The young man looked at the girl in front of him with a smile on his face, and the nameless anger in his heart finally disappeared. He was a man who was rarely angry, but he did feel the slight anger clearly, the moment Miss Andreina raised her hand.

Therefore, at that time, he was just passing by, but he jumped off the back of the dragon and took her away from the cusp.

He knew her, and he knew that she was the person His Highness put at the top of his heart, but ...... He seemed to be touched by her emotions that shouldn't have been touched.

This is so undeserved, this is not like him, the word love at first sight is really not suitable for him as a person with little desire.

He also clearly knew that he didn't fall in love with the stupid little girl in front of him at first sight, but...... What was the deal with this emotion that caught him off guard?

He felt a momentary throbbing pain in his heart on the Wyvern before, but now, standing with her so closely, his heart seemed to be filled with honey, sweet and full.

Could this girl ...... Does it have something to do with the memories he lost?

But it doesn't matter anymore. It only took a moment for the young man to determine his love for the girl in front of him, what about Her Highness? He wasn't intimidated at all.

The boy smiled even brighter. At the same time, slender fingers slipped over the breasts of the coat one by one, and between the pure black coat and the white buttons, the well-trimmed nails shimmered with a faint shimmer, which looked unusually good.

"Hey, hey! You suddenly undressed...... Not! Before he finished speaking, the warmth suddenly spread from his body.

Archhumia looked in amazement at the young man who suddenly knelt down in front of him, the silver-white mask on the boy's face refracted a hazy light in the moonlight, and this light was reflected in his black and pure eyes, blurring a dreamlike beauty.

At the moment, he was not looking at her, but at his own hands. The warmth that Archhumia felt also came from his movements, and he was carefully putting on his coat for Ashumia.

Fingers slipped from the last clasp, and the boy stood up, he was so long, standing so close together, Archhumia had to look up at him, "Thank you." She whispered.

The young man's lips rose in a nice arc again, he half-squatted down again, took the girl's small hand hidden in the long cuffs, he lowered his head, and landed a soft kiss on the back of the white hand, "No thanks." So, can I take you away now? My girl. ”

"No, you can't!" Archimia was startled, from his tone, she didn't feel a hint of joke, the boy said so, he thought so, he really wanted to take her away! Even if he didn't use force, what else could it be if it wasn't kidnapping?

The soft, numb touch from the boy was still on the back of his hand, and Ashumia pursed her lips and forcibly withdrew her hand, turning and running away in a hurry under the boy's smiling gaze.

But where can she escape?

Arshumia looked up, and her gaze was not the quiet moonlight, but the snow-white shirt of the teenager that reflected the moonlight.

She was taken into the arms of the young man, the faint fragrance of orchids lingered on the tip of her nose, and the young man's hoarse voice slowly fell, with a smile and a faint doting, "You can refuse, but you have to tell me the reason." ”

Arshumia panicked, the boy's chest warm but hard, making her want to push away, but she didn't dare to push away. "I ...... There are still relatives at home waiting for me to return. The temperature from the boy's chest made Archumia stiff, and she paused, not knowing whether her thoughts were broken, or whether she was speechless by the boy's body temperature, and after a long time, she continued to add, "If I leave like this, my family will be worried." She's very old, and I don't want her to worry. I have to go back. ”

"Well, it's justified." The young man sighed helplessly, she did look very determined. And, according to their original plan, she should have left here in two years and entered their world. He was indeed too radical.

The boy slowly let go of the hand holding Ashimia, and his voice was hoarse and soft, "Where is home?" I'll send you back and meet your relatives by the way. ”

"Huh?" Arshumia didn't react for a while, the young man in front of her actually let her go so easily?

"If you have time to be in a daze, it's better to hold me tight first." In the next second, the young man's smiling voice dissipated in the wind. The harsh wind lifted Archemia's long hair, and along with the wind came a subtle sense of weightlessness.

Ashumia was startled. The scene in front of her changed sometimes, and the young man who was still standing firmly before was actually lying under her at this moment.

The boy was indeed lying on his side under Archumia, because in the last second, the boy had jumped from the top of the tallest building in the town with Ashhimia in his arms, and at this moment, the two of them were rapidly falling in the air.

The boy seemed to be acquainted with this terrible situation, and he lay in the wind with grace and ease as if he were lying on his own bed.

The slightly long black hair was blown messy, and between the flying strands of hair, it was outlined that the boy's almost perfect side face. The silver-white mask reflected a soft silver luster in the moonlight, and underneath this luster were the young man's starry inky pupils, and he looked straight at Archhimia, the light flowing in his pupils more beautiful and dreamy than the moonlight.

"Yikes!" Ashumia screamed in fright, what was going on, obviously the two of them were standing on the ground just now, why was it that in the blink of an eye, they were in the air? Now, she could even feel the wind pouring in from the oversized black robe, taking away the temperature of her whole body bit by bit.

It's a terrible feeling!

Ashumia's already painted pale face was even whiter, and there was no other thought in her mind, so she hurriedly followed the young man's words and hugged the young man's neck tightly.

"That's good." The boy reached out and put his arm around Ashumia's petite body, and touched the top of Ashumia's soft hair as if comfortingly, "Go home, my girl." ”

A strange wind blew violently, and black monsters flew from the full moon, their huge wings tearing through the air and making a loud hunting noise. He swooped down from the sky, steadily catching the rapidly falling boy and Archumia.

Arshumia had seen this dragon, and it was from the dragon's back that the young man had come with the wind when he was at the castle lord's house.

But...... That's a dragon's tooth! Dragons flying in the sky! And now, I'm sitting on the head of the monster called the dragon!

Archhumia stiffly grasped a protruding scale on the dragon's skull, the dragon's scales felt much better than she thought, it had a metallic cold and hard texture, but the surface was very smooth, as if it had been neatly cut out by a sharp blade according to the rules.

But is that any comfort? Not at all!

The night scene blurred into a deep blue as the dragon moved at high speed, and from one end to the other, it seemed like there was no end.

Her heart was beating in fear, and her fingers were stiffened by the oncoming wind, but she didn't even dare to put her hand to her lips to warm it. She felt like she was going to fall off the dragon's head at any moment if she didn't hold on to anything.

She almost wanted to cry without tears, but really, with the speed of the dragon, even if she could cry, the tears would not be left down her cheeks, but would be blown away by the wind directly from the corners of her eyes and sprinkled into the air.

It was a nightmarish experience.

"Aren't you cold standing in the wind like this?" The boy who was casually leaning on the dragon's horns suddenly let out a hoarse voice, "Wouldn't it be better to catch me than that scale?" My girl. ”

"No, I'm fine." Arshumia moved her frozen stiff fingers and shouted at the young man behind her, the wind around her was so loud that she had to shout to communicate. God knows what kind of magic the boy used, and he seemed to speak with ease, but the voice that reached her ears was unusually clear, unaffected by the wind.

The boy was silent.

"My clothes are for you, and I'm cold. Shall we lean together to keep warm? After a while, the young man spoke out again as if tempted, and under the mask, the deep and pure eyes sparkled, "The wind here will be much lighter than yours." ”

Ashemia puffed out a sigh, "Shut up! If you're cold, come and take your clothes away! I'm not going to rob you of your clothes! ”

The boy laughed out loud, "Okay, okay, I'll go." He said with a smile.

With that, he stood up in the wind and walked quickly to Archumia, who looked up at him a little nervously, and when the young man's slender fingers pressed the first button under her collarbone, his stiff cheeks, which were blown by the wind, were slightly hot.

The boy suddenly winked at him.

Archhumia didn't react for a moment, and the boy's fingers slid down the silver buttons one after another, and then across the black fabric with gold threads, and finally landed on Achhumia's waist.

The waist of the developing girl was slender and soft, and even though it was wrapped in his overly wide robe, it still looked inadequate. The boy suddenly had a bad thought, and he put one hand on Achumia's waist, and he sat down on top of the dragon's head, and with a slight force of his arm, Ashhumia fell into his arms.

Black mist appeared around the boy and Archemia, and they had the shape of a fog and the texture of water. They appear, spread, coalesce, and finally fall on the shoulders of the teenager.

The boy pulled out a hand and opened the item on his shoulder, which was a heavy black cloth. Despite Achumia's struggles, the boy wrapped himself and Alyshumia in a black cloth, and then wrapped his arms around Achiumia's waist and trapped Alyshumia in his arms in a more intimate way.

"Let's get some sleep. I'll be home soon. The boy rested his chin on Achumia's neck and tilted his head to whisper in Achumia's ear.

"Hmm! You're going to let me go...... Bastard! "Archumia is like a fried kitten, fluttering wildly in the arms of the teenager, but she has no choice but to escape the confinement of the teenager.

The voice of the young man who blew into his ears was hoarse and low, and the young man's originally rough voice seemed to have become a fatal temptation at this moment. The boy's voice spread softly and softly along his ears, like a shallow ripple as the wind swept across the water.

Ashumia struggled for a moment, and her mind, which had been filled with shyness, was like a firework, and after a moment of splendor, it fell into a long silence and darkness.

"You guy......" Consciousness faded, and Archemia's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally fell into a deep sleep as the boy had said.

The boy used the magic [Dream] during the time he had just spoken, which is a very simple and commonly used hypnotic magic, and the boy was obviously unwilling to keep Ashimia awake.

After a while, the boy closed his eyes and hugged Archemia's arm again, bringing her soft body closer to him. Feeling the warmth in his arms that he hadn't felt in the past seventeen years, the boy let out a soft sigh.

"Really, what the hell am I doing......" The sound of the girl's shallow breathing sounded in his ears, and the boy vaguely felt the satisfaction of this situation in his heart. He muttered as if he were complaining, but his face under the mask showed a relaxed and pleasant expression that was contrary to the words.

After hugging it like this for a while, greed spontaneously arose in my heart. No longer satisfied with the embrace, he pressed his forehead lightly against the side of Archemia's face, allowing the shredded hair from the girl's ear to tickle his cheeks.

The wind suddenly changed, and the dragon flicked its wings and stood still in the air for a long time, and below the dragon was a bungalow surrounded by various flowers. It was Archumia and May's home and florist.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a mist in his inky eyes, and what was revealed under the mist was a gorgeous and dazzling luster. He rubbed the girl's side of the face with his forehead, and his slender fingers were inserted between the girl's soft hair, sliding all the way down the hair, and when it slid to the end, the rounded fingertips followed the hair's mischievous circles.

Ashumia's hair was not good, but the boy played with her hair over and over again, and he never got tired of it.

I don't know how long it took, the young man's fingertips suddenly stopped, and the young man, who has always been sensitive to the wind, once again clearly noticed the change in the direction of the wind, he raised his lips, and his tone was quite helpless, "It has been discovered, it seems that the good time is going to end early." ”

With one hand around Archiumia's waist, he lifted her sideways and leaped lightly from the dragon's head to the wind stirred up by the dragon's wings. In the light of the moon, the light gray shadow of the boy flashed on the green of the flowerbeds dotted with various flowers, and the boy quickly landed on the edge of the outer window of Ashumia's room, and he jumped again from the edge of the bed, as if through the clouds, and he carried Ashumia in his arms, without any hindrance through the walls and glass that were crawling with creepers.

The leather boots could not make a sound on the soft carpet, and he put Althumia in his arms on the bed, bent down, took off her shoes, placed them neatly beside the bed, and carefully covered her with the quilt before turning away.

The moonlight poured down from the window, and the young man's steps paused by the window, and he chuckled and turned back.

"Well, I almost forgot." The boy bent down and picked up a strand of the sleeping girl's hair, and he gave a kiss on the hair, his tone was soft and delicate, not at all like a person who was in a hurry to escape, "Happy birthday, my girl." ”

……

Awakening by the sound of the vase shattering, she opened her eyes to see Aunt May panicked over the broken vase, hurriedly opened her wardrobe, and stuffed her clothes into the suitcase that had been prepared.

Although Aunt Mei is old, she still lives a very delicate life. She had always been calm and elegant, what was it that had happened to make her so flustered?

"Aunt May?" Ashumia looked at the scene in front of her in confusion.

"Xiaoya, get up!" Aunt May pulled it three times in a row before the zipper of the bulging suitcase was closed, and she panted and pulled the suitcase to Archemia's bed, and said loudly, "We're moving today!" ”