Zoe didn't know if it was an illusion, and felt that Vivian was a little different just now. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 But he didn't think about it so much, and he was forced to carry a bucket downstairs again to get hot water.

The innkeeper was dozing off at the counter, and the oil lamp on the counter was swaying by the wind blowing from the window, reflecting the innkeeper's face in a flickering light. It was already late at night, and no one would come back to the hotel, so the innkeeper closed the door of the inn.

Zoe glanced out, and the moon was still hanging in the curtain-like night sky, but the stars around her were slightly dim.

Zoe felt a little sleepy and thought about taking a shower and going to bed. So he went into the hot water room, filled a small half bucket of hot water with a wooden spoon, and prepared to go back to his room.

Just as he stepped up the stairs, there was a knock on the door of the hotel.

Zoe was stunned, and subconsciously stopped, it stands to reason that the gates of Caesar City have been closed at this time, who else will stay in the hotel?

"Bang bang bang, bang."

The people outside the door knocked rhythmically on the wooden door, but the innkeeper had no intention of waking up, just muttered a few words he didn't understand in his sleep, and then changed his position and continued to sleep. Zoe thought for a moment, and the ghost messenger put down the bucket with hot water, walked down, and opened the door.

Then he saw a hooded man bathed in the moonlight.

"Sorry to bother at this time." As he spoke, the man removed his hood, revealing a slightly delicate face, and smiled at Zoe, "I'm just here to find a place to live." ”

Zoe opened her mouth and was about to speak, when suddenly there was a snort in her ears. He looked up behind the man, and saw a tall horse standing in the stable, grinding his hooves and snorting. Zoe's little black donkey was frightened by this uninvited guest and hid in the corner.

It's really unproductive!

Zoe cursed inwardly.

"I'm not the innkeeper, that is." Zoe leaned sideways, allowing the man to see the sleeping innkeeper behind him, "I'm also a guest, I'm just opening the door for you, if you want to stay, it's better to wake him up." ”

"Really? Thank you so much. ”

Zoe shrugged her shoulders and didn't say anything more, taking a few steps back for the man to come in. So the man walked into the hotel, and by the candlelight on the counter, Zoe could see the man more clearly. He was surprised to find that the man was wearing a thick trench coat, covering his whole body, looking a little bloated. You must know that it is only autumn, and the ladies who love beauty are only wearing a single dress when they go out.

Isn't this person hot? Zoe had such doubts flashing through her mind.

In addition to this, the man was carrying a long strip of object on his back, which was tightly wrapped in gray strips of cloth, and it was not known what it was.

The man apparently noticed that Zoe had been staring at him, so he turned his head and looked at Zoe with a smile on his face, "What's wrong?" ”

"No, I just looked at you and felt so hot."

"I'm from the north." "It's cold in there, but it's really hot here." ”

Northern?

Zoe's little heart skipped a beat. When a man speaks of the north, does he mean the north of the Aranthian Empire, or the north of the continent? The northern part of the continent is an extremely cold place, that is, Vivian's hometown, could it be that this man and Vivian are from the same place?

Although she was very curious, Zoe didn't dare to ask directly. Only a fool doesn't know that you're carrying a sword behind you! In Caesar, no one is allowed to carry weapons except the knights of the Church, and you think you can't see it when you wrap it in cloth?

It's no wonder that he only dares to enter the city at night, but how exactly did he enter the city at this time, Zoe is also curious.

"It's good in the north, good night!"

After Zoe made a twist, she went upstairs with a bucket of hot water. He faintly regretted it in his heart, he knew that he wouldn't be nosy, what kind of door to open, how good it would be to go back to the room to sleep.

The man watched Zoe leave, didn't say anything, just shook his head a little puzzled, he didn't quite know why Zoe looked a little afraid of himself, was he terrible?

He thought about it, but couldn't think of a reason, so he gave up, tapped his finger on the counter, and then said to the bewildered innkeeper, "Trouble, I want a single room." ”

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After a refreshing hot bath, Zoe felt a lot more relaxed. After putting on his clothes, he lay down on his bed, stretched his waist so much that he was about to hum out loud.

When he returned, Vivien was asleep in her bed. Her long, fiery red hair was still eye-catching, but it softened a lot in the moonlight that spilled from the window. Since she had just taken a shower, Vivien's skin was more supple than before.

She fell asleep on her side, exposing her little shoulder. The complexion as white as goat's milk made Zoe can't help but peek at it, two eyes, several glances-

I have to admit that no matter how many times I watched it, Vivien was a very beautiful and beautiful girl - no, witch.

Thinking of this, Zoe's heart was a little gloomy. Yes, no matter how beautiful she is, she is still a witch, not an ordinary girl. The difference between the girl and the witch, although there is only one word, is far, far away because of this word.

Zoe stared at Vivien's sleeping pretty face and said to herself, "Is it right or wrong that I saved you?" ”

"My Zoe is a nice guy."

In Zoe's ears, I remembered her mother's whisper a long time ago. He shook his head, shook off those strange thoughts, wiped the tears that slipped from the corners of his eyes, turned his head, and went to sleep.

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