I don't know why, every time I come to the back garden, I have a ridiculous feeling, the back garden that should be set against the front yard with green leaves, from the moment I moved in, has been occupied by an unknown building similar to the shape of a space moving fortress, completely designed for width and spaciousness, as if to install a little more things, occupying 90% of the area of the entire back garden, but the appearance has no aesthetic sense of eccentric building, how to describe this abruptness? At this moment, I was speechless as if I had suddenly seen a Gundam-shaped terracotta warrior inside when I visited the Terracotta Army.

If the original design of the villa should have been given full marks, the appearance of this weird mobile fortress version of the building has at least deducted more than 90 points, so whenever I walk in the yard, I avoid going to the back garden, and every time I go out, I try not to look back, and every time I come back, I put my head down.

He even once ran to Ryan's house, and he asked: Is there a big chimney behind your house? Although I understand that 120% of this sentence is a sneer for the old disrespect, at least it also shows that it is famous in the nearby residential area.

"Buckle-"

It was my first time here, and I was knocking on the wooden door, and I was now, compared to the huge "Moving Fortress", the door that was the only entrance was small, and it was almost tailor-made for Morissa's petite figure, didn't she plan to grow any longer? And the whole house only has a small window on the second floor, and it is tightly surrounded by iron bars, and those who don't know think that this is a prison cell for the maids, and I am abusing my own maid.

Waited, waited, waited. Seeing that no one responded, I tried to push it, and it turned on, oops, this is not good, how can you not lock the door at night, I don't know if there is a strange uncle in this neighborhood at night? Anyway, you can be regarded as the flower of Lugoin. I shook my head as I pushed open the thick, heavy ironwood door. Bow your head and "drill" into it.

High, narrow, many.

Just stepped inside. I couldn't take my eyes off. Inside and outside the door, it was as if there were two completely different worlds, and rows of oppressive bookshelves lined up from the door to both sides. There is only a small path between the bookshelves and the bookshelves, and when you look up at the bookshelves that reach the roof four or five meters high, you seem to have your eyes bent like this house.

The shelves were undoubtedly filled with books of all kinds, and the air was filled with a mixture of hides, paper, and wood. The smell that can only be smelled in a library in a historic place, and the narrow line of sight that is close to the eye socket makes people feel that they can't breathe, and if I stay in this kind of place, I won't have to have a nervous breakdown for three days.

Turning sideways with difficulty, constantly shuttling back and forth between the bookshelves, I muttered to myself that I should not be lost here with the nature of my road idiot. If you want to open a portal to escape because of this. Then don't think about raising your head and being a man again in this life.

Luckily, the villa's back garden is so small that this quirky circular building is far less elusive than the Forgotten Tower of the Black Wasteland. After a while, I found the entrance to the second floor, a simple wooden staircase as petite as Princess Sanwu. After stepping up the stairs, a wooden door was blocked in front again, and with a gentle push, the door was still unlocked. Lin Lei

It's said that the sense of defense should be stronger.,Although you have the strength of a mercenary.,But what if the night attack is a strange uncle who has the strength to change jobs? For example, like me, ......, cough cough ......, of course, this is definitely not something I accidentally blurted out, I'm not Lolicon, it's just a very pure example, uh-huh, ......!!

Although there are still a lot of bookshelves on the second floor, it is not as urgent as the first floor, the sight is quite wide, the iron bar of the window is open, and the cool breeze blowing slowly caresses the beautiful curtains, to a bit of freehand feeling, fortunately, to be honest, when I see the first floor, I am still a little worried about whether her character has been distorted.

Morissa's nest is in the middle of the room on the second floor, surrounded by a circle of circular bookshelves, as if deliberately putting herself in a sea of books, only when you see the luxurious and comfortable white soft bed, you will remember that she was also a princess, presumably this bed is also one of the few daily necessities she brought directly from the palace.

In addition, there was only a gold-inlaid wooden cabinet beside the bed, revealing a quaint atmosphere, on which was placed a small cup, a stack of white paper, a pen holder, on which were inserted a dozen quills of different sizes, and a bright magic lamp, which was almost like the decoration of a poor literati writer during the revolutionary period, and the simple did not look like a princess at all, no, even the maids of small families were probably better.

At this moment, our little princess is sinking her body into the soft bed, lying on the pillow, looking intently at a book with no unknown name, her body has changed from her usual close-fitting snow-white robe and bun head scarf, but has changed into a slightly thin delicate pajamas, the long black drape is sprinkled on the bed, the seductive white calves are raised high, and she looks unsuspecting, even the footsteps that I did not deliberately hide did not appear, I really don't know how she passed the guò mercenary test, is it because she is a princess, Even God is open?

I wanted to play a little trick on her and let her understand the sinister nature of the world, but when I saw the pair of calves that kept kicking the bed, I immediately realized that her current mood was definitely not as quiet as it came out, and I am afraid that she was still particularly angry at the teasing that Sister Sharna had just made.

So, I just stepped forward, leaned down, and reached out and rubbed her little head back and forth.

"Are you reading, our little princess?"

Looking back, it is a face that is completely different from the face that usually can't see any expression, the most conspicuous thing is the original pair of bright yellow eyes as big as cartoons, which are as red as rabbits at the moment, which can make the three-no princess, who is not good at showing her feelings, show such a significant affection, it seems that Sister Sharna's behavior is not only annoying her, it is simply to the point of gritting her teeth.

"Nothing."

After taking a look. She immediately turned around and didn't dump me, but her eyes were obviously no longer in the book, and she said, "I'm very angry now, you hurry up and comfort me, do everything you can to please me and make me happy!" ".

Eh, comforting? That's not something I'm good at, and although I can think of dozens of ways in an instant, I don't know where to start if I really want to speak.

So. I could only keep rubbing her little head and try my best to keep stroking it gently, but it was surprising. Such an effect seems to be more effective than any comforting words. Her expression was gradually returning to indifference, and her red pupils had dimmed again, and she had lost her life—don't get me wrong. That's what she's most normal to be.

Although the love slowly calmed down, she still tilted her head and kept coming up, like a kitten who likes to be caressed, constantly rubbing along with the movements of my hands, at this moment. She suddenly turned her head and looked at me suspiciously.

Master......? You are...... When will you come to ......? ”

I guess it's been about twenty minutes since I stepped through the door, and about eight minutes since I got to the second floor, well, that's it. After all, you have a weak sense of prevention. I didn't get closer, understandably. But it's been six minutes since our first conversation, and more than five minutes have been with your hands on your head......

I just want to ask what your reactive nerve is made of, an insulator?

For some reason, I suddenly had the urge to pull her soft face to both sides like I did when I was naughty and mischievous, and considering that the relationship between them was not good enough after all, I inhaled, exhaled, and repeated it three times, and finally suppressed it.

Huh?

Calm down, but I suddenly felt that this little Lori just now seemed to have subtly added some prefix words in front of my title, is it my hallucination?

"It's nothing, I'm just coming up and looking, that's all."

I replied with a lot of questions in my mind, and with some curiosity I leaned in to see what she was reading, and I was so engrossed that I didn't even notice that I was so close.

Morissa didn't seem shy about me probing her*, and when she turned over, she snapped the book on the bedside shut, revealing the cover.

With her movements, a plausible jasmine fragrance rushed to her face, women are like flowers, and beautiful women have their own unique floral fragrance, and the old saying that smelling fragrance and knowing beauty is not unreasonable.

But unfortunately, I was not in the mood to taste this unique body fragrance that was completely different from Sarah's and theirs, but it was just as tempting, because I saw the cover again, which was full of words that filled the whole cover.

"Can't you read a normal book?" At the moment, there are no words to describe the devastation on my face.

"Normal...... Book? Morissa muttered suspiciously, as if she didn't understand: "This is a very normal book." ”

She emphatically held up the cover of the book and placed it in front of me, pointing to the title of the book in a very serious tone.

"Normal fart, it's the story of young and strong viscounts and handmaidens and sexy and charming countesses and knights." I snatched the book from her hand.

"Huh?" I guessed wrong, is she really reading a serious book? I read the title of the book word for word.

"Defend your own paradise and teach you how to drive away the nasty guests—"

Normal fart!!

I glared at Morissa, who looked at me with a little puzzled, and the two of them kept staring at each other......

"Well, you win."

I rubbed my itchy eye sockets, gave in weakly, and stared at the princess of Sanwu, I was wrong, I really even had the wrong anus.

"There should be more, hand it over." I held out my other hand, with the look you look at yourself.

Sure enough, hearing this, Morissa pulled out a very similar book from under her pillow without the slightest hesitation.

"Stabilize your position and teach you how to get rid of the title of rookie."

Look, how serious is the introductory chapter, why does the advanced chapter turn the horns? These two books are definitely not the same work, absolutely!

I immediately "dragon" Yan Dayue, put away the advanced chapter, and returned the introductory chapter to Morissa: "That's right, this kind of talent can be called a normal book, and there are such as doctrines, the Bible, or some travelogue biographies or something, these books can be considered normal." ”

"But......" Morissa looked at me puzzled, pointing to the many bookshelves around her.

"I read these books two years ago."

"Then look at it again." I didn't have the courage to answer.

"It's all in my head, so there's no need for that."

"...... "Damn genius children, I hate geniuses."

"Anyway, try to read some normal books in the future, or your personality will get worse and worse." Without waiting for Morissa, who tilted her head in contemplation, to understand my words, I leaned down and rubbed her head a few more times. "One more thing, you must remember that from tomorrow onwards, don't make Sister Sharna angry again, you know? I think you can also feel that with my sister's strength, if I want to kill you, I won't have time to stop it, don't joke with your own life, okay? ”

After saying that, I naturally flicked it on my forehead and turned away.

Stroking the place where it was bounced, Morissa was motionless for a while, not knowing what she was thinking, and after a long time, she suddenly jumped off the bed with her bare feet, and the petite figure climbed up the ladder like a squirrel, and pulled out a book very similar to the two books just now at the top of the shelf, and then jumped down lightly, and trotted back to bed with the book in her bare feet.

"Count...... Conscience...... Comfort me,......,...... It's early, let's take a look at the ......, after the ultimate chapter......" Powdery puff muttered some vague words, Morissa pulled out the book in her arms, and the title on the cover was-

"Pleasing your own master, teach you how to gain the master's favor of the handmaiden."