第117章 第一百一十七章
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<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5aWz5LuG6ZW/6IqZ6ZuF5YmN5p2l55qE5pe25YCZ77yM5q2j5piv5LiK5Y2I55qE54K55b+D5pe26Ze077yM5aW55Li65Yuk5LqO5pS/5Yqh55qE5Y+v5pWs6Zmb5LiL77yM5bim5p2l5LqG6Ieq5bex5paw5YGa55qE54K55b+D44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>女仆长芙雅前来的时候，正是上午的点心时间，她为勤于政务的可敬陛下，带来了自己新做的点心。
<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5a6J5pav6Im+5bCU55uv552A6YKj5Liq5rS754G15rS7546w55qE54K55b+D55yL77yM56Gu5a6e5piv5rS754G15rS7546w77yM5Y+q6KeB5ZyG5rua5rua55qE54K55b+D5YGP5YGP5Ly45Ye65Lik5p2h57uG57uG55qE5Y+v6aOf55So57qk57u05bCP5omL77yM5Li+6LW35LiA5Liq5bCP5bCP55qE5qiq5bmF5bem5Y+z5pGH5pmD77yM5qiq5bmF5LiK6LWr54S25Lmm5YaZ552A4oCU4oCUPC9wPg=='));</script>
安斯艾尔盯着那个活灵活现的点心看，确实是活灵活现，只见圆滚滚的点心偏偏伸出两条细细的可食用纤维小手，举起一个小小的横幅左右摇晃，横幅上赫然书写着——<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+44CQ54yu57uZ5Lyf5aSn55qE6a2U546L6Zmb5LiL77yB44CRPC9wPg=='));</script>
【献给伟大的魔王陛下！】<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6Z2i5a+55aaC5q2k5Y+v54ix55qE5ZyG54K55b+D77yM6a2U546L6Zmb5LiL5Y2V5omL5pKR5L2P6aKd5aS044CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
面对如此可爱的圆点心，魔王陛下单手撑住额头。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6L+Z5oCO5LmI6IiN5b6X5ZCD5ZWK4oCm4oCmPC9wPg=='));</script>
这怎么舍得吃啊……<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc6Zmb5LiL77yf4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>
“陛下？”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5LiN77yM5rKh5LuA5LmI44CC4oCd5a6J5pav6Im+5bCU5o2P6LW35LiA5Liq5ZyG54K55b+D5ZKs5LqG5LiA5Y+j77yM54K55b+D6Z2e5bi46K+G6Laj77yM5aS05rKh5LqG5LiA5Y2K77yM6L+Y6K6w5b6X5Lik5omL5oGt5pWs5Zyw5oqK5qiq5bmF54yu57uZ5a6J5pav6Im+5bCU77yM6L+Z5qiq5bmF5Lmf5piv5Y+v6aOf55So55qE44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>
“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">