This night, Xia Feng slept exceptionally sweetly.

It was so sweet that it could even be called the most peaceful night since he set foot in this gloomy world.

The soft delicate body in his arms seems to give him the meaning of struggle along the way, and even in his dreams, he can feel full of happiness.

....

Morning.

The dazzling sunlight shone into the room, and Xia Feng opened his eyes in a daze.

"It's dawn....."

Turning his head sideways, his lover's side face with his eyes closed was leaning on his arms.

Without moving, he stopped and looked at Vina, who was still asleep, and this scene seemed familiar.

When he and the Glasgow gang left Chernoborg and fell asleep on the road to Mandel City, Vina, who was sitting in the car with him, leaned on his shoulder.

At that time, he didn't understand anything, didn't know anything, and couldn't even protect himself, so he could only follow Vina like a burden.

Everything is like yesterday.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, he has become the summer breeze he is today.

This time, he can let Vina lean on his shoulder with peace of mind, perhaps, this is the so-called growth.

.....

"Hmm......"

As if feeling Xia Feng's gaze on her, Vena woke up sleepily.

"Ah, it's dawn."

Xia Feng smiled softly.

"Yes, how did you sleep?"

Sitting up, Vina ruffled her messy blonde hair with her hand and smiled as well.

"It's good."

Judging from the posture of snuggling up to each other when they woke up, their awakening last night must have made people blush and heartbeat, but looking at Xia Feng's gentle expression, Vina did not have any shyness.

What is there to be shy about in front of the lover who has already been determined in your heart.

"Get up."

"Okay."

After the two of them got up, Vina rearranged the quilt and pillow and put it back in the cabinet in a regular manner.

Glancing at the big sun outside, she asked softly.

"It's not early, is it?"

Xia Feng raised his hand and glanced at his bracelet.

"It's almost 10 o'clock....."

.....

Pulling open the door of the guest room, Sakuratake Juyoro was sitting by the hot pot as if he was cooking something.

"Tenth Master."

Glancing back at them, Sakuratake Juyoro didn't have much expression and said naturally.

"Get up, go wash your faces, I'll leave you breakfast."

"Hey, thank you, Tenth Master."

The breakfast prepared by the old man Yingwu is still the same as always, coarse tea and light rice, without a little oil and water, it is pure green food.

Sitting at the small wooden table, Vina frowned slightly as she looked at the food on the table, and then whispered in the smallest voice.

"Summer breeze, summer breeze."

The summer breeze turned its head sideways.

"What's the matter, don't you have an appetite?"

"It's not."

Vena gestured with her eyes to the round food on the table.

"I.... I don't like potatoes, so you can eat my portion. ”

Because he was afraid that Sakuratake, who was helping them prepare breakfast, heard this, Vena begged in a low voice like a child who didn't like vegetables.

Xia Feng deliberately straightened his face.

"Vina, don't be a picky eater."

"Oops, I really don't like potatoes, quick, you can help me eat them."

"No, potatoes are very nutritious, eat them quickly."

"Can't you help me eat!"

"Forehead ....."

Looking at Vena's eyes ready to "do it", Xia Feng took all the potatoes to his bowl in a gray manner, pretending to be generous.

"Isn't it just a few potatoes, little meaning, I love potatoes the most."

.....

Today's weather is very good, blue sky and white clouds, and the wind is beautiful.

According to the preset plot, he and Vina have to return home one after the other to avoid embarrassment.

As the queen's scout, Xia Feng of course had to be the starting player, and after eating and drinking, he swaggered out of the courtyard of Sakuratake's predecessor's house alone.

Just after winter, the cherry blossom trees are already growing tender green buds and small buds, as the trees that bloom first in spring.

In a few days, the cherry blossoms will be in full bloom throughout the forest.

"Hum hum hum ~ hum ~ "

Xia Feng hummed a little song, his pace was brisk, and as soon as he reached the gate, he saw the red knife leaning against the doorpost like a lonely knight.

"Yo, practice."

Red Knife didn't respond, and as he got closer, the guy raised his eyelids and stared at him with a strange look that he couldn't describe in words.

It's like a guy who doesn't return home in a college dormitory overnight and can be excluded from going to a public place such as an Internet café, and the next day he pushes open the dormitory door with a sore back, and his roommates look at him.

Xia Feng was seen as weak-hearted, but he still pretended to be calm on the surface.

"You.... Why are you looking at me like that? ”

-- Silent --

Red Knife didn't ask any questions about his whereabouts last night, and at this time, there was silence over silence, and in the silence, embarrassment spread infinitely.

Seeing the hair, Xia Feng quickened his pace, dropped a sentence of "strange guy" and walked into the yard.

.....

As soon as he walked in, Lapland, who was basking in the sun on a deck chair in the courtyard, came over with a carp and a wicked smile.

"Hey, boss."

Xia Feng glanced at her.

"Dry.... Why, do you want to ask me where I went last night. ”

"No, no, no."

Lapland's face is mysterious and cunning.

"Boss, I actually know what you did last night."

The summer breeze is a thriller.

"Damn, pull the dog, you follow me!"

"Hey, hey, I didn't track it, but I know what you did last night."

Xia Feng blurted out.

"Not tracked, so how do you know!"

As soon as the words came out, Xia Feng knew that he had been fooled, which was equivalent to admitting that something unsightly happened last night.

Lapland still grinned evilly and retreated back into his recliner.

"Hey, hey, I know anyway."

Looking at her underwhelming look, Xia Feng was very unsure at this moment, whether pulling the dog was blowing him up, or if he really knew.

.....

With a nervous mood, Xia Feng walked into the house like a criminal who had done something bad.

As soon as they entered the house, everyone who was doing their own work stopped what they were doing at the same time.

The turtle and turtle were holding a small windmill, Xiao Hui was holding a vegetable leaf in his hand, the wolf was holding the TV remote control, and Sun Fugui's playing cards also fell to the ground.

Everyone else stared at him with strange eyes,

The bagpipes kept sweeping motion, but they pricked up their ears, and even Froststar was quietly watching him with a hot water bag.

In the face of huge pressure, Xia Feng took a deep breath, and in the next second, forcibly brewed an expression that was so natural that it could no longer be natural.

"Yo, everyone's here, what are we going to eat at noon?"

No one answered.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

In the face of such a situation, even if his psychological quality is so strong that he is perverted, he can't bear it.

.....

Under everyone's silent gaze, Xia Feng walked to the water dispenser with a blank face and calmly took a glass of water.

It was obviously cold water, but he took a sip like drinking tea, as if he was deliberately killing the difficult time.

At this time, someone finally broke the silence first.

"Brother Feng, are you and Vina inside?"

"Poof!"

Xia Feng squirted out all the water that had been drunk into his mouth, staring at the wolf who raised the soul torture in a panic.

"Which one, which one?"

The wolf squeezed his eyebrows.

"Harm, it's the inner one, everyone who understands understands, okay, okay, I don't ask, I just want to say, Brother Feng, I support you!"

.....

What is the "inner one" that the wolf said, I believe that no one in this layer does not understand, and even the turtle can guess a rough idea.

It's just that maybe he didn't want to say it too bluntly, or maybe he wanted to deliberately make things difficult for him, and no one was ready to say the "inside".

However, people's emotional intelligence is not the same, and a certain noisy guy only thinks that what these people say is ink.

In the kitchen, Ifrit, who was pickling sandworm legs, poked her little head out and shouted at the top of her voice.

"Yo-yo, did you kiss Vina last night!"