Snowflakes are flying.

The paper kite walked alone in the snow, out of place with the laughter and laughter.

"Let's try the mashed potato pizza~"

"Freshly made egg tarts~"

"You're a paper kite from Campus 3, right?" A young man suddenly appears and blocks the path of the paper kite.

"Hmm." The paper kite looks up.

"Nice to meet you." The young man bowed politely, as if in a courtesy, and reached out to hold the hand of the paper kite as he spoke.

"Thank you." The paper kite subconsciously took a few steps back, and his expression remained unchanged.

The young man didn't care, smiling and bowing his head, "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Jack de from Campus 9." "Well, what's the matter?" The paper kite raised its eyes, and its soft and clean black eyes were so pure that there was no trace of impurities.

"I'd like to invite you to dine." Jack said with a smile.

"Just ate it."

“.... That's really unfortunate. ”

"Hmm."

The paper kite nodded, walked past Jack, and continued to walk forward.

The smile on Jack's face behind him finally faded, and he cursed secretly.

"Yo, our Lord Jack missed, too." The male student with a hippie smile in his ears leaned over and made a gesture of disdain. He was accompanied by two older students with cigarettes in their mouths.

"Little sluts are really good at putting on a show." Jack pulled his tie and glanced at the three of them unhappily.

"I said this bitch would pretend." A man with a cigarette in his mouth lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on the weak figure in front of him who was almost unclear after being flooded by snowflakes, "Hey, what are you pretending to be high, I really want to see how she cries and begs me." ”

"Want to sleep with her so much?" Another man with dark eyes in his mouth puffed out a cigarette.

"Phew, it's obviously a thousand people riding and a pure saint who is high up, who do you want to pretend to be?" The man spitted, stared at the direction where the girl had disappeared, and licked the corners of his mouth, "Don't let me get a chance, otherwise, I will definitely spoil her beautiful body." ”

"Oh oh Shawbuck, I'm rooting for you, be sure to call me when the time comes."

"When the time comes, I can play some new tricks..."

"Hey, hey..."

The streets are lined with tall Christmas trees with stockings and gift boxes.

There is also Santa Claus dressed in a costume standing on the side of the road, giving surprise gifts to passers-by.

"Happy Mass~Please accept a little care~" The old man's voice deliberately pretended, and he handed out a small red sock with a smile.

"Thank you." The paper kite stretched out her hand and suddenly paused.

The little hand in mid-air withdrew and took the red sock with the other hand.

"Have fun~" As soon as Santa Claus turned his head, the pale girl beside him had disappeared.

The goose feathers were white and snowy, and the paper kite walking in the snow opened its sleeves, a little purple-black appeared on its arms, and its fingers were already covered with purple-black scales.

Gradually.

The paper kite lowered her head, her eyes fell on the small red sock, and gently unpacked it.

Inside is a gray glove with a pattern of elk antlers on the front.

Putting on the glove and covering the purple-black scales growing on the fingers, the paper kite turned its head and looked behind the Christmas tree, "What are you doing with me?" A slightly cold voice, without a trace of ups and downs.

"No, no, I just happened to be passing by." The man holding the red wine appeared elegantly, with long blond hair hanging down his shoulders, a delicate white shirt, and a neckline wide open, as if it was about to fall off at any moment.

"Yes." The paper kite glanced at him, replied lightly, and then turned around.

Seeing that the girl was about to leave directly, the man was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Hey, wait." ”

"What's wrong?"

"Why are you leaving as soon as you see me?!" Is he so scary? The man touched his face, no, he is one of the top few beautiful men in Popper Academy.

"Passing by." The paper kite doesn't stop.

"Huh?! Coincidentally, I'm also heading this way. The man followed the paper kite, a step or two behind.

“...”

The young maid skillfully poured the black tea, and the sweet aroma overflowed with the smoke.

The girl sitting on the main seat elegantly wiped the corners of her lips, her bewitching red eyes swept the snowflakes in the sky, and then turned to the slender and elegant man standing behind her, "Luo Luo~" "I'm here, my Royal Highness the Princess." He bent down and approached the girl gently, his burning breath spilling out.

"Luo Luo~" The girl shouted again, raised her hand and pinched his cheek, "Look at me, don't look at others." ”

"Yes, my princess." Credylus chuckled, and his deep and magnificent purple eyes as crystal drooped slightly, falling on the girl's fair, slender and cold little hands.

The girl curled her lips in satisfaction.

"Your Highness the Princess." Credylus gently took the girl's wrist and kissed her white palm, "It's time to go back." ”

"Okay, it's not fun anyway." The girl got up, but saw the man next to her leaning down, slender fingers wearing silk gloves running through her palms, and with slow and graceful movements, putting white gloves on her.

"Huh?" The girl raised her eyes.

"It's cold at night." As the words fell, his shoulders were covered by a black blazer, carrying with him the breath and scorching temperature of a man's body.

The bewitching red eyes filled with a moonlit smile, and the girl curled her lips, "Silly Luoluo, I'm the Night Clan~"