Again, hungry and hungry, Sophie is just hungry.

She likes to eat, enjoy the feeling of food lingering on the tip of the tongue, the stomach is like a bottomless pit, no matter how much she eats, it seems that she can't eat enough, she once participated in the summer watermelon battle jointly organized by the residents of the alley, and won the watermelon big stomach champion with the record of eating thirty pieces of watermelon in three minutes.

Just because she can't starve doesn't mean that others won't starve.

From yesterday's departure until noon today, Sophie had been by Lannoth's side, and he didn't seem to eat anything else along the way except for a few biscuits and some water.

Is this to cultivate immortals?

Boys are also physically active at this age, and the son of luck is thirteen years old, and it is the time when he needs to eat well.

His cakes and bread were all eaten by himself, and if you think about it, alas, it shouldn't be.

But it can't be helped, the dessert is so delicious!

But since you have sworn to endure it, you must endure it!

When I was meditating just now, the will of the world came again, saying that if she could endure not eating sweets for a month, she would be given double points after the next character loophole was completed.

Sophie looked at the price of the figure in the system mall, 500 points, as long as you work hard, there will always be a day when you can buy it!

It also comes with a voice figure, Sophie saw it for the first time, and the voice is still the flirtatious version of the character's original CV Katsuhei Yamaguchi, which is a great temptation for a voice control!

So as a good daughter-in-law, she must also work hard for her husband!!

The smell of the sauce was so sultry that Sophie closed her eyes, turned her head, and buried her head in Lannoth's neck, trying to cut off the smell of the sauce meat with the lavender scent of the Son of Luck.

However, this is of little use, because in her mind, it is probably the taste of sauce and meat that is easier to notice, and as a spirit, she can't actually touch Lannoth at all.

*

The breath in the neck came again.

It makes the boy's neck very itchy, and his neck is very sensitive, and the slightest touch will magnify the senses.

The itching made his brain wake up again, and he couldn't sleep.

Sighing softly, his blue eyes slowly opened, and the young man moved his body slightly, wanting to let the little undead not breathe against him, but as soon as he was far away, the breath came again.

It looks like I'm addicted.

Lannoth looked sideways, and he knew he couldn't see anything, but he still couldn't hold back.

His eyes rolled slightly, but he suddenly paused.

Because at his feet, lying quietly a bag.

This bag is bulging, and it is the same one that he just fell under the carriage.

It's abrupt and you can see it at a glance.

"Lannoth, your bag has fallen at your feet!" Tchaikov picked it up and handed it to him, "Put it away, boy, or you won't have anything to eat at night!"

Lannoth reached out and took it with some surprise, then smiled, "Thank you." ”

His deep, magnetic voice crossed his ears, making Sophie, who was "leaning" against him, feel numb.

Touching the bag, it felt the same as before, it was very bulging, and the meat inside was not eaten.

- Didn't you have time?

The boy's eyes flashed slightly, and as he tied it back to his waist and leaned against the cushion on his back, he suddenly felt something.

Sure enough, as soon as he leaned on, the faint breath spilled again.

“......”

This time, he couldn't help it.

The little undead always like to rest his head on his shoulder, and the boy is completely helpless.

But you can't just tell it not to do this, if the little guy knows that he has found out, he will probably be scared away.

Lannoth sighed.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse, he rubbed his eyebrows, no way, forget it.

*

When the horse-drawn carriage is driving on the side road, the people in the carriage are bored, and they will play the cards they carry with them to relieve their boredom.

Lannoth never seemed to complain about being bored like his big uncles, in other words, he was never bored.

The carriage window was open, and the sunlight poured in, shining his golden hair as if it were glowing.

The fair and handsome cheeks always wore a humble and gentle smile, and the young man who was not sleepy looked at the scenery outside the window, and occasionally a bird flew to the window, tilting its head and staring at him curiously with small peas-like eyes.

Sophie slept beside Lennoth, and the carriage swayed like a cradle, and she slept soundly.

The afternoon passed quickly.

When night came, the caravan had not yet reached the town, so they had to set up a small camp outside and sleep for the night.

You can sleep inside the car and you can sleep outside.

Tchaikov took a sleeping bag for Lannoth, which was new, perhaps considering that the fair-skinned and handsome boy would prefer to be clean.

In fact, even in the wilderness, Lannoth would go to the river to wash himself off before going to sleep.

The bag with the sauce was placed in a very remote place, and he probably forgot to take it after cleaning it, and went straight back to the camp where the campfire was burning.

Sophie is a girl with a work ethic, and she will never peek at the bath of the Son of Luck!

When Lannoth came back from washing, she ran to the river to clean herself.

Despite being a spirit, Sophie is a spirit who loves cleanliness and, more importantly, can touch water.

Before leaving, she suddenly kicked something, Sophie lowered her head, picked it up and looked at it, wait! Isn't this still Lannoth's sauce meat bag?!

The meat inside is already cold, so the aroma is not so strong anymore.

If he is left here, Lannoth will not eat at night.

Thinking about it, Sophie tiptoed to the edge of the camp and threw things beside Tchaikov.

Everything was as she thought, and Tchaikov found out again.

"Lannoth, why did you get it off again?" he picked it up and threw it to the boy, "Eat it, you don't seem to have eaten in a day!"

There was no way to do it now, and Lanno thanked him and finally opened the bag.

After being heated by the bonfire, the aroma of the meat finally becomes rich again.

Looking at the son of luck who ate a piece of meat, Sophie suddenly regretted it!

——I knew that I would secretly eat a piece and then return it to him, QAQ!!

There was no way, in order not to shake herself, Sophie ran to the river crying and meditated again.

Tonight is destined to be a night in the wilderness, and tomorrow it will probably rain, because in the evening, dark clouds have gathered.

At night, the wind was a little strong, and it was cold, so Kuks, Tchaikov and others built a shed, and put their sleeping bags in the shed, so that even if it rained, they would not be drenched.

The uncles would undress when they slept, and Sophie squatted on the side with a red face, burying her face in her knees, not looking.

It was only after the sound of rustling that she slowly raised her head.

The uncles were already sleeping in the bag, Sophie stood up, a gust of wind blew and she sneezed!

The spirit also senses cold, which leaves her speechless.

After sneezing, she reacted violently, watched warily at the sleeping group of uncles, and prayed in her heart that they would not hear.

Fortunately, the uncles were very powerful, and they almost fell asleep.

It doesn't look like it's been discovered.

"Twelve, shall I stand all night in this wilderness?"

S12: [You can go back to the carriage and sleep.] 】

So Sophie walked to the carriage and prepared to go up, but as soon as she opened the curtain, she was so frightened by the scene inside that her face turned red!

She covered her eyes and said silently in her heart: "Excuse me." ”

These uncles, can you fuck wear panties?!!

My eyes!!

The cold wind kept blowing, and Sophie sneezed again.

She rubbed her nose, it was uncomfortable.

*

Under the shed, several people were lying.

At the far end is a teenager.

His style of painting is somewhat out of place with the others.

The boy seems to be quiet when he sleeps, and his posture is basically immobile.

That handsome appearance is probably the only thing Sophie can wash her eyes here.

She stood for a moment, then slowly walked over to the boy.

I heard that when people are drowsy and unconscious, they will follow the instructions of others as if they were drunk, but I don't know if it's true.

Sophie suddenly had a crooked brain.

She leaned into the boy's ear and asked in a very soft voice, "Can I sleep next to you?"

Unlike last night, when she rolled straight into bed, the sleeping bag was smaller, and she had to be let out a little bit before she could get in.

In fact, Sophie didn't hold out hope, she just tried it.

Unexpectedly, the teenager who should have been sleeping suddenly turned over, and after turning over, there was a place left in the sleeping bag.

Sophie blinked, confused.

Hey, isn't it?!!

So Sophie got in.

It's warm, and there's the scent of a teenager.

The chill finally dissipated.

Sophie whispered again, "Thank you." ”

She closed her eyes contentedly, although she didn't eat the sauce meat, but she had a warm little quilt.

The corners of the boy's mouth with his back to her were slightly hooked.

He slowly opened his blue eyes, and the emotions in those pupils were helpless and complicated.

His ears seemed to be echoing with the breath of the little undead when they asked him.

Probably a little girl, her voice is a little immature, as innocent as a child.

- Good dreams.

His red lips moved silently.

It was the quietest blessing for the little undead in the night.