Quick Wear : Meat-Eating Journey (MTL) [COMPLETED]

Western Fantasy - Prostituting Temple Knights 11-15

✨ Western Fantasy - Prostituting Temple Knights 11 ✨

Standing on the side of the crowded street, looking at the man with the silver helmet and long sword riding on the horse, the people are screaming and cheering wildly, men and women , The old, the young...

They are all calling out Alex's name without exception. Their husbands are indeed deeply loved. Margery's heart was filled with both joy and an inferiority complex that she couldn't ignore.

　　

The more she knew how good Alex was, the more she felt unworthy of that man. Why did the Lord Knight of the Temple, who represents justice and holiness, marry this eccentric useless magician? It's not just Margaery who thinks so, everyone who knows about the marriage thinks the same - except for the pressure of the family, there is nothing that can make Alex compromise and have to marry Margaery. And every time I see such a scene, the more people will deepen this understanding.

　　

Margery raised her head, she had to stand on her toes hard to see the face of the man on the horse. The morning sun shone on the halberds beside the knights, and the dazzling cold light reflected almost blinded her. The eyes are so sore, it seems that something is about to flow down, the girl thought blankly, the sun must be too dazzling.

　　

"Don't look." A hand reached over to cover Margaery's eyes, and Cecil rubbed the girl's tousled hair. "Let's go." Her flaxen pupils were full of understanding and concern. the heroic eyebrows are also very soft at this moment.

　　

"Yeah." Margaery nodded, trying to swallow back the tears in her eyes. Cecil took her hand, and the two turned away from the crowd. They didn't see that the man on the horse had been gazing around with his eyes, and finally found the familiar gray figure. He was about to move the horse forward, but he had to watch the girl leave.

　　

It happened that there was work in the college that required overtime, and Margery was busy until midnight before she was freed from the pile of documents. The car at home was sent back by her early, and Cecil was worried that she was alone, so the two of them rode her home. Although she was a woman, Cecil was tall and straight, a head and a half taller than Margaery. The girl snuggled against her chest, although her friend's chest was not thick, it was still reassuring.

　　

"Cecil." Margaery looked up at her friend, "Thank you." Over the years, without Cecil, she thought she would be lonelier.

　　

Cecil smiled softly at the girl. She had short, smooth chestnut hair, and her facial features were already handsome. This kind of smile made her even more charming.

　　

Alex walked around the door restlessly, and when he turned his face, what he saw was the pair of beauties who looked at each other immediately. "Cecil?" His brows furrowed immediately, he casually threw the cape he was holding to the footman, stepped forward in three steps, stopped Margaery's waist indiscriminately, and threw Cecil The girl in his arms hugged him.

　　

"Yeah!" Margaery was startled first, then blushed after realizing it, "Alex, you, you, what are you doing?"

Before Alex could answer, Cecil was careless. The voice rang out: "Long time no see, Alex."

　　

Alex didn't seem to hear Cecil's question, and looked straight at Margaery: "Working overtime? Remember to inform me when you come back so late, I'll go. I'll pick you up."