第117章 第一百一十七章（2 / 2）

“不，没什么。”安斯艾尔捏起一个圆点心咬了一口，点心非常识趣，头没了一半，还记得两手恭敬地把横幅献给安斯艾尔，这横幅也是可食用的。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+566A55u06a2U5oCn5Y+I5Y+v54ix44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

简直魔性又可爱。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5oKo5pyA6L+R5Yia5Yia6L+U5Zue6a2U55WM77yM5Y205aSq6L+H5pON5Yqz44CC4oCd6IqZ6ZuF5bCG6aSQ55uY6LS05Zyo6IO45YmN77yM5rip5p+U5Zyw5b6u56yR552A77yM4oCc5omA5Lul5oiR5YGa5LqG5Yeg5qC35paw54K55b+D77yM5aaC5p6c6IO95o2i5b6X5oKo54mH5Yi755qE6L275p2+77yM5bCx5YaN5aW95LiN6L+H5LqG44CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“您最近刚刚返回魔界，却太过操劳。”芙雅将餐盘贴在胸前，温柔地微笑着，“所以我做了几样新点心，如果能换得您片刻的轻松，就再好不过了。”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5a6J5pav6Im+5bCU55y45YWJ5pS+5p+U77yM5LuW5aSp55Sf5Yqz56KM5ZG977yM5YCS5piv5rKh5oSf6KeJ5pyJ5aSa57Sv44CC5Y+v6IqZ6ZuF5Z2a5oyB77yM6K+05LuW546w5Zyo5pei6KaB566h55CG6a2U55WM77yM6L+Y6KaB5YW86aG+5Lq655WM5pa56Z2i77yM552A5a6e5bCG5aSq5aSa5LqL5oOF6IOM6LSf5Zyo6Lqr5LiK5LqG44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

安斯艾尔眸光放柔，他天生劳碌命，倒是没感觉有多累。可芙雅坚持，说他现在既要管理魔界，还要兼顾人界方面，着实将太多事情背负在身上了。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5Lq655WM5pyJ5ouc6JKZ5biu5oiR6Lef6L+b77yM5YCS5piv5rKh5pyJ5aSq5aSn5Y6L5Yqb44CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“人界有拜蒙帮我跟进，倒是没有太大压力。”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LuW5Li66IqZ6ZuF5a695b+D77yM5o6l552A77yM5p2l5Yiw5q2j6aKY44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

他为芙雅宽心，接着，来到正题。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5Yia5omN5oiR5o6l6KeB5LqG5q+S54K55b+D56CU56m25Y2P5Lya55qE6I6r5ouJ5qC844CC4oCd5a6J5pav6Im+5bCU5Lqk5Luj552A5YmN5LiA5qGp5bel5L2c77yM4oCc5L2g6L+Y6K6w5b6X5LuW5ZCX77yM6IqZ6ZuF77yf5Lic5Z+f546L5bu35Yid5Yib5LmL6ZmF77yM5LuW5bCx5Zyo44CC4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“刚才我接见了毒点心研究协会的莫拉格。”安斯艾尔交代着前一桩工作，“你还记得他吗，芙雅？东域王廷初创之际，他就在。”<div id="z78fgsn46h">