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- A few days later.
The sky is overcast and gray, with a large number of thick clouds getting darker and darker.
By the creek camp, on the sparse dark green grass, there were more than a dozen yellow bamboo trays, containing black bamboo shoots, white insects, animal fur and other sundries, all slightly heated by the sun.
A little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a short black leather skirt and close-fitting leather armor, was quickly folding up all the round bamboo plates and hugging them.
The little girl¡¯s long golden shawl hair was blown to the right by the growing cold wind. Revealing a delicate and beautiful little face, there is a faint black-gray birthmark on the forehead, which is round in shape.
The wind in the forest was getting louder and louder, and the rustling leaves were blown back and forth.
"It's going to rain, hurry up, little Rilla." A man's voice came from the tent behind the girl.
The man was lying at the entrance of the tent, looking at Friela who was busy packing her things, and yawned slightly.
"Hmm so boring"
The man's waist-length dark red hair spreads behind his back. His face is not handsome, but there is a hint of laziness. There is a small black beard on his fair chin. He is the steel man who lay down after Hylia and others left. Angelet sleeping.
In the midst of her busy schedule, Friela turned around and glared at Angele. "Come and help if you're bored!"
"Isn't it you?" Angelet turned over, lying on his back and looking at the sky. "Xiao Ruila, I noticed that your figure is getting better and better recently."
Friela blushed and paused in her tidying up.
The black leather skirt and leather armor she was wearing were both tight-fitting, which she bought when she was 13 years old in town. Now that her body has grown and she still wears her old clothes, it looks even tighter.
The 14-year-old body looks slim and sexy, with slender and round white legs, and the exposed parts are as smooth as white gauze. Her waist was too slender to hold, and her breasts protruded forward to a considerable size, trembling slightly. In addition, her long blond shawl hair falls casually on her shoulders, and her little mouth is often as pink and delicate as a cherry.
At a young age, Friela already has the qualities of a little beauty. As I stood there packing my things, the figures running back and forth made me even more imaginative.
Although Angele looked up at the sky, he glanced at little Frila from the corner of his eye from time to time.
"Your birthmark can be completely eliminated after using the ointment a few times. Remember to add the ointment I gave you when you take a bath." He lazily warned. "You have to know that if you are born with insufficient capital, you will die the day after tomorrow. You can adjust it."
??Looking at Friela, who has bulging front and back, delicate and fair skin. Angelet felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in his heart.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Friela was just an ordinary and pretty little girl, with not very good skin, and a lot of freckles, which naturally became rougher as she grew older. In addition, she also has to practice swordsmanship, and her body curves are becoming more and more imperfect and beautiful. From now on, I will be considered to have an above-average figure and appearance.
However, since leaving the town with Angele, he has intentionally or unintentionally added some potions that can adjust and improve her physical condition to little Friela's diet and life, and occasionally he will light one while she is sleeping. Beneficial medicinal aroma.
Over a period of time, Furila's physical condition improved a lot, from being average to above average, she became a more beautiful and delicate young girl. But it seems that the dosage of the medicine is difficult to control. Friela's physical development seems to be a little beyond her age.
"Don't you realize that you are much more beautiful and cuter now than before? This is all my fault." Angelet said quite proudly.
¡°Being pretty is useless!¡± Friela walked to the door of the carriage holding a large pile of bamboo trays and put them flatly in her arms. "I am a big shot who will become a legendary knight in the future! Sooner or later my body will be covered with the scars of a hero! It's useless to cut through such tender skin with a knife!"
Angelet breathed out speechlessly. "If you don't use bad language when you speak, and your tone is gentle and slow, you will be a perfect beautiful girl."
"It's a pity that he overestimated the attraction of beauty to Friela. He also overestimated the status and image of beautiful women in this era.
"I said it!" Friela strode up to Angele, slightly out of breath. "I am an epic hero who will become a legendary knight in the future!!" She answered angrily with one hand on her hips.
"Sonyou will get married sooner or later" Angelet said helplessly.
"Marrying someone? Marrying someone?" Friela's face was stern. "Forget marrying you. Haven't I already been yours? I was feeling a little uncomfortable in my stomach a few days ago. Am I going to have a baby?"
Angelet¡¯s expression froze.
"What do you mean you're going to have a baby? You guy!!just sleep in theIn a carriage there is not even a quilt to cover the bed. Are you going to give birth to a baby? ! ! "He covered his forehead and didn't know how to spread common sense in this area to the little guy for a while.
"Anyway, who else can I rely on now besides you?" Friela's blue eyes flashed with confusion.
"I heard my mother say that giving birth to a baby is very easy. Just do it when you want to vomit. If you vomit the baby out early, your stomach won't hurt, right?" Friela replied with a blank look on her face.
"What do you mean by vomiting" Angelet took a deep breath. Just about to speak.
"Huh? The weathercock is crooked." Friela suddenly took a few steps forward. He reached out and straightened the copper weathervane hanging above the tent. Her legs in short skirts stood just above Angelet's face.
"I said" Angelet was speechless, "Am I supposed to be tempted by a little girl today after living for so many years?" From his angle, he could clearly see the depths of the little girl's short leather skirt's thighs. "Something will happen if this continues"
He quickly turned over and retreated into the tent, feeling a ball of anger boiling in his heart that he couldn't suppress. In any case, it is impossible for him and Furila. There is a world of difference between a mortal and a blood-sealed person, not to mention the difference in power, but in terms of lifespan.
It has been many years since Angele had touched a woman. He focused all his energy on research and advancement. Even though he saved Furila, he did not have any thoughts about her. Unexpectedly, under the influence of drugs, the little girl Frila's figure was getting closer and closer to adulthood, and she unknowingly had a certain degree of temptation towards him.
"It's really troublesome" Angele took a deep breath. He had always positioned himself as Furilla's elder, and he had an impulse towards the little guy, which made him feel a slight sense of guilt.
"Hey, why are you shrinking back? Haven't you finished speaking yet?" Friela's voice came from outside the tent.
"I'm afraid I might have a bad impulse towards you accidentally." Angelet replied very matter-of-factly.
"Impulsive? I know that. It's something that men have for women, right?" Friela immediately got into the tent and lay down next to Angele. "I don't mind. I heard from my mother that the first time I felt like I was being fucked by a pig. But I didn't feel that way when I slept with you, right?"
Angelet covered his forehead and was extremely helpless.
Boom
There was a sudden burst of thunder outside the tent, and then, with a bang, a raindrop hit the roof of the tent. Then came the second drop, the third dropthe raindrops crackled down intensively, getting louder and louder continuously.
The small tent is just big enough for two people. There is a closed entrance and exit like a zipper. Below the spire is a rectangular shape, with a gray-white bed inside, some clothes and books on the side, and a small square window. Inlaid with sealed glass, you can see the outside scene from the inside.
Angelet closed the zipper with his backhand to prevent raindrops from splashing in. When I went to see Furila again, the little guy had fallen asleep, with his limbs spread out, not at all like a girl sleeping.
Carefully covering her with a thin quilt, Angelet suddenly recalled that he had dealt with such a child before. He found that he always liked to live a pure drinking life as a child. There was no burden, no calculation and caution, and everything was so relaxed.
Time passes quietly. The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier.
A flash of electric light flashed through the tent window, blue and white, instantly illuminating the somewhat dark tent.
Angele noticed that Friela's eyes slowly opened at some point, and she was looking at him blankly. Apparently he was awakened by lightning.
"Green"
"Huh?" Angelet straightened up. Sitting cross-legged at the window, looking at the pouring rain outside. The forest could not be seen clearly, completely submerged in the gray rain curtain.
"Why did you save me?" Friela has followed Angele for so many convoys, and she has matured a lot.
"Why did I save you? I can't answer you this question." Angelet looked out the window and suddenly recalled Weiwei in the town, and felt a little like Ou Ming in his heart.
Friela also straightened up. "I didn't understand it before, but then a sister told me some stories. I compared it with myself and found that I understood a lot." She paused and continued, "You can't settle down because I can only run around. Now We can only live in the forest. Although we are very lucky and have not encountered any powerful beasts. But why are you doing this? "
She looked out the window blankly and lowered her voice: "I can't repay you, you know."
"You are a child laborer I hired. You work for me and I give you food and accommodation. Isn't it a fair deal?" Angelet smiled, "Has the little guy learned to pretend to be serious?"
talkBefore he finished speaking, Angele suddenly felt a tight and elastic petite body pressing on his back. The little guy hugged him gently from behind and rested his head on his shoulder.
"Don't think I don't understand anything." Friela whispered, "It's mentioned in the novel." Her warm body pressed against Angelet's back. His face was pink, and his eyes were so watery that they were almost dripping with water.
"Little guy" Angelet pulled Fury over with his backhand. "You're still young, don't decide everything about yourself so hastily" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw the tears silently flowing down Furila's face, and was stunned.
"I have nothing leftonly youonly you" Friela cried, her voice choked with helplessness and confusion.
She was afraid, afraid of the increasingly mysterious image of the young man in front of her. She originally thought he was just a simple second-hand pawn shop owner in the town. Then she left the town with him and came into contact with various other people. Only then did she realize that the truth was far from being as simple as she knew.
Later, I came into contact with Hylia Cynthia and others, and saw his powerful and almost miraculous treatment methods. Friela finally realized that she had never understood this seemingly lazy pawnbroker from the beginning.
Accompanying this sense of mystery is the distance that is getting farther and farther. It is obviously close at hand, but it gives her a feeling of being out of reach.
Many times at night, she would be awakened by nightmares, alone and helpless, standing in the darkness with no horizon. The desperate loneliness made her mature faster and faster.
She was afraid. She was afraid that one day when she woke up, Angele in the camp would disappear suddenly and mysteriously, silently, as if he had never appeared from the beginning.
"Okay, be good" Angelet gently held the little guy in his arms and slowly stroked her hair. "I'm right by your side right by your side" Looking at Friela's little face, the childishness was mixed with a little maturity, vaguely overlapping with the other two faces in her memory.
Tired from crying, Friela slowly fell asleep in his arms.
Angelet looked at the pouring rain outside the window and fell into deep thought for a while. (To be continued) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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