"I'll take care of it, get out!" Zixu said, and a kind of majesty suddenly bloomed on his body.

"Oh, okay." Long Er was shocked by the momentum on Zixu's body, and retreated obediently.

The door slammed and shut.

Ryuuji came back to his senses at this time, hey, is he too obedient? He's a dragon king, how can he be so cowardly!

He was about to push the door theorizing, but found that it seemed that the space was covered with an enchantment, and he couldn't get in!

I'll go! There won't be anything unspeakable going on inside!

Long Er had a playful expression on his face, but sleepiness hit, he thought about it, and also conjured out of the room and went in to lie down.

Well, when the king is full of sleep, he will be a qualified melon eater!

And the blue bell that lay quietly on the ground had disappeared without a trace before they knew it.

Inside the door, Ryuuji thought that there would be something indescribable, and the two were fighting at this time.

Well, it's a real fight, not the kind of fight you think it is.

One of his feet was still bound by vines, and he raised his hand and slashed straight at Zixu.

The boy dodged, raised his hands slightly, and the vines that surrounded him from all sides bound the girl again.

The girl struggled, one hand about to break free, and then Zixu dodged closer, holding her firmly in her arms.

In the end, Sanssouci was tied into a rice dumpling by vines and thrown on the bed.

Zixu let out a long breath, and saw that the green tendons on the girl's face still erupted from time to time.

He pursed his lips and swiped his palm, pouring blood down her throat.

At first, Sanssouci was still struggling, and later, it gradually quieted down.

And Zixu saw that the girl calmed down, and with a wave of her hand, all the vines disappeared in an instant, and the wound in her palm healed quickly.

He gently held the girl in his arms, and repeatedly whispered: "It's okay, I'm here." ”

The boy's face was a little pale, but the tips of his ears were faintly red when he held the girl.

In the morning, when I woke up, I saw a pair of clear eyes, looking at her without blinking.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"Nope." His voice was small and soft, and his pale face was stained with a layer of redness, which made the already over-looking face look even more attractive.

Carefree frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong with the person in front of him.

"No, don't frown." His hand gently caressed the girl's eyebrows, and his voice was soft and pleasant, like a kind of natural cowardice, and his eyes were filled with gentle waves.

"You ......" carefree felt weird, and couldn't say it.

"I like you." He said, blushing to the base of his neck, "Can I kiss you?" ”

Worry-free looked around and saw that they were in a closed room, which should have been a room carved out of the artifact space.

Well, there is no one around, the good-looking little brother Zixu is asking for it again, don't kiss white, don't kiss!

The girl leaned forward and applied the softness.

His eyes widened instantly, as if he hadn't thought of what he had dreamed of, and it came so suddenly, and his inky pupils flashed with a rippling luster.

The soft touch of the girl's lips made his face a little hot, his long and thick eyelashes trembled gently, and his eyes were full of incredulity. However, he liked the sweetness, and soon he sank into the softness.

For a long time, it was not until a hazy layer like autumn mist rose in his eyes that the girl let go of the boy.

And Zixu buried himself in the quilt suddenly, like a shy girl, only revealing a pair of watery eyes, staring at the girl without blinking.