I, Sakura Matou, the third seat of Chasing Fire!

Thank me?

I did such an excessive thing to the Creator, and the Creator actually wants to thank me?

Could it be said that the Creator is an M?

No, she is not.

The voice that was almost the same as the Creator sounded in Belfast's head.

She knew that it was not her creator, but the guy who controlled the creator's body before.

Nyarlathotep is in Belfast's mind. She has built a world of her own in her consciousness, a cozy cottage, and the very stylish old-fashioned TV in front of her is broadcasting everything from the outside world.

She decided that she would temporarily stay in this little guy's consciousness, in order to protect her little cutie from being bullied too much.

If I hadn't made a move just now, then my little cutie would have been completely overwhelmed by this creation of my own!

She is obviously a maid, but she made such a transgression towards her master, the Creator...

To be honest, she didn't hate Belfast, and even admired it a little.

For her, rebellious people will always explode with different fireworks.

It could be dull, or even a squib, but it could also be beautiful, gorgeous fireworks.

So there is such a reason.

"Don't worry, I have slightly blurred Sakura's memory, her memory of you and her is now stuck on the first time between you and her, and I have prepared a little surprise for you, I believe you will like it. "

Speaking of Belfast, his mind completely quieted down.

The unknown existence to her seemed to have left.

But what was the surprise the other party was talking about?

Belfast cared about this because she had a bad feeling.

"You're all right, Belfast."

Looking at the maid with an unnatural expression in front of her, Matou Ying couldn't help becoming anxious.

She pressed Belfast's slightly exposed shoulders, continuously inputting the life energy from the source of fire into the opponent's body.

As a creature brought to life by the Fire Source, the energy of the Fire Source is the best medicine for Belfast.

"Master Creator, I'm fine!"

Belfast quickly said that she would not be able to bear this force.

"really?"

Matou Sakura still stopped the energy transportation, but looking at Belfasta's flushed face, she didn't look like she had nothing to do!

"Master Creator, I'm really fine..."

Belfast was speaking with some difficulty, and the abnormally full energy in her body was having a certain impact on her body at this moment.

In layman's terms, it's too full, I can't eat anymore, if the Creator hadn't stopped just now......!

not good!

It seems to be coming out!

"Master Creator!"

"Ugh?!"

The life of the maid seemed to have come to an end at that moment.

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Clean sheets and quilts, the maid at this moment has a deep understanding of what it means to be ashamed.

Her face was flushed, and she covered her cheeks with the quilt at this moment, not knowing how to face her Lord Creator.

But her Great Creator doesn't know how to face her maid lady.

She finally understood what Belfast's phrase "I'm fine" really meant.

Life energy does have a stimulating effect on the body.

So it's not surprising that something like that happened to the maid just now.

Yes, it is like that.

"nothing."

She was a little fascinated by the silky and delicate touch of milk.

For some reason, she suddenly felt obsessed with doing that kind of thing.

Even in Xingyue World, she is the passive one, while Pearl Nuo and Qingzi are always in the active position.

And now...

Is it because of being infected by that guy?

She couldn't figure it out herself, but she didn't want to delve into this issue either.

Looking at Belfast who was still burying her head in the quilt, Matou Sakura smiled softly, then stretched out her hand, cupping her flushed cheek with some force.

"look at me."

The gentle words carried a different kind of magic power, and Belfast tremblingly met his creator's eyes.

What a gentle look...

The dark golden pupils that were supposed to be full of majesty did not have the slightest majesty at the moment, but only a gentleness that could melt people's hearts.

Watched by such gentle eyes, Belfast suddenly felt saved.

Even if the Creator sees me like that, it’s no big deal, the Creator still loves me, she has me in her heart!

Thinking of this, Belfast's shy heart couldn't help but change.

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"You like Belfast too."

She whispered in the ear of her maid lady.

"Master Creator..."

It seemed like an unconscious murmur, but the "violent" girl stopped what she was doing.

A bit of dissatisfaction appeared in the originally gentle eyes.

"Call me Sakura, Belfast."

The intense pain and pleasure tormented Belfast at this moment, causing her to let out a tempting cry.

Eyes half-opened, mouth opening and closing due to panting.

The smile slightly raised, with the respect of the master as a maid.

"Okay... Sakura..."

Nyarlathotep was silent, she felt as if she had made a wrong decision.

She seems to have released a terrifying existence, a "true self" sealed in her heart by the original Matou Sakura!Sakura at the moment!

51. The god being played with

Matou Sakura, no, it's Sakura now.

Although she had been using the surname Matou because there was another Sakura, but now she found that she was an idiot in the past, a brain-dead with underdeveloped cerebellum.

She is no longer the Mu Yu she used to be, so she doesn't need to worry about so much!

She doesn't need to play anyone anymore, she is who she is, and she can be anything she wants!

Just like what a certain Shibao who presumably hasn’t bubbled up said, times have changed, and now she doesn’t need to be bound by anything, she is her, Mu Yu in the past, and Sakura in the present.

The self she wants!

The air in the room exudes an ambiguous atmosphere, looking at the girl in her arms, Sakura's smile is gentle and beautiful.

Touching Belfast's beautiful white hair, Sakura's smile is so gentle, and her dark golden eyes are full of love for her.

"Belfast."

She gently called the name of the maid in her arms, and she gently rubbed against her palm like a cat, exuding her attachment to her in her beautiful blue-purple eyes.

"Like it?"

The hands stroking the hair slowly descended, gently grasped the soft breasts, mischievously pinched the bright red that was still standing upright, and rubbed gently, watching the lovely maid in her arms in her arms There was a seductive shyness in front of her face.

"like......"

The maid was tremblingly describing her feelings, obviously enduring the pain, but she still showed her own smile.

Kissing lips, the two have long been familiar with each other.

The soft tongues are tightly intertwined, absorbing the sweetness and deep love in their mouths.

It wasn't long before the end, but the second round quietly began.

Desire is obsessive and depraved, but Sakura knows exactly what she's doing.

She likes Belfast, maybe this kind of liking is just the attachment to that wonderful body, and that lovely maid attribute, but this is enough.

For her, such liking was enough.

She gently lifted Belfast's delicate chin, and looked at the color in her eyes that was obsessed with herself.

She moved forward slightly, kissing the sweaty forehead tenderly.

"It's time to get up." "Yes, Lord Creator..."

Snapped!

The slapped buttocks revealed ripples like waves, and the red palm prints were so conspicuous on the snow-white skin.

"It's Sakura~"

She looked down at the maid who was looking at her, and raised her chin roughly.

The slightly raised corner of her mouth revealed a smile, but it was also her cold heart.

"Remember, I'll only say it once." "Yes...Sakura."

The maid's shy face was mixed with pain and joy, and the trickle flowed out of the already muddy Taoyuan.

"That's right."

Sakura smiled lightly, let go of the right hand that lifted the chin, and slowly moved down along Beltefast's cheek,

She caressed the snowy shoulder with a touch of pink, and passed the upturned mountain peak,

Bypassing the muddy Taoyuan, gently stroking the flushed skin.

"Does it still hurt?" "No."

The maid's eyes are full of love for Sakura, pain?

That was just Sakura's love for herself.

"What a lovely maid."

Sakura smiled softly, this time she smiled extra softly.

It seems that those gentle smiles before are like an illusion.

"It's time to get up."

She picked up Belfast's delicate chin again, and said to her in a soft voice: "Do you have the confidence to help me get dressed?" The maid did not answer, and she gave a silent answer with her slightly raised chest .

She, Belfast!Professional Maid!

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At this moment, Nyarlathotep, who was in Belfast's consciousness, was completely in no mood to pay attention to the beautiful scenes outside.