"Well, but I heard that there seems to be a Miss Wood who has had a good time with you, and seems to have helped you." The instant soup was ready, and the farmer's beer diluted a large part of the vegetables and the fishy smell of the earth after they were cooked, and the man took it up and drank it without hesitation, and in a short time he saw the bottom.

"Oh, help." The boy muttered, "What a help." ”

"Huh?"

"If this Miss Wood, when I fall, instead of carrying my clothes like a poor helpless little chick, gently lifts me up and pulls me up from the running herd. I would be grateful to her. Alex said very seriously, his fingers crossed and pressed down unconsciously, "Of course, if she usually exercises every day, especially recently when she suddenly became interested in swordsmanship and swings a wooden stick around, I will be more grateful to her for paying attention to the people around her." ”

"It sounds like this Miss Wood is a very energetic and lovely girl." Edmund groaned.

"No—Uncle Edmund, she's my nightmare." He whispered in pain, "I've really had enough of her all these years. ”

"Alec, that's not what a gentleman should say to a lady." The man tilted his head to look at him, smiled and winked again.

"Yes, I know, but—you can't imagine any lady with the power she has? She could lift me up! He squeezed the words out between his teeth, hatefully, "This is simply rude! ”

He would never admit that compared to his current weakness, damn it, how much he envied her strength!

"Haha. Alec. You're a girl now. After all, it was a teenager's heart, Edmund still saw a seven, seven, eighty, eight, ”

The clear waters of the lake reflect the blue sky and dense woods, purple irises bloom one after another on the roadside, and the neat and wide road leads to the castle's tower gate, on which white doves are flying.

Inside the manor is the exquisite castle, the buildings are scattered, green vines and white roses are dotted among them, the stones on it are also polished, the architect casts a high tower top, and those allegorical sculpture reliefs, which look quaint and atmospheric in the beautiful scenery.

On the grass.

The tall fifteen-year-old boy was lying on his side, his body slightly curled, his elbows on the ground, the corners of his special knight's uniform were a little worn, and there was a very conspicuous red mark on his face, as if he had been beaten. It's just that there is not the slightest irritation on his face, but his eyes are shining, and he is a little excited and impatient.

"Come again!" The young man's voice was a little hoarse and low, but this did not diminish his eagerness.

"Are you sure?" The girl was also dressed as a knight, and her figure became taller and more graceful, her ponytail was tied high, and she looked at the boy with her eyes slightly down.

"Sure!" The young man landed on the ground with a convenient movement, patted the ash on his hands, and compared the posture, his eyes looked at the girl who was on guard, squinting slightly, full of persecution and vigilance.

I can't tell who attacked first, but in the next second, both of them were tearing together as fiercely as hunting leopards, and in less than five seconds, the girl tightly wrapped one hand around his elbow, and one foot against his foot, gritted her teeth and picked up the clothes on the young man's waist, and threw the young man to the ground again with a flip.

This time it's a little bigger.

The girl propped up her knees, panting slightly, her face, which had always been expressionless, was more smiling and provocative this time, and raised her eyebrows, "Are you still coming?" ”

The young man covered his head, his eyes were empty for a while, and when he heard the words, he subconsciously wanted to get up again.

"Come!" He gritted his back molars, holding back a fierce force.

"David, Annie." A gentle female voice in the back called, full of disapproval.

"Aunt Felder." An Ningning's face froze, and she turned around very quickly, calling sweetly.

Mrs. Felder smiled kindly, beckoned her to her with pity, wiped the dirt from her face with a handkerchief, and glanced at her son reproachfully without leaving a trace.

"Mother." David also got up and came over.

"David, how many times have you said that as a little earl, it is not a decent thing to always go to a lady to practice martial arts." Mrs. Felder said, glancing at their dresses again, helplessly, "Of course, I deliberately asked my subordinates to make this suit for you, not so that you can spend your energy here, but to practice riding and prepare for next month's knightly election." ”

Mrs. Felder swept her gaze, and someone who was a lady immediately showed a proper (business) smile, and after getting a satisfied nod, sure enough, the next second, when she saw David, who was completely absent-minded, exploded.

"David!" She raised her voice, "I know that the status of this knight is not important to you as a hereditary knighthood, but it is a tradition, whether it is the descendants of those peasants or other lords of this county, as long as they are old, they will participate in this knightly election every three years. It's an honor, David. ”

"I don't want you to be worse than the others."

Sure enough, as a mother, she already knew her son's virtues very well, as soon as this sentence came out, seeing that the young man almost immediately ignited his fighting spirit, Mrs. Felder eyebrows and eyes had a faint fine line, and said with a smile, "Okay, if you want to now, maybe you can clean yourself up a little, and then vent your excessive energy?" ”

"Could it be that other villages are in trouble with the peasants under our jurisdiction?" David's eyes flashed with interest. He can only deal with such things at his current age, but I have to say that with the presence of Anne in the past few years, he simply loves this activity.

Yes, events!

Hearing the impatience in the boy's tone, and looking at the girl's hand that was about to clench her fist, Mrs. Felder's smile was a little uncontrollable.

"No, it's just that Mrs. Sharp, who came as a guest, said that her Arlie has gone somewhere, and wants to trouble you to find it. I agreed for you, after all, you and Ali have always had a good time, haven't they? ”

David shrugged noncommittally.

And An Ningning's smile was gradually disappearing, and finally became completely cold.

Oh, Ally.

- Is it the Alex who can't eat fat, and is pretentious that she wants to grow meat and is full of strength, and she will always be inferior to her in the mouths of boys?

Hum! Hypocrisy!

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