The angel girl's scream echoed in the room, and then was blown away by the wind. She was so scared that a butterfly flew up from the window frame, passing through the slowly rotating windmill fan blades and disappeared into the bright sunshine.

There were faint roars of insects from the ridges. On the branches not far away, a gray-necked swallow tilted its neck and looked curiously at the scene presented between the square-inch panes.

It's like looking at an interesting storybook.

"What are you?" Linger glanced at her: "It made me bully you."

"I was bullying me." Yiyeta muttered: "If I don't want to go out, can't I talk in the room?"

"The weather outside is so good, and you are still staying at home and getting moldy. Why not go out and bask in the sun to avoid mushrooms on your head."

Linger's words made Yiyeta subconsciously touch his little head, for fear that one or two gray mushrooms would suddenly appear between her hair. Wouldn't that be shameful? Fortunately, she was fine.

After exploring it, she couldn't find the mushroom. It seemed that her personal hygiene was not so bad. But no matter what, Linge's alarmist words still scared the girl a little, and she immediately puffed up her cheeks and feathers on her wings.

They all stood up one by one, like an oversized wind flower ball - the kind that was being beaten around, and said angrily: "Linger, you scared me again! I won't forgive this time

You are here, you must tell Sister Xiaoxia!"

"Then you go and tell her." Linge said calmly and calmly: "Look at her, she will think who is wrong?"

"Well! So mean!"

Iyeta knew with her toes that the person who was wrong in the end must be herself. She was so angry that she grinded her teeth. Judging from her posture, she seemed to be able to pounce on Linger's neck at any time. But that was a certain one

What the little bat would do, as for Iyeta, the young man believed that she would definitely not have that courage and courage, so he turned a blind eye to this threat and urged: "Okay, don't want to be taught a lesson by Saint Charlie,

Just go out with me to bask in the sun quickly. In weather like this, it is best for moving outside. You are still young, don’t always think about being lazy and be careful to become the kind of wasteful homeless person and social borer that Alice said!”

Linge, who had just been bathing in the sun for half an hour with His Royal Highness Haiqi, said.

"No!" Yiyeta spread his wings and then gathered them together, wrapping himself up, revealing only a pair of big eyes that seemed to be flawless. He looked at Linger pitifully, and then Fenghua, who was angry and rushing to the top of the crown.

The ball shape has changed back to the most familiar quail ball shape: "I just want to stay at home, Linge, you can stay with me, let's have snacks and chat together, isn't it good?"

While begging, she also blinked her eyes in an attempt to charm Linge. Unfortunately, the young man had a stern heart and was already immune to this level of coquettishness and cuteness. He shook his head decisively: "Not good."

"Hey? Why?"

"Just because I am yours...well, guardian."

"When did you become my guardian!?"

"Now."

"I don't admit it!"

"I don't admit yours."

The two of them are like kids fighting each other, one by one, one by one, one by one, but in the end, Linge lost his patience first. He sighed softly, feeling very disappointed with Iyeta's stubbornness: "Since you are like this

Stubborn, don't blame me for using tough measures, Iyeta."

"Strong, tough means!? Wow, what do you want to do for Linger! Calm down, I, I, I, I, I, I, Sister Xiaoxia? Woo, Xie Sita, Xie Liya, save me

!”

Unfortunately, no one will come to save her.

The young man pressed step by step, and Yiyeta also stepped back step by step until his back touched the hard wall, and found that she had been forced to the corner and had no choice but to retreat. She waved her small fists randomly, trying to get out of the evil

Under the minions, they closed their eyes because of their nervousness, and did not dare to look directly at the young man who was close to him. In that thin chest cavity, a fragile heart was pounding, as if there were countless kinds of

The complex mood, like a surging feeling, is the irritation of implicit expectations, the shame and annoyance that blooms quietly, or the ignorant and immature longing like the primrose petals outside the window?

Could it be that this is, this is what Alice calls wall dong!?

Closely against the wall, the Angel Miss felt dizzy and couldn't do anything. If it weren't for the support of a willpower, she would have fallen down long ago, right? The reason why she closed her eyes was not

Because he was afraid of Linger, but because he was afraid of seeing the apple that was red from his neck to his cheeks.

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She shouted loudly in her heart, as if she wanted the whole world to know that she had fought desperately, but she had not succeeded. But strangely, both rationally and emotionally knew that she was not resisting. It would be better to say that the opposite was true.

, She was vaguely looking forward to something. But this expectation cannot be expressed. Even it has a strong conflict with the naive girlish feelings and natural reserved personality, which makes Yiyeta's simple brain circuit

A serious failure occurred and I didn't know what I was thinking.

This guy.

Linger looked at Yiyeta who was trembling in the corner by herself, and couldn't help but twitch: Could it be that she would treat herself as a villain, right?

Thinking of this, the young man stretched out his hand angrily and tapped the angel's forehead lightly.

"Wow!"

Iyeta, who was repeatedly struggling with resistance and expectation, was suddenly awakened by this moment. Is this what Linger said to be tough? She was stunned for a while before slowly coming to her senses, and then she felt aroused.

A great grievance surged into her heart, and the sourness from the tip of her nose even made her want to cry, crying like a child. She felt that she was such a fool, and she should have known that Linger would not have any meaning in this regard.

No, because he is a fool, wood, big fool! He is the most hateful person in the world. He has never cared about himself and can only bully people...

I will never trust you again, Linger!!!

She thought with grievance.

Then the next moment, I felt my body lightening, and my hands gently passed through her thin spine and small bends of legs. Without giving the girl time to react, I held her up. Yiyeta exclaimed and subconsciously stretched out.

He took action and hugged the only thing around him that could support it. It was extremely warm and intimate, like the touch of sunshine. The blood flowing on her fingertips seemed to flow into the person's blood vessels and pulses through the contact skin.

Breathing with him, the girl's heart began to thump again. She tentatively opened one of her eyes, but it happened to meet his close-to-face, smiling expression. The girl was frightened.

After a while, she couldn't help but quietly open her eyes, as if she had to confirm each other's eyes separately to confirm the right and left eyes.

The scene is not an illusion.

"What are you watching?" The young man was speechless at her thief-like movements.

"Wow!"

Yiyeta was so scared that his eyes opened, and he twisted his little head in panic, and looked up and down, left and right directions. I'm afraid that even the bees or butterflies with compound eyes could not be as quick as hers to observe the environment.

And decisive. After retracting his gaze, Miss Angel finally was sure that she felt nothing wrong. She was indeed being held in her arms by Ringer.

and!

Or by the way of hugging the princess!

Even her hands were still wrapped around Linge's neck and her head was still pressed against his chest!

Wow, so shy!

Miss Angel's face suddenly turned redder. If it was the ripe apple just now, then it felt like a... steam engine? And it was the one that operated at the highest power. Should it be

Will the heat emerge from the top of your head in the next second? Young people can't help but think so.

"Let me down, Linger..."

Yiyeta said in a thin voice as thin as a mosquito and flies, giving people the feeling of being coquettish.

"No." Linge flatly rejected the request, then hugged Yiyeta and walked towards the door: "I said, since you insist on being a useless person, don't blame me for being tough.

The means have been used to treat you. So, opposition is invalid.”

When he arrived at the door, Linge kicked the empty wooden door, connecting the outside world with this small room in an almost rude and unquestionable way. The bright and brilliant sunlight suddenly seemed to be tangible.

Like flowing water, it rushed in, crossed the steps, over the eaves of the door, and then fell on Yiyeta's face. The girl exclaimed in a low voice, covering her cheeks with her hands in panic, as if she was not actually a feather elf

Or something else is like a snowflake, which will melt quickly as soon as it is exposed to the sun.

But the light still stubbornly squeezed through the fingers, sprinkled into the eyes, and gently stroked the pair of crystal-like pupils. They were like having life, attached to the girl's ears and whispered: The outside world is so beautiful

Things under the sun are so prosperous, and even the dust swimming in the light is so energetic. So, why lock yourself in a small cage?

Iyeta looked at Linge through his fingers and found that he was only concerned about walking forward, walking down the steps, crossing the ridges, and carefully advancing along the paths in the flower fields to avoid stepping on those that had just bloomed, fragile but

The beautiful flowers didn't notice the movement here at all. They spoke in a low voice and answered their questions: "Because I'm scared."

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid.

Small, warm, light elves that may disappear at any time but may reappear at any time, tell the girl this way: We are by your side, and he is by your side, what else do you have to be afraid of?

Yiyeta looked down: But what if one day I will lose him? Just like losing other companions?

At this time, she couldn't help but think of the girl who cried and said goodbye to them in the distant universe, and the villagers of Avignon Village. The memories were traced forward, and then the memories were remembered by the sea when she first saw the sea.

The whale group they met eventually left her. Although everyone told her that this was not the reason for the curse, the girl also did not return to the cage because of guilt, but because of fear, she was so scared that she would put the cage that had passed.

Treat it as the last protective shell.

They all have to leave.

But the elves of light cheered and leaped, saying to her: Everything in this world will eventually leave you, and we will leave soon. But if this is the case, you will regret it.

Did their encounter?

I did think about it.

Yiyeta whispered: Is it better not to meet everyone at that time?

That's just what you think, why don't you ask everyone what they think?

But maybe they were just to comfort me? Iyeta wanted to ask again, but the elves laughed and disappeared without warning, without farewell. Perhaps as they said, something in this world,
To be continued...