The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

"You're awake." Opening his eyes, Opelin said softly when he saw the boy lying beside him.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

"Well, I had a not-so-good dream." Snuggling in the boy's arms, it warmly made people want to sink in.

"I'll let you forget about those." Smiling, the boy overwhelmed her.

"Xiao Ling, don't do this." She said so, but she didn't resist at all, she just curled up slightly, but she looked even more charming.

Are you worthy of your husband like this?Shame on Angelina?Are you worthy of raising your parents?

There was a voice in her heart that rebuked her, like a sharp blade piercing her heart, the mother herself, and the young boy, can such a combination really be tolerated?

"Don't look, there are wrinkles, I will be shy." She covered her face and made a shameful voice, but the teenager squeezed her chin, revealing her face.

"You are beautiful, Opelin."

Before marriage, her husband called her by her old name, later she was called the Duchess, and later she was called the Lord, the Head of the House, or the Duke.

But Ling didn't seem to care at all, and when alone, he would simply call her 'Opperan'.

Not the Duchess, nor the Lord of Maple Moon, in his eyes, she is just Opelin.

Perhaps unknowingly, it was such a name that completely touched her heart that was already tired from countless heavy burdens.

If you do this, you will be sorry for your husband, sorry for your daughter, and sorry for Morality and Gangchang.

If you don't, you'll be sorry for yourself.

"I've worked hard."

"Well, you've worked really hard."

"I don't want to worry about anything."

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anymore.

Reaching out to hug his strong shoulders, and leaning on his slender legs, the guilt twisted into the pleasure of betrayal.

She uttered a coquettish cry of joy that even her husband had never heard before.

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"Hmm..." It was already dusk. Lying on the large sofa of Long Yuelan's single room, Opelin's head was dizzy, but it was not a headache, but a wonderful sense of comfort.

"What dream did I have!" Opelin only felt that his face was completely red.

In my heart, am I expecting such a thing? . .

She had to change her dress quickly, she thought, but she had already fallen asleep to the point of forgetting the time and place.

It's not like this is my home. . .

Oops, only to realize that she fell asleep after drinking too much alcohol while Xiaoling was eating.

She opened her eyes in a panic, but the situation was completely beyond her imagination.

The rich, floral-like aroma lingers in the lungs with the mellow wine aroma, which is refreshing and blood-squirting.

Accompanied by a very soft touch, and a faint feeling of shortness of breath.

"This is?" He stretched out his hand suspiciously and touched the thing that was holding his face. It was a very familiar touch, soft and round, and it was hard to put it down.

"Hmm~" A soft voice sounded in his ears.

This is, a woman?

Chapter 74 Reversal

At this point, the situation that was completely beyond the scope of understanding left Opelin in deep confusion.

The last fragment left in my memory was drinking with Xiaoling.

Because the red wine tasted better than expected, she accidentally drank a few more sips, and then unconsciously, her consciousness began to blur.

I think I'm not bad at drinking, but it turns out that I get drunk very easily, and I have no impression of what I did when I was drunk.

Thinking that he might have done something very embarrassing, still in front of Xiao Ling, Opelin felt his face heat up.

But now doesn't seem to be the time to worry about those, and there are more worrisome situations ahead.

"Am I in a daze? Or I haven't woken up at all."

Logically speaking, this was probably the most likely scenario, and Opelin reached out and pinched his thigh.

It hurts, not a dream.

If it wasn't a dream, where did this woman come from?Where is Xiaoling, where did Xiaoling go?

Opelin stretched out his hands and tried to prop himself up.

At this time, she was lying on her stomach, while the woman opposite was lying on the sofa.

"It's so beautiful." Seeing the other's body from this angle, Opelin said subconsciously.

The perfect body, the ultimate face, in addition, she also felt a strong sense of 'belonging' from the other's body.

Who is this?