"Now I want to talk to you alone, about life, about ideals, about reality! Just these two days! Okay, my friends, we can relax tonight, we won't get drunk and don't go home!" Sylvie filled each glass with a glass of wine, and the scenery under the night was so unforgettable.

"I always feel like I've forgotten something?" Yang patted his head, and his face turned red after drinking too much, "By the way, Ed, this kid! I tied him up and locked him in the pantry in the morning!" he staggered to his feet, trying to pick up poor Ed.

"Forget it, let that kid stay with him for another night!I'll talk to him tomorrow!" Xiwei stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang: "If you do something wrong, you will have to bear the consequences!"

Meryl collapsed drunkenly in Charlotte's warm, even scorching embrace, and the two of them were biting their ears and whispering.

"Tomorrow morning, I'll talk to you, okay?" Xiwei saw that Yang was also a little unconscious, so he made an arrangement first.

"No problem, then I'll withdraw first!" Yang nodded and walked out of the door briskly.

"There's a guest room here, let's arrange for Meryl to sleep first!" Yang cleaned up the messy table before speaking.

The two girls didn't respond to him, and Sivi sighed: "Enough, Charlotte, I know you're not drunk!

Charlotte looked up and looked at Sivi with a blank face, but Sivi saw a deep sense of grief and sadness in the depths of her eyes.

Sivi took Meryl, who was completely drunk, out of Charlotte's arms, placed her on the bed in the guest room, settled down, and returned to the round table. This time, he sat in Meryl's original position, clinging to Charlotte.

Charlotte was suddenly so close to Syvi, a little uncomfortable, and a little surprised, she panicked and adjusted her sitting posture to make herself look more elegant.

"Charlotte, do you know what I'm going to do next?" Sivi looked into Charlotte's eyes, not dodging or evading.

"I don't know, maybe it's a mine, maybe it's a dock, I'm a monster anyway, I can't pull it out to meet people!" Charlotte forced herself to respond to Sivi's gaze, and after a moment, she finally couldn't hold on, holding her head in her hands, choking and shouting.

In fact, Sylvie was keenly aware of Charlotte's mental state today, and it was clear that she was once again slipping into the abyss of depression.

Whether it is a tragic childhood or a terrifying appearance now, she has completely lost the sense of happiness and wealth that she should have as a girl in her prime, and her identification with the tragic relationship between Mieva and Gatlin has already been revealed when the spoils of war have just been divided.

If Sivi turns a blind eye, I'm afraid Charlotte will soon be on the verge of self-destruction.

Gatling is dead, and the mountain that weighs on each of the apprentices' heads is gone, but by this time, the powerful enemy is gone, the new state has not changed, and Sivi must communicate with them separately and guide them through this crucial moment.

Now Charlotte is still willing to communicate with Sivi and express her true feelings in her heart, which is a very good signal, and it is also based on Sivi's previous efforts to enter her heart, and Sivi must seize this rare opportunity.

Sylvie is always a man of action when it counts, and he didn't hesitate to cling to it, his burning breath already spraying on her cheeks.

Charlotte blushed, her already red and black face turned red, and the blood vessels under her skin seemed to swell even more.

Sivi stretched out his right hand, and his slender fingers picked up Charlotte's pointed jaw, Sivi turned over and pressed it up, their foreheads and noses pressed tightly against each other, and his blue eyes stared directly at her strange beautiful red eyes.

"Do you remember? I said you were beautiful?" Sivi's voice was a little quick, and the heat beat against Charlotte's lips.

"I, I'm ......" Charlotte was completely speechless with nervousness, she had never experienced such a tense and sweet moment since she was born.

She felt as if she had fallen into a furnace, no, she herself had become a furnace, her blood was boiling, and her whole body was about to explode.

The next moment, a cool thing came over her, bringing her a fresh and alluring breath.

Sylvie kissed Charlotte's flaming red lips, real flaming red lips.

Charlotte then understood what was happening, she nervously closed her eyes and secretly opened them again, her body becoming stiff and motionless, like a piece of wood.

Sivi's tongue reached in, wrestling with her little lilac tongue like two swimming fish, unwilling to be separated.

I don't know how long it was, maybe it was a long time, and Sivi finally ended this passionate and sweet kiss.

"Remember, girl, you will always be a beauty, an indisputable beauty!" Sivi's eyes were burning and blazing, and Charlotte couldn't help but close her eyes again, nodding stupidly.

"Remember, from this day forward, your job is to be my personal secretary!," Sivi commanded domineeringly.

The girl who was already stupid would only nod her head blankly, but the smile had come to her face uncontrollably.

Sylvie gently rubbed her white and slender fingers on Charlotte's mottled and cracked skin, her eyes gentle and affectionate: "I think I've found a new research direction!"

Alone in the galaxy for decades, Xiwei no longer knows what love is.

But at this moment, he knew that the girl in front of him was pitiful and regrettable.

At this moment, Charlotte could obviously give everything for Sivi, but Sivi didn't strike while the iron was hot, he settled Charlotte into the guest room on the other side, and entered the study belonging to Gatlin himself.

There are still nearly 100 books on the shelves here, Xiwei took them out one by one and looked at them, most of them are ancient books involving history, geography, religion, heraldic science and other knowledge, many books are many years old, it is impossible for a big family to keep so many books.

For these books that do not need to be analyzed, Sivi can record all the recorded knowledge with just one flip, and Zero will never forget it.

Xiwei stood quietly in front of the bookshelf, flipping through the books, and the thousand-year-old history of the Oronte continent, the magnificent epic, the cities of the nations, the nobles and kings, the church and the gods, these precious knowledge flowed into Xiwei's mind like a winding river.

Although Sivi can quickly flip the book to complete the burning, he still leans in front of the window, blowing the cool evening breeze and enjoying the process of reading.

By the time dawn came, Sivi had become a somewhat successful polymath who had read through all the books on this shelf.