Chapter 212: Is It Okay to Only Have Black Tea?
In the biting cold wind, Youzhu of Jiuyuan Temple subconsciously hugged her body, and after signing the contract, she already regretted it before the real troublesome thing appeared.
The object of the contract is a bad guy, and it's really hard to make people hope for the future...... Although it was originally visible to the naked eye, it was gray.
Fortunately, after saying that sentence, Roland did not make any superfluous movements, and pondered again, as if it were just a meaningless joke.
And the witch, who has never been good at finding topics, doesn't know how to deal with this kind of scene, and for a while, this cold area fell silent again.
Just when Youzhu of Jiuyuan Temple was almost in a daze following such a dilemma, there was a rustling sound in the sky.
"It's snowing......"
Roland, who had been silent for a long time, looked at the gray sky and smiled with some sighs.
"It's a bit rude, Miss Kuenji, because I basically didn't have the need for temperature a long time ago, so I was a little sluggish, forgetting that you looked like you were afraid of the cold last time you were in the forest."
Roland snapped his fingers, and two soft armchairs emerged from the shadows, and in front of the two chairs, without any firewood, a raging fire rose up, and the dancing flames reflected the warmth around them, and the snowflakes seemed to have wisdom, spontaneously avoiding the place shrouded in heat.
"Sit down first, this drama is estimated to last for a while."
After breaking the silence, Roland sat down unceremoniously, his fingers dancing slightly, and a faint ghostly light diffused from the flames, weaving a delicate picture, fixed in mid-air.
In the center of the picture, Aoko Aozaki has stopped walking, and after a moment's pause, she follows the unconcealed footsteps of Aozaki Orange and steps into a desolate area.
It seems that this is the decisive venue chosen by Orange.
Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu sat on the sofa chair opposite Roland without saying a word.
The other party also skillfully took out a set of tea sets that looked familiar, and poured hot black tea from them.
"Is it okay to only have black tea?"
After handing the black tea to Youzhu of Jiuyuan Temple, Roland said slightly apologetically.
"Because I don't usually have the habit of drinking tea, but I have a lot of wine reserves."
She didn't want to drink the stranger's hand, but after smelling the familiar scent, the witch obediently took it.
This is her favorite brand, and the style of the tea set is also very matched, from this point of view, the other party is quite tasteful.
If it's Qingzi, she doesn't care about these things at all, she will drink them directly regardless of whether it's hot or cold, and she's ready to use her carefully collected teacups to make green tea, and in her foreign pavilion, she can't even use kombu tea to make chazuke!
For this matter, she quarreled with Aoko a lot, but just like she accepted TV, Aoko Aozaki finally reluctantly chose to give in.
What's more, there is something funny about having a steaming cup of black tea on a cold winter night, which is in the heart of Jiuyuan Temple.
Speaking of which, Roland seems to be very rich, so during his part-time job, he should also be responsible for his daily needs, so it seems that drinking high-end black tea seven times a day is not an unattainable dream.
Feeling the taste blooming between her lips and teeth, the cold witch also subconsciously showed a happy smile, but after noticing Roland's gaze, she immediately put it away again.
"Thank you for your hospitality."
"It's okay, it's your teacup and black tea anyway......"
Roland said with a smile, but the facts revealed in it made Yuzhu's cheeks stiffen suddenly.
She lowered her head suddenly, looking at the shape of the teacup in her hand, and her eyes that had just relaxed became cold again.
No wonder she felt so familiar.
Kuenji Youzhu, who has always been obsessed with his own things, finally took the lead in shifting the topic to business.
"So, now that the contract has been signed, can you tell me what I need to do?"
After the complete defeat, Yuzhu of Kuyuan Temple re-examined the experience of the past few days with a rational attitude, and finally came to a rather sad conclusion.
Even without oranges, they would not have been able to win, and they had a decisive gap in both preparation and strength.
Youzhu, who had learned how difficult oranges were, resigned herself to her fate after seeing her attitude towards Roland not so much respectful as fearful.
With such a lesson from the past, the witch also plans to obediently work for the other party during the contract period.
"So dedicated?"
Roland looked surprised, "I thought you would ask the Western-style pavilion that I took away first?" β
The Western-style pavilion that was taken away?
Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu frowned slightly, didn't care to delve into the meaning of this sentence, and expressed his attitude first.
"I can't put my mind at ease until the deal is done, and I can talk about the rest later."
"Really?"
Roland put the teacup aside, and asked the Dark Ninja holding the tray to respectfully put it away, and looked at the witch seriously.
The luxurious and graceful black coat, the velvet hat embroidered with beads, the dark eyes and hair, and the combination of solid colors did not affect the temperament of Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu, but gave her an elegant taste.
And this is in great contrast to her white and flawless complexion and her delicate handicraft-like beauty, like a doll made of porcelain, with the illusory beauty of a fleeting fairy tale.
ββ¦β¦β
Being stared at like this, even if the other party's eyes were pure appreciation, the witch was still silent, and after glaring at Roland vigilantly, she quickly turned her head away, as if she didn't want to talk to him.
Seeing this, Roland also laughed a little, but this cute reaction also made him make a decision.
"Although it's okay to talk about it later, but since it's taken so much effort, let's take it slowly, today, let's get a little interest back first, and let's get intimate before we get to that relationship, right?"
"Huh?"
This kind of ambiguous words like a confession made the witch subconsciously exclaim, but before she could respond, an inexplicable haze had begun to invade her mind, which was a sign of the activation of the absolute contract.
For some reason, she suddenly remembered the strange expression of the Venus goddess looking at Roland's back when she signed the contract, and the inexplicable pity in her eyes.
If she had remembered this earlier, she would have been more wary even if she had been controlled by others.
It's a pity that driven by the warm black tea and the hazy comfort in his mind, Youzhu of Jiuyuan Temple has become absent-minded.
Tired......
So sleepy......
I really want to lie down in a warm place and sleep for a while......
She had only used all her strength to drive the demon king-level props before, and she had also experienced a very difficult battle yesterday, but she didn't even have time to rest, so she could only use potions to push through it, and fatigue and weakness began to spread on the face of the restrained witch.
Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu looked at the layers of fire in front of him in a daze, like an illusion, and felt that he didn't even have the strength to lift his fingers.
Chaos, fragmented thoughts flowed freely through her mind, and sleepiness poured into every corner of her body like a tide.
And at this time, a soft and nice voice also came, with a relaxing warmth.
"Miss Kuenji?"
The distance of the sound sounded far away, but it seemed very close, which reminded Yuzhu of Kuenji a memory of her childhood, in the northwest of England, the oak forests covered in thick fog, even in the twentieth century, which rejected the kingdom of humans, birds and beasts.
In this corner of the forest, there was the home that gave birth to her, and at that time, she had heard such a pleasant voice.
Those things that have disappeared into the clouds are the necessities that can make the girl let go of her guard and have indispensable feelings.
Kuenji Youzhu gave up thinking and leaned over following instinct.
As before, the forest was still so comfortable, but this time the dream was more concrete, and she could clearly feel the reliable touch and the intimacy that surrounded her body like water, and even her heart seemed to melt.
She subconsciously stretched out her hands, as clingy as a cub back to her mother's arms, rubbing gently, greedily asking for the temperature.
By the way, at this time, there is also the singing sound of the birds that vibrate the rainbow feathers.
They're shoutingβ
"Who killed the robin!"
The self-proclaimed robin let out a noisy cry as usual, turning into a splash of royal blue feathers.
At the chirping of the demon, the witch's eyes widened suddenly, and her hazy eyes were replaced by more cold emotions.
Her eyes were like a sharp sword that wanted to pierce her life, full of cold murderous aura.
Kuenji Youzhu struggled to raise her head, trying to get up from Roland's embrace, but her body seemed to be petrified, and she didn't react.
"That's amazing......"
Roland touched the girl's smooth hair without a trace of impurities, and said with a pretended sigh.
"In addition to the death of the fairy tale magic, it also has the effect of awakening the mind, no wonder Orange thinks he can't beat you, as a magician, such omnipotence is simply cheating?"
The witch did not respond to Roland's words, but stared at him coldly.
The other party would give such an unreasonable order, as an unequal treaty, this kind of stuck with beads of good memories, vague intimate orders made her unable to even resist the emotion, completely obsessed with Roland's way.
If it weren't for the fact that the demon was still passively exerting its own effect, Jiuyuan Temple Youzhu didn't dare to imagine what would happen later.
"That's an unnecessary worry," Roland's pupils lit up like a bright red, as if he heard the inner voice of Yuzhu in the temple.
"I'm not saying it, it's just a little interest, it's too rough to do that in the ice and snow, I'm not going to be like this, but such a senseless resistance, I'm afraid it will only make you regret it."
Roland was not surprised by the attitude of Youzhu in Jiuyuan Temple, and hugged each other with a smile.
And Kuenji Youzhu still maintained a fierce expression, but did not continue to struggle, but took a deep breath, awakening the internal imprint of the body, allowing the pain of the formation of magic power to stimulate the body, and at the same time sensing the invisible restraint.
She expresses her reluctance at the moment with a terrible obsession, so that the two-way contract responds.
Sure enough, as she became sober, Roland's face also showed a somewhat painful expression.
"It hurts......"
This reaction couldn't help but make Miss Witch grit her teeth, ignoring the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and even more violently sensing the contract with her magic power. β
And as she worked hard, the pain on Roland's face became heavier and heavier, and even the corners of his mouth were a little embarrassed.
Under the somewhat happy gaze of Youzhu of Jiuyuan Temple, the curvature of the corners of Roland's mouth became larger and larger, and then ...... turned into a dangerous smile.
"It hurts...... You're not going to believe it, are you? β
Roland stretched out his hand, held the girl's face, looked at it, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
That's why I said that it's better to fall into the hazy beauty first, and then regret it later......
You don't think you can stop me with a contract, do you? β
(End of chapter)