一级特黄aa大片

  Charlemagne sized up Tyrande\'s uneven figure meaningfully on purpose, stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, "After thinking about it, let the maid inform me, I\'ll wait for your news~"

Speaking of this, the guy with a mean smile turned around and walked out of the room where Tyrande was held with a big smile. The maids who were in charge of serving Tyrande outside the door obviously heard what Charlemagne said just now, and they looked at the queen with weird expressions. Your beloved valet.

  However, after returning to Azshara, Charlemagne quickly restrained his expression, and reported what happened just now to the Queen.

Azshara was still lying on her big bed in a lazy and seductive posture, and she joked with a teasing smile on her face, "Kiran, are you sexually interested in that moon priest? I can decide She gave it to you, and the Burning Legion probably won\'t turn against me over such a trivial matter."

   "No no no!"

Charlemagne shook his head hastily and resolutely denied, "I\'m not interested in grandma\'s women at all! Not to mention that the other party is a priest with a pious belief. Maybe her future husband is not as important as her own belief in her cognition. It was just intentional to scare her."

"oh?"

   Azshara raised her eyebrows slightly, she raised her upper body slightly and hooked her fingers towards Charlemagne, and waited for him to bow his head and respectfully walk to the front and back of the bed, stretched out his fingers and pinched Charlemagne\'s chin.

   "My dear valet, do you mean that I am also from grandma\'s generation? I am older than Tyrande."

"Forehead…"

  Charlemagne heard a trace of dissatisfaction in Azshara\'s soft words, and only then recovered from the complacency of molesting Grandma Tai just now. It was obvious that his grandma\'s remarks just now had aroused Azshara\'s displeasure.

He hastily lowered his head and confessed, "Sorry Your Majesty! I didn\'t mean that. How can ordinary vulgar fans compare with Your Majesty? You are the light of light recognized by the entire Dark Night Empire. I don\'t know how many people admire you in all levels of society. My dear, the gap between Tyrande and you is like the light of a firefly and the light of a bright moon."

  Azshara snorted in satisfaction, "That\'s about the same. You, a glib little guy, answered quickly, otherwise punishment would be unavoidable."

   "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your mercy..."

In fact, it was Azshara\'s own intention to let Tyrande go. After all, she still doesn\'t want to offend Elune, who is suspected to be the star soul of Azeroth, but she doesn\'t want to be too blatant in front of the devil, so she can only instruct Kieran, his trusted valet, plays by ear.

  Neither Azshara nor Vashj took Charlemagne\'s joke just seriously, but Tyrande, who was imprisoned in the room at this time, looked very troubled, apparently she took Charlemagne\'s words seriously.

  The Queen\'s attendant just now clearly expressed his meaning. If you want to escape this prison, you must... umh.

Tyrande is very clear about the blessing that Elune bestowed, at the most tomorrow night this blessing will lose its effect, and then maybe the demons will really put on eighteen appearances in the name of torture, and even finally be able to It\'s hard to say if you can\'t survive, it\'s better to be like this...

"No no! I don\'t want to commit myself to that bastard, Malfurion must be thinking of a way to save me, but if I don\'t, demons... and I still have to save the Burning Legion from Azeroth Si, merciful Elune, please tell your pious believers what to do."

   Tyrande, who was extremely troubled, didn\'t sleep well all day long. The next evening, when Charlemagne walked in and saw her, it was obvious that the priest of the moon **** was a little depressed.

   "...Did you have a spring dream yesterday and couldn\'t sleep? It really is the season for the night elves to breed..."

   "No! Shut up, you bastard!"

Lack of sleep caused some mental weakness. Tyrande, who had just made up her mind, retorted to Charlemagne frantically after hearing what she said, but at this moment, Charlemagne didn\'t bother to pay attention to her attitude, and strode up to grab it. Tyrande\'s hand went out.

   "Wait...wait! What do you want to do? If you want to do it, at least you are in the room..."

"ha?"

  Charlemagne looked back at the unwilling and shy expression on Tyrande\'s face with a dazed expression, "What are you doing? Time is running out, I don\'t have time to argue with you, so hurry up and leave while the demons switch defenses."

After Tyrande heard Charlemagne\'s words, she, who was not stupid, quickly understood the meaning of the other party, and her originally complicated expression suddenly became numb, "... Let me ask, what do you mean by the condition you raised yesterday? "

  Charlemagne turned her head impatiently and gave her a blank look, "Nonsense! Of course I\'m kidding you, I\'ve already said that I\'m not interested in people from grandma\'s generation!"

"etc…"

  Charlemagne stopped in his tracks suddenly, turned his head and looked at Tyrande, whose expression gradually turned into embarrassment and indignation, and asked, "Could it be possible... are you really going to agree to the condition I casually proposed yesterday?"

  Someone held back a smile and said, "Oh! If you want, I can\'t help you, but I don\'t have that time right now. Let\'s discuss this topic slowly later."

When Tyrande heard this bitch\'s molesting again, a string representing reason in her brain finally snapped completely. She jumped onto Charlemagne\'s body with a dark face, bit his long ears fiercely, and began to bite, mouth Li was still cursing indistinctly.

   "You bastard! I\'m going to kill you! I\'m going to kill you! I\'ll kill myself after I kill you, so that no one will know about my scandal!"

   "Let go... No, let go! You crazy woman, ahhh, it\'s about to bleed, bleed!"

   Azshara, who was spying on the situation here with a crystal ball in her dormitory, laughed so hard that she couldn\'t stand up straight. Even Vashj, who had obvious conflicts with Tyrande before, had a look of uncontrollable laughter and let out another sigh of relief.

   "Hahahaha! Kieran\'s broken mouth is really infuriating, Vashki, did you see the expression on Tyrande\'s face? It\'s so interesting, hahaha!"

  Washqi, who was still tense and not smiling, was infected by the queen\'s attitude, and finally couldn\'t help but let out a "puchi" chuckle.

   "Yes, Your Majesty, Your Excellency Kieran\'s mouth can make you vomit blood with anger, you should still remember what happened to Captain Varosen five days ago..."

   Azshara thought of the captain of the guard who came to pick on Charlemagne because he admired him and was jealous of Charlemagne.

   "How can I not remember, Varosen is still lying in his room because of excessive blood loss. This is the first time I know that elves can really spray blood from their mouths when they are extremely angry, hahaha!"

  Vashj looked at Tyrande\'s extremely ashamed and indignant expression in the crystal ball in Queen Azshara\'s hand, but felt a little sympathy for this originally contradictory cold moon priest.

  ‘I hope you will not be **** off by Kieran on the way you are sent away...’

   Thanks to the book friends "魔· Remnant Soul", "Crouching Dragon in the Field", "灬火火灬" for their support.