Wait for Artoria to put her hand down. The little guy immediately looked like a machine with no power out. Ahh Oh? Unexpected alertness! Artoria looked confused. I lifted the little ghost, who had slept darkly, out of my arms and rubbed it over her softest face.

Well, she won't wake up, she won't wake up, and even this kind of Cheng dù's rubbing and deformation didn't wake her up.

"Haha, hey, cold day, cold blue, woohoohoo"

In his sleep, a little ghost who was rubbing his face *. It seems that he has had some subtle dream, and his brow is furrowed. Then he let go, and then drooled, and dreamed in a voice that was so delicate that people couldn't wait to pity him in his arms and rub it constantly.

"Fan, she just seemed to be stupid, but I can't understand the hello in front and the whines in the back, I'm really ashamed."

Artoria thought about the film, and told me with a stern face.

No, I don't think you need to go through the clinic for me. With my familiarity with this stupid saintess, even if I cover my ears and look at her sleeping stupid sleeping face, I can read the language from the one and the other of the thin cherry lips.

The subtle feeling was complained about by Artoria once, and I was in a bad mood

By the way, "Hello Woo Woo is a pure dream sound, a bit like what we often call a trick starter" Woo Woo Woo is the giggle of this little ghost, from the volume and tone of the voice. Combined with the expression on his sleeping face during the whole process, I have reason to judge that there is a more than 80% chance that this little guy is having a good dream of stomping me under his feet and letting out a queenly laugh after some hard fighting.

After turning Ze over, I felt that I was complained about by the little ghost and myself who would translate those stupid words at the same time, and I was even more unhappy

Although I'm usually used to being scolded by the little ghost, I'm used to it to even stepping on the edge of the dangerous cliff of "I won't feel comfortable if I don't get scolded for a day", but now in front of Artoria, and being turned over by her, it still annoys me a little,

Really, didn't she be advised several times to be modest and subtle when she went out to speak? So even if I'm really stupid, I have to use the terrifying rounding method that can make people's gratuitous sense of existence weaken or even disappear out of thin air. To get a mortal level, well, it might be a bit difficult for this stupid ghost to use such advanced mathematical skills, but

But subtlety will always be! At least it's good to say I'm you, at least most people don't understand what that means, bastard!!

With a black face, I looked at the sleeping mess, the sleeping face of the little guy with its incomparable fragrance, and my heart was even more unbalanced.

If you can't forgive, just use the punishment method I have researched to teach her to shave her.

Looking left and right, I immediately found the crime tool A, took a glass of water from the bedside table, and then used the terrifying crime tool B to use a straw like this, and used advanced techniques like this to use the strong part of B**A's body. Fit complete!!

The complete body crime tool has appeared a necessary nose killer to make people drown in their sleep, hahaha

Shrouded in an eerie atmosphere, I brought the cup with the straw in front of the ghost. "Poof", straw another section of ** inside one of her nostrils, and then press the other one.

"Exhale"

The water in the cup bubbles, which is very good, and the practicality of the equipment is tested and the quality is reached

"Squish"

The most anticipated moment appeared, oh oh oh, appeared, the little ghost appeared, and the sleeping face began to show the pain and panic expression of the drowning man.

After a few seconds, the hands of the whining and screaming little ghost began to dance unconsciously wildly. The two little legs kept kicking, like those drowning people who struggle in vain in the water.

After more than ten seconds, it seemed that he was finally tired. The mouth made a "gurgling" swallowing sound, and the pale little hand trembled and kept grabbing the top of the head, which seemed to be slowly sinking.

Then the limbs were limp and put down. His expression gradually became calmer.

"Slap", at this moment, the water cup in his hand was snatched away, and when he raised his head, Artoria, who was holding the water glass, looked over with a frown.

"Whoever bullies others will one day be bullied by others."

No, I've been bullied a lot by this little ghost. You should have said that to her.

I secretly complained in my heart, of course, it is impossible to say this to Artoria, how shameless.

But then "the ghost woke up faintly, and I shouted that Artoria had snatched it in time, and if it had been a little later, when she found out that I was the perpetrator, there would have been many more teeth marks on my body."

"Woo Bufan, I'm having a nightmare."

The little ghost looked at me pitifully, silver eyes that shone brighter than the stars in the sky and the most beautiful diamonds in the world. flickering with grievances, it is said that it is as pitiful as it is.

"Well, my little saint, this is just a dream, with me."

I snickered and comforted, and I saw that Artoria was about to stop talking, as if she wanted to complain that she was having nightmares because of me as a little ghost.

"Hmm."

The little saint girl sought a sense of security, kept rubbing coquettishly in my arms, answered softly in a delicate nasal voice, and then murmured.

"I dreamed of trampling Xiaofan under my feet. Put on a collar and lead you around the camp to say hello to little Veras, Sarah, and Linya. Xiao Fan was still playing with Leona, and he was very happy to flutter butterflies in the flowers, so good, but the whole world suddenly collapsed, stepped on the air, and fell into the water inexplicably. Woo."

It's not good at all, bastard! Not happy at all, bastard! Why do I have to be put on a factor?! Why do I have to play with a dead dog?! Why do I have to fight butterflies?! What the hell have I become in your dreams, asshole!!

Before I could have a seizure, the stupid ghost slowed down and fell asleep again.

Looking up helplessly, Artoria looked. Her expression was also quite sluggish, and after thinking about it, she said to me very solemnly.

"It's not right to bully her, though. Fan, it's really hard for you. ”

Confidant!! Sitian Yuan made me cry, everyone saw the Shun Yin of my raising this ghost girl, how do you know the bitterness behind the being complained about, being poisoned by the tongue, being bitten by the teeth, and being knocked away?

With a soft sigh, I took a bite on the pretty face that fluttered red, and then held the little ghost that was also restless in my dreams in my arms, and I looked up again and looked at Artoria with some confusion.

"Artoria, it seems, you seem, you seem to be very fond of Alice."

Stunned by my question, Artoria closed her eyes and thought for a moment, then reopened them, smiled and nodded, her gentle gaze falling on the little ghost in her arms.

"That's true, this girl gives me a feeling, like"

After a pause, she looked at the little ghost very seriously, and confirmed it again before she said with great certainty.

"It's like a crystal tree, full of warmth, full of light."

"The Crystal Tree?"

A little stupidly looked at Artoria, then at the little one in his arms, and finally raised his head, as if his gaze was about to pass through the wall and the crystal tree in front of him.

Alice, similar to the Crystal Tree?!!

I began to compare the shape, the big function, and so on, and finally suddenly remembered something, and clapped my palm.

"I see."

Giving Aalto a smug thumbs up, I was sure of the answer.

"Because both glow, I'm right, Artoria."

Artoria:

"Okay, it's getting late, go to bed early, and we'll have to deal with those guys tomorrow."

Look at the time, being troubled by the little ghost like this. It's been more than an hour, and with her, I can't do anything bad tonight.

Artoria nodded, got out of bed and went into the room, and after a while, took a shower and walked out of it in a plain nightgown.

It's a pity, if Artoria had known that she was going to take a shower and change clothes, it would be good to go in and take a mandarin duck bath together, presumably she wouldn't refuse.

I muttered with remorse in my heart. I was about to take a shower and change my clothes, but I found that I was being held tightly by the little ghost in a delicate position. I can't break away, and if I want to go, it's not impossible, so let's drag it together.

Forget it, although I didn't take a mandarin duck bath with this stupid saint, but in front of the untrained Artoria, and Gu was also my wedding night with her, how bad the impact was.

In the end, I gave up the idea of taking a bath, and helplessly slept on the bed with the delicate body of the little ghost. And Artoria, who exudes the fresh smell of bathing, sleeps on the other side, one left and one right, and it is not too much to say that she is hugging left and right.

It's just that why do tears keep welling up in my eyes?

The next morning, when she woke up, her left hand was empty, and Artoria, who was sleeping outside, had already gotten up, and on the other side, you didn't need to think to guess that it was strange that this ghost pig could get up earlier than herself.

As a result, the facts once again proved the importance of the brain, groped to the right, the palm of the hand touched something soft, and when I looked back, it was indeed the little ghost, and my palm was just grasping the two plump and smooth soft flesh on her chest, and I grabbed it lightly, and through the thin priest's cloth, the five fingers seemed to be about to sink into it, and there was an amazing softness and elasticity, at the same time. The sleeping little guy also made a sound**.

Just as I was moved to press the sleeping little saint underneath and was about to do something, the sound of footsteps outside made me give up this idea.

Sure enough, just as I thought, these guys came to make trouble, and there was more than one person.

Listening to the footsteps of those who deliberately put on weight and disturbed their own good deeds, I secretly said in my heart.

After a while, a large group of people rushed up, and as expected, the one who walked in the front was indeed the little fox with his head up, his tail flicking, and always a proud look.

Behind her, Coote, White Wolf, Tia. Beya, the old drunkard, Muradin, and even the prince of smirks are here.

The little fox rushed in with the smell of gunpowder and immediately looked the room up and down with a suspicious gaze. Then it landed on me and the little ghost on the bed. When he saw the little ghost, his expression seemed to be stunned, and then as if he thought of something, he smiled smugly and came up with his tail cocked.

"Hmph, you luminous body, you can play a little role once in a while."

looked at the little ghost who was still sleeping with a condescending gaze, and the little fox praised the other party for a rare time, which may be her as a natural enemy. The first and last time the little ghost also said

Decide.

The little ghost in his arms who couldn't move seemed to wake up because he smelled the breath of natural enemies, rubbing his eyes, and subconsciously stretched his waist. As a result, a nosebleed scene appeared, and a small hand stretched out by a ghost just grabbed the chest of the little fox that poked its upper body over.

It feels very good, I looked at the little ghost's hand with some envy, and thought to myself.

In this way, the girls I know seem to have their own characteristics and personalities. There are also physical, such as Veras, whose shy personality will always make people can't help but bully again and again.

Sarah doesn't need to explain much.,The attributes of Lori's poor breasts are well known.,If you don't have a princess.,It's okay.,Probably if you say that.,Sister Sharna is the attribute.。

As for Linya, I'm afraid I don't need to say more about her characteristics, that seems to be a growing breasts, but it carries the resentment of many women on it, and the little ghost's characteristic is that her face is so soft that people can't help but rub it again and again.

And the feature of the little fox in front of her is her round, perfectly curved buttocks. In fact, I've been thinking for a long time, could it be that the big tail on the ** moves too often to exercise such a perfect buttocks?

Well, let's get back to the scene at hand.

It didn't seem to have expected to be attacked by his natural enemy, and the little fox was stunned for a moment, and at this moment, the little ghost came to his senses and his eyes fell on the little fox. He looked at his own little hand that was clutching at her chest.

Then, with a gentle grip and a flick, I was close at hand, taking in the scene that made the man's blood gush, and when I was sighing at the amazing elasticity of the little fox's chest, there was a ghostly laugh in my arms.

"Puff, fox, don't you admit it?"

Sneering, he withdrew his little hand and used his thumb and forefinger to compare the length of about an episode of meters, and the little ghost proudly plumped up his chest.

"That's so much smaller than me, there's nothing wrong with that."

The face turned from red to white, and then to the little fox that turned black. After a moment of froze, it suddenly erupted.

"Ahhhh?!!h

"Hmph, are you angry? It's so ugly, the way you look now. Not to be outdone, the little ghost gestured with his fist and rushed in the face.

Then, with the noise of the two holy maidens, a crackling noise rang out from inside the room.