[R18] My father is a pervert – “My Father Is a Pervert” Chapter 190 Return [English]

Leon wakes up, which means the overall situation has been decided.Soon after, the return capitals of the princes and kings were announced one after another.Elizabeth is still at the palace and has not returned.She must now hope not to come back and face Uther.

The struggle between the top forces has nothing to do with me.I made up my mind to bid farewell to the court and no longer interfere with Uther and his son.There may be many legendary women in history who have influenced the situation behind the scenes and have left their names throughout the ages, but I don’t want to be one of them.As a human being, I just want to live a peaceful and stable life.

I returned to Luke and we continued our happy pace.But sometimes, I would look in the direction of the palace and feel sad.

There, is my protector.He endured the pain of the world alone, and held up the sky for this country and for me.I will never see him again, but I will miss him forever and give him my most sincere blessings.

Time passes and summer gradually comes to an end.On the surface, the empire is peaceful and peaceful, but beneath the peaceful surface, there is a hopeless battle between the southern forces and Uther’s ruthless suppression.Elizabeth still has not returned to the royal capital. She seems to have been forgotten. She is isolated in the palace, watching her family power being cut away with a knife.Uther was not in a hurry, he deeply understood the principles of governing a large country like cooking small fresh food, bit by bit, coldly and cruelly, he waited for his enemies.

In a short time, the Bartoli family will completely decline, and the southern forces will be reshuffled.Many people have already seen this fact and are sitting back and watching with their own agenda.Everyone now recognizes Uther.He is fate and force majeure. Nothing can stop him from moving forward. If you challenge he without overestimating your capabilities, you will only be ruthlessly crushed by him.

The Bartoli family, which has been playing tricks of power for hundreds of years, is now watching its own destruction, unable to do anything.Whether they regret it or not is unknown.

I don’t know any of this.The vegetables in the vegetable garden behind the house are gradually growing, and I am busy with those unrefined radishes, onions and cabbage.There are too few types of food and spices in this era. I rack my brains every day in order to enrich my dining table. I have been reborn for ten years and I can’t even remember what corn and tomatoes taste like…

It’s a nice day today, so I sent Lazarus and Leti out to take care of the errands. I walked around the vegetable patch and the restaurant, finished the chores, and wanted to go upstairs to change clothes and do some show work.As soon as he opened the door, he saw Goya’s tall and strong body standing in the room, making the room seem smaller by comparison.

“Hi.” He greeted me the same way, with a crooked smile, casual and not formal at all, as if we just separated yesterday, not a year ago.

I froze at the door.He always likes to play pranks on me like this, attacking me suddenly and seeing how surprised I am.He smiled cynically, his brown eyes shining, as if he was very happy.It took me a while to react, my eyes were hot, I dropped what I was holding and rushed over.

“Are you injured? Where is the injury? How is it?”

I rushed to him with tears in my eyes, and groped with his body anxiously and carefully, for fear of touching any wounds.Goya really didn’t expect this reaction from me. He was a little caught off guard, but he couldn’t help but be moved. The frivolity in his tone was much less, and he smiled unaccustomedly and said, “No, don’t you think I’m doing well?”

Tears fell from my eyes: “You lied to me. If you were good, why would you come to me now?”

he choked, feeling that he had underestimated me, and felt a little helpless: “Isn’t it better now?”

“Let me see.” I cried and pushed him back.He lost control for a moment and let me take the initiative and asked me to push him to sit on the couch.I wiped away my tears and started to take off his clothes.

He sneered, and pushed me away dishonestly, speaking frivolously: “Kitten is getting more and more courageous. He will ride on uncle’s waist in broad daylight. What if your precious lover comes back later?”

I didn’t hear anything, and my men decisively tore off his clothes, revealing his broad and strong shoulders and large, smooth chest muscles. I didn’t see any serious new injuries.In my ears, I heard he continue to say: “Does it look good? Is Luke as big as his uncle? I told you…”

I ignored him and reached for his abdomen. At that moment, he grabbed my wrist.

I understood in my heart, my eyes were red, and I begged him in a soft voice: “You have to show me.”

The frivolity on his face disappeared, and he looked at my face. After a while, he smiled helplessly and let go of my hand.

I untied his clothes with trembling hands, and sure enough, under his chest, his strong abdomen was tightly wrapped with a bandage.I don’t know how big the wound is.My tears kept falling and I asked him: “Is it hurt inside?”

He stretched out his hand to wipe my tears and smiled: “I can’t die.”

I cried harder.I will never forget the miserable state of Leon lying on the bed, and the fear and fear I felt in those days.When Leon gradually improved, all my worries fell on Goya.Leon was so seriously injured, how could Goya get better?And even if you don’t tell me, I know that Letty brought Leon back first, and Goya stayed behind, just to stop the pursuers.At that time, the southern forces were in dire straits. I didn’t dare to think about the crazy counterattack Goya faced.He is extremely lucky to be able to come back with all his beard and tail.

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became, the more I felt sorry for him, and the more tears I shed, which made Goya even laugh.He had a smile on his face, but his movements were very gentle. He pulled me over and sat on his lap.

I was a little panicked and didn’t dare. I was afraid that there might be some injury on his lower head.He insisted on holding me down and hugging me, and said in a sullen voice: “Don’t worry, none of the three legs under my belly are hurt…”

He always likes to provoke me with inappropriate words and deeds, weakening the harsh reality and distracting me.In his view, instead of crying about life, death and suffering, it is better to enjoy real freedom in time.If he really died in the south, I’m afraid he would laugh at me and feel sorry for him.

“Okay, I’m here.” He smiled and coaxed me: “The heartless kitten actually cried for me. It’s really unlike you, but it scared uncle.”

I stiffened and suddenly felt a little annoyed.What does he mean? Do you think he is not important to me?!

I raised my teary eyes and stared at him, but all I saw was a cynical smile on his face, his eyebrows were slanted, and the corners of his mouth were grinning.In the eyes of he, I am just a little white-eyed wolf. If I have a daddy, I will look for my daddy. If I don’t have a daddy, I will look for my brother. I don’t have to act coquettishly and beg for food, so I reluctantly come to play with him.As soon as he left, I could pounce to find Luke.He has decided that I am heartless and that he is a dispensable thing to me, but he is still willing to tolerate me, be considerate of me, and protect me silently. Even if I don’t have he in my heart, he is still willing to pamper me, which makes him happy.

I sobbed, carefully avoiding his wounds, and leaned forward to kiss his lips: “Uncle, Tangtang misses you.”

He smiled and pecked my lips, “You little liar, you can tell nice lies to uncle. If you say a few more words, you little sweet-tongued uncle will also like to hear your lies.”

“I didn’t.” I frowned aggrievedly and continued to kiss him: “Tangtang likes uncle, it’s true.”

Not wanting to hear what he was saying that made me sad, I put my arms around his neck, turned my head, and sealed his mouth with my sandalwood mouth. My soft and flexible pink tongue poked out, inserted into his mouth, and licked his big tongue wetly.He has been absent for a long time, and now that he tastes my sweetness, he can’t control it. His big hands close my waist, and his savage kiss comes back, plundering my mouth.