"Michelle, Michelle, are you okay?" The great craftsman Michelle heard in a haze as if someone was calling her name.

Lijia kept patting Michelle's cheek, hoping that Michelle would wake up soon, but the way she woke Michelle was not very gentle.

"Who's calling me, and why does my face hurt?" The great craftsman Michelle is still in a state of confusion. "That voice, it seems to be Lijia?" Michelle felt the voice very familiar.

"Eh!" Michelle got up from the bed, because the last blow from Lijia was very painful.

"Great!"

The master craftsman Michelle felt his body tighten, and then the whole person was hugged.

"Let it go, Lijia, do you want to hold back? (Dead)? "The great craftsman Michelle found that he was not actually 'cleansed'." This location? "The great craftsman Michelle found that his head was now resting on Riga's shoulder." Am I getting taller? She muttered to herself.

"Yes, you've grown taller!" Lijia said after hearing Michelle's self-talk.

"What's going on? How did I get taller? "Michelle doesn't understand what happened to her.

"According to the Great Artisan Mecatok, it was the energy of the World Tree that caused you to have an atavistic appearance, and your current height belongs to the height of a dwarf before the Dark Elf Rebellion." Lijia spoke.

"Teacher, what about them?" Michelle remembered what had happened before she fell unconscious, when all the great craftsmen were around her to check on her.

"The master craftsman Mecatok, who is helping Phoenix forge armor and make more mechanical warriors, is preparing for war." Lijia replied.

"Ahem, Michelle just woke up, should you bring her your stewed soup." Ailan, who was standing aside watching the play, finally spoke.

"yes." Lijia came to her senses. "You wait for me, I've been stewing this soup for three hours, it must be delicious!" Lijia hurriedly ran to the kitchen.

"I really should have burned this pair of Ji" I don't know why, a fireball appeared on Ailan's hand

"I left a bowl for you in the kitchen, and the rest is ours, don't you want to drink more." Lijia came over with a soup pot.

"You remember my friend." Ai Lan smiled and took back the fireball that had inexplicably appeared in his hand.

Ailan, who was in the kitchen, could clearly stop at Lijia's voice, such as this: "Open your mouth, I'll feed you soup." And this, "What do you want me to feed you with my mouth!" Okay, okay, just this once."

"I should have burned them." Alan thought to herself, she didn't want anything to happen between herself and Natasha, and the two of them went even further. "This soup is really good, I'd better drink it slowly." Alan thought to herself, she decided to go out later.

After Elan was sure that nothing strange was happening outside, she walked out of the kitchen, and she keenly noticed that Lijia's lips were a little swollen, but she pretended that nothing had happened, sat down directly in front of the two, and said, "This soup is delicious." ”

Ai Lan was just praising the soup for being delicious, but she didn't expect to misunderstand Lijia and Michelle, and the two of them thought that Ai Lan knew, although Ai Lan did know.

Michelle stumbled: "I'm still very weak now, so Lijia will feed me." ”

"Uh-huh." Lijia nodded stiffly.

"Oh-" Ai Lan dragged out, "it's enviable that you have a good relationship." ”

"That's it!" Liga and Michelle hugged each other as a gesture of friendship.

"Ahem." Ai Lan coughed embarrassedly, she pointed to Lijia's chest, the originally good skirt had been torn a little, and the snow white on her chest was almost overflowing.

As soon as Lijia lowered her head, she immediately used a spell to repair the damage on her skirt, and was about to open her mouth to continue making up lies, but she didn't want to be directly covered by Michelle.

"I like Lijia, I did it just now, and she likes me too." Michelle spoke.

"Oh, I see, I've always thought you two were a good fit." Elan nodded.

"You have a vision." Michelle raised her head proudly.

"Shall I put a soundproof barrier on my room tonight?" Ai Lan smiled evilly.

"Of course!" Michelle hugged Lijia and didn't let go.

"Then I'm leaving." Ai Lan squeezed her eyes at Lijia, "Lijia, this is your favorite drink." Alan didn't feel good, and threw a bottle of dragon breath to Lijia.

"Thank you." Lijia took Ellen's wine. "We'll drink this tonight." She rubbed Michelle's head.

"Nasty, I'm taller now!" Michelle said dissatisfied, but she said she hated it, and her face was happy.

This night, with the help of the dragon's breath, Lijia attacked the city, fought thousands of miles in one night, and the enemy lost his armor, and it was useless for the enemy to raise the white flag several times, and let Lijia attack until the end, until the last enemy was eliminated.

The next morning, Ailan didn't eat the breakfast made by Lijia, and she solved the breakfast problem by rubbing bread by herself. She thought about it for a moment and decided to go out on her own, and just as she passed by Michelle's room, the door was opened, and Lijia was kicked out around the sheets.

"Phoenix, get me a dress." Ricara said, taking Ailan's hand.

"Where's your dress?" Ai Lan was puzzled.

"Let Michelle tear to shreds." Lijia said embarrassedly.

"Oh." Ailan nodded, and with a finger of her hand, she used Transfiguration to turn the sheets into long dresses.

"Thank you." Lijia breathed a sigh of relief.

"You still have to change your skirt later, the material of this skirt is still a sheet, it won't be very comfortable." Ai Lan reminded.

"Got it, I'll be able to go back if she's not shy in a while. Lijia said with a smile.

"Shy?" Ai Lan didn't quite understand. "You don't look like that," Ai Lan diluted the keyword, but she thought Rika could still understand what she meant.

"Maybe, I'm crazy this time?" Lijia scratched her cheek and said uncertainly.

"Uh, what did you do?" Ailan's curiosity was aroused.

"How can you say this?" Lijia shook her head.

"I did you a great favor yesterday." Ailan strongly asked to share it.

"No! Can't say! The door opened, and the head of the master craftsman Michelle peeked through the crack in the door, and she reached out and dragged Lijia back to her room.

"That's a lot of strawberries, and Lijia is crazy this time." Alan thought to herself, although Michelle was fast, but Elan reacted a little faster than her, and she easily saw some strawberry traces. "I'll still rub bread in the room, it seems that I won't be able to eat food today." Ai Lan returned the same way.

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