The female supporting role in Quick Transmigration is the favorite of the group

An Ranran, don't make trouble!
Bukele subconsciously grasped An Ranran's wrist, trying to pull her hands wrapped around his neck, but An Ranran suddenly looked like a bloodthirsty water bird, no matter how much he pulled, he would not move. Little by little, the movements on the mouth gradually became more grueling.

I said stop making trouble!

Buckle clenched his teeth, with obvious anger in his eyes.

Why did you make this kid worse! ?

From the corner of his eye, Bukele glanced at Pony.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

fuck?
Pony?

Buckle was sure he had gone to the right room.

Pony leaned halfway in front of the door frame, his exquisite phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, but fortunately, the anger and hostility in his eyes had all disappeared: "I thought you came to find Xiaojiu in the middle of the night to get some wool... What? I called out to open the door... just to let me put it here to watch the two of you show your affection for Bukeley? Do you two know that your love for each other dies so quickly?"

Fuck, you think I want to...

Bukele covered An Ranran's face with one hand angrily, and said inarticulately: "An Ranran, stop making trouble, I'm angry."

Zhuang Can also understood, judging from the tone of his voice, he was indeed rarely so angry.

She let go of Bukele's neck contentedly, jumped onto the clean floor, lowered her eyebrows, bowed her head, and stood aside, like a brat who made a mistake and consciously faced the wall and thought about it.

"..." So, no matter how angry Bukele was, he stared blankly at such a stupid little Phoenix, but he had no way to vent his scolding.

Looking at An Ranran's thin back, unable to utter the swear words for a long time, Bu Kelai simply met Pony's probing gaze, oh, yes, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand by the way.

"Go ahead, Xiao Jiu is sleeping." Pnitti slipped up the little fire ball in front of Bukele, threw it into the room with broken makeup, then walked out of the room with broken makeup, and closed the door.

"But you... why are you so proud?"

"I will!" Pony wiped his face after sand sculpting, and said back to normal: "What's wrong with you? I know, you are not such a casual person? After all... she is still a child... you are If you like someone, you will stay until they grow up?"

"I believe it!" Pony's gossip heart was completely provoked by Bukele: "My good brother! How could I not believe you?! Quick! Tell me, let brother help you solve your problems!"

Bukele glanced at Pony with the eyes of a fool, turned around and wanted to go back to his room: "Boring."

Pony, who had just tasted the sweetness, stood aside and did his part: "Not boring!"

"I finally know why Sorensen always wants to chop you to death with a kitchen knife..." Bukele irritatedly pushed away Pony who was blocking the way in front of him: "Okay, Pony, I'm a little tired, I'm bothered."

"Well, you go to bed first, if there is anything bothering you, let's talk about it after you sleep well." Pony rubbed his hair, watched Bukele walk back to his room, and after the lights were turned off, he also Drilled back to his room.

It's a pity that I can't sleep in Xiao Jiu's room.

I'm a little sorry.

An Ranran, who was in the makeup room, has already climbed onto the makeup bed.

The makeup residue beside him was breathing evenly and gently, and was already sound asleep.

Ran: "Xiao Niao, you're not happy. Is Xiao Niao also unhappy because it's not about Xiao Li?"

"Yeah, I think it's weird too." An Ranran said with a wry smile.

This night, after learning all the ins and outs from An Ranran's mouth, Zhuang Can patted An Ranran silently, and persuaded: "Since the choice is made, don't regret it, whether it's you or me, It's still Xiaoliu, I will be with you, if you want to be sad... why don't you go back to Xiaoliu's place first, and stay with Xiaoliu?"

"No, thank you." An Ranran sighed softly: "Sooner or later, you have to face it, and it's useless to avoid it."

"Right……"

"Xiao Jiu, do you like Pony?"

"Huh? And... well..."

"Pony...does he like you too?"

"It should be, just like him..."

An Ranran turned around, rubbed her hair with makeup residue, and closed her eyes first: "Okay, go to sleep, it's really getting late, if you don't sleep, Xiaolu won't be able to wake up tomorrow."

I hope you will not face such pain of choice and entanglement like me, like my sister and I.

Must be happy duck...

"Um……"

I like it... I think we do have a lot of love for each other, but it's not as unforgettable as Xiaoli...

Zhuang Can bit his lower lip.

Fortunately, I am not as deep as you are now. If I want to leave in the future, maybe... there is still time.

So, I can't love any deeper.

Yes, there is absolutely no escape from this giant net...

Poor, Pony, the King of the Holy Spirit, who slept soundly like Cassio, still doesn't know what messed up little things are going on in his little head that night.

Got it, I'm afraid I'm going to spit blood out of anger, dear...

After all, although Pony, like her, has not yet fallen into such a deep situation, he is as serious as her.

When I woke up in the morning, the makeup was still resting.

She slept late, so she would sleep a little longer in the morning, so An Ranran turned into a little bird as usual, slipped out of the arms of the disabled makeup, and combed the fiery red feathers on her body chirping.

Playing as a bird is the most comfortable duck. The irritable little flamingo happily bounced around the end of the bed a few times. After having fun, it transformed into a loli, put on its little shoes and went out.

Bukele's door was still tightly closed, and there was nothing else to do, An Ranran simply relied on the vague memory of last night, and slipped into the captain's room smoothly.

During this process, no one stopped her. After all, the phrase "stew soup" that Ah Tie typed yesterday left a great psychological shadow on the little Saiers. How dare they stop her, not to mention that she was originally A guest brought by Pony.

Unexpectedly, all the elves and Sai Xiaoxi's team had all gathered into the captain's room at this time, their expressions were a little dignified, as if they were discussing some important matter.

An Ranran loves to be lively, so he simply lay down by the door to eavesdrop. Bukele, who was standing quietly in the captain's room, seemed to have noticed something, and turned his head abruptly, his cold eyes were tightly locked by the door, revealing only a head. An Ranran.

Bukele's senses have always been keen, but in those eyes, those eyes that were bitingly cold, looking at her, there was an unprecedented... disgust?
Well, yes, disgust, yes disgust.

Add to this the unabashed nausea.

Sure enough, she was hated... An Ranran pouted, suddenly feeling a little cold.

But Bukele continued to look into An Ranran's eyes, opening and closing his mouth without making a sound.

But An Ranran could clearly see his mouth shape.

roll.

It is "roll".

He told her to "roll off".

All right, let her go.

She fled in a panic, her small mid-heeled shoes made a rattling sound on the floor, and suddenly tripped over something again, making a loud bang.

After that, there was no more clacking of high heels outside.

There was only the dead silence of a mass funeral party.

Bukele withdrew his cold eyes from looking at the door, and continued to look at Captain Roger in front of Rey with a cold expression, neither happy nor worried, neither humble nor overbearing.

Did he never want to see her again?
Maybe yes.

An Ranran in the corridor took off her sprained shoes, gently hooked the heels with her soft and white fingers, and struggled to stand up with the support of two Purcell robots.

"Do you need us to bring in a nurse for you?"

"No, thank you, my physique is not the same as that of an elf." An Ranran shook her head with a smile, refused their support, and staggered back to the room with broken makeup step by step.

Zhuang Remnant was still asleep, her breathing was steady, and all her silver-white hair fell on her back, reflecting the golden light of the sun, which was extremely bright.

It's not like she didn't think about such an ending last night.

But she didn't think carefully about how she would help next.

Should I go back to An Ranran's Crystal Garden to accompany my sister to practice, or continue to stay here with a smug face and broken jars?
Don't have the face to stay here anymore...

It's all been shown...it's so obvious...

Since it's not like I haven't thought about such an ending, why do I always feel so painful and sad in my heart...

Zhuang Can lightly raised his eyebrows: "What do you think?"

"You are deliberately keeping a distance from me, in an extreme way." Pony narrowed his eyes slightly: "Xiao Jiu, let me tell you, I am very unhappy now, I want to kiss."

Zhuang Remnant frowned again without leaving any traces.

And Pony didn't continue to speak, but closed the door with his backhand. With the crisp knock of the door lock, Zhuang Can's heart sank a little.

Pony approached little by little, his tall figure covered the sun, and cast a large cold shadow on his makeup-remnant body, and the remaining tentacles behind him waved slightly in mid-air, like a thousand-hand Bodhi.

He walked to the side of the bed, and naturally propped his hands on the sides of his makeup-damaged body. His slender and curly eyelashes were coated with a layer of light gold, and they turned into shadows in the crystal-clear ice-blue pupils. Into the pupil, quietly frozen by the subtle chill in the eyes.

"I can feel it, you are unhappy because of me?"

"No..." Zhuang Can replied with a smile, but moved back slightly.

Pony frowned displeasedly: "Then why are you hiding from me? Why did you pretend to be asleep last night?"

"..."

"Don't explain, I don't want to hear."

"……Oh."

"...You really don't explain?"

"Anyway, even if it's an explanation, there's nothing to explain." Zhuang Can turned his head away a little, disliked that Pony was getting too close.

"But I'm really angry."

"Then be angry."

"...Xiao Jiu." Pony gently tugged at the broken hair next to the ear of the makeup: "Don't do this, you can easily lose me like this, what's the matter? If you feel unhappy, you can tell me Say it?"

"Then let me ask you something, don't get so close." Zhuang Can pushed Pony's head away with a paw.

"Oh? Tell me." Pony's complexion improved because of this, he was obedient and no longer deliberately suppressed the makeup,

"Last night... what happened to Bukele and Xiaoniao?"

"What I'm saying is true!"

"Really...really?"

"Of course it's true!" Sighed weakly, "Xiaoniao and Xiaolu are twins, she is the Holy Fire Phoenix, Xiaolu is the Ice Phoenix, and the Holy Fire Phoenix has many times of "nirvana" and "rebirth" "The fate of their holy fire phoenix is ​​to be reborn again and again in reincarnation."

"The holy fire phoenix bird will never really die. To put it bluntly, their whole life is spent in reincarnation, either in "nirvana" or in "rebirth". She is indeed a child in the nirvana period. She What she looked like when she was a child, when she reaches the rebirth period, it will show up, that is her real appearance."

"The little Phoenix is ​​about... how old is she?"

"Well... anyway, it's older than me and Bukele. If we spent ten thousand years in the seal and deep sleep some time ago, and our lives were suspended, it would further explain that we were at least ten thousand years ago. She was already in this world, what's more, Xiaoniao was not sealed during that time, she was reborn from Nirvana again and again, survived the darkness, and reunited with us."