Alucardo's eyes, darker than bitter coffee, hide thoughts that Lorelea can't see.

Hearing this, Loreleia couldn't help but fall into silence, and said for a long time: "Do you have to go?" ”

Looking at the little girl in front of him, Alucado smiled and said, "What, reluctantly? ”

"There's nothing to be reluctant to, you want to go, I can't ask for it." Loreleia smiled lightly, stretched out the palm under the flowered wrist sleeve, and picked up the coffee cup: "

Chapter 43 of "The Fantasy Prototype Master of the Moon": Reaching a tacit understanding is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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