Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Witch's View of Love

Jones: "Really, you don't have to rush here. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Angela (teary-eyed): "But, dear, I can't bear you. ”

Jones (doting eyes): "Little fool, I can't bear you." ”

Angela (tears): "Woo, are we really going to see each other again......"

Jones (holding him in his arms with a look of reluctance): "Of course. ”

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The above sweet scene that happened at the entrance of the town, unexpectedly, in this 'heterosexual must die' town, not only did no one reprimand such a bright and honest couple who fired flashbangs, but no one was angry and wanted to sanction them with torches, but every townsman greeted the couple with friendly eyes.

Maybe it's a beautiful scene, but the girl who knows the inside story can't be friendly to this kind of scene, after all- these two are all men?!

Neve looked at Jones and Angela in shock and disbelief. However, due to the circumstances of the scene, she couldn't help but say it.

Finally, under the farewell of the townspeople and the city management, Jones reluctantly turned back one step at a time...... Eventually, Alice and her party walked down the avenue away from the mountain town.

Until the distance the three of them walked far enough to be seen in the town.

Neve finally couldn't help but ask, "Poor reporter...... What the hell happened to you?"

β€œ...... Huh?" Jones, who was immersed in the atmosphere of parting, was stunned when he heard this.

"Don't play dumb on me, you know...... That Angela is ...... But......" shouted Neve as he pulled Jones by the collar and lifted him up...... However, the last few words could not be uttered.

"Yes, yes, I see, Miss Neve! I know what you want to ask. Jones, who was overwhelmed by force, raised his hand to show Neve to calm down. "I know you want to say it's worldly, but ...... What's so bad about that?" Jones asked calmly rhetorically?

Unconsciously letting go, Neve still couldn't believe Jones's answer.

Neve stretched out his hand and tentatively touched the freelancer's forehead to take the temperature, but the result was unsatisfactory: "There is no fever...... That is, the brain is normal?!"

Judgments made by the brain normally......

"You're hopeless. Neve took three steps back, looking at Jones with a sympathetic look in his eyes.

"No, I know what I want to be, and boys don't matter, as long as they're cute. Speaking of Angela, Jones let out a long sigh. "He has a girl's mind and appearance, but God gave her body by mistake...... However, none of this matters, only love across genders is true love!"

"If it's true love, even race isn't an issue!! "Finally, loudly affirmed!

"This is a distortion of the facts!" Even if the three views are not correct, Neve, who has a normal ethical outlook, still can't accept it.

"That's it. Jones nodded understandingly. He turned his head to look at the silver-haired girl walking ahead. "Miss Alice will surely understand. ”

did not participate in the discussion between the two behind him, or from the beginning, he also turned a blind eye to Jones and Angela's show of affection. Walking at the front, Alice, whose eyes were buried in the villain's book, chuckled when she heard Jones's inquiry.

"Because I'm not a man, I can't judge your view of love, and I'm not interested in ......" turned the villain book in his hand to the next page. "However, for me, it doesn't matter if it's gender, as long as it conforms to my aesthetics, it doesn't matter if it's gender or race. "This one is a witch who eats both men and women!

"Hey, even my sisterβ€”"

"And, speaking of the concept of loveβ€”" After a slight pause, closing the villain book in her hand, the silver-haired girl continued to whisper. "Perhaps the dead are better than the living. ”

"Only the dead do not betray love. The smile deepened.

To love him is to kill him.