I take the witch with me to conquer the world

After entering the villa, Fang Sheng carried Lewan and walked directly towards her room, wanting to put Lewan on the bed. Lewan said quickly: "Just put me on the sofa, I'm not injured in any way."

"Okay." Fang Sheng hurriedly put Lewan on the sofa, and then immediately ran to get water. Lewan was lying on the sofa, looking at Fang Sheng's busy back with one eye, and suddenly felt very full inside.

"Here comes the water, be careful not to burn it."

Lewan pouted her little mouth and said playfully: "I want you to feed me."

"Ah... ok..." Looking at Fang Sheng, who was a little timid, Lewan chuckled. She is a lustful person, but when she took off her blindfold before, she wanted to touch her face. Why don't you even dare to give me water now?

After drinking this glass of water, Lewan felt that her throat was much better, and then she felt that it was the same as when she wore a blindfold, but only half of her field of vision could be seen. She sighed softly: "I didn't expect that one day I would be able to regain my sight, but it's just a process. It’s a little uncomfortable.”

"Sorry, if I hadn't advised you, you wouldn't have suffered like this."

Le Wan shook her head, poked Fang Sheng, and said softly: "Although there is part of your persuasion, Brother Fang, the choice is in my hands. In fact, I also want to regain my sight in my heart."

After that, Lewan changed the subject: "Brother Fang, help me go to my room and get the mirror out."

"it is good."

Fang Sheng put the water cup on the coffee table, and then walked into Lewan's room to get the mirror.

Lewan's room was very tidy, so tidy that Fang Sheng saw the mirror on the table at a glance.

After getting the mirror, Fang Sheng returned to Lewan and handed the mirror to her, watching quietly as Lewan looked at himself in the mirror.

In the mirror, my right eye is moving and beautiful, but the other eye is still dull and dull.

Lewan sighed softly, but heard Fang Sheng say next to her.

"I think you're pretty."

It was just a plain compliment, but Lewan smiled and said, "Thank you."

"I'm not being polite, I really think you're pretty." Fang Sheng corrected, his tone full of seriousness.

Lewan put down the mirror, looked at Fang Sheng beside her, and said softly: "Lower your head."

Fang Sheng lowered his head obediently and suddenly felt a fragrant breeze, followed by a warm touch. The touch was fleeting, and Fang Sheng was stunned for a moment, looking at the smiling Lewan in front of him.

"Thank you." In order to avoid Fang Sheng's misunderstanding, Lewan emphasized again: "This is your unique thank you gift."

"Ding dong." The doorbell rang, and Fang Sheng quickly ran over to open the door to escape the ambiguous atmosphere.

Opening the door, Rainie Lu was standing at the door, holding a bunch of medicine in his hand. Fang Sheng only listened to the other party say: "In addition to the medicine for throat, there are also some medicines that are always on hand. I hope you don't need them."

"Thank you." Fang Sheng took the medicine and heard Lewan say from behind: "Brother Fang, help me pick up the blindfold from the yard."

"Okay!" Fang Sheng responded.

Seeing this, Rainie Lu smiled and said he wouldn't bother.

After doing all this, Fang Sheng returned to the living room and handed the eye mask to Lewan.

Le Wan put on the eye mask neatly, feeling the full field of vision, and said with satisfaction: "It's still so comfortable. Come on, Brother Fang, let's go to the yard."

"Huh?" Fang Sheng was confused.

"Of course I'm going to get your equipment, Brother Fang. By the way, Brother Fang, please put it on and show me." Lewan said with anticipation.

When he came to the yard, Fang Sheng first picked up the two-handed heavy sword and found that this one-meter-seven-meter long two-handed sword was more like the real German two-handed sword. Compared with the ordinary two-handed sword, it had more blades. A pair of small cross guards, and the blade between this part and the guard is not edged. This section can be held, and the twig is equivalent to the second section of the gauntlet.

Looking at the two gorgeous cross-guards, Fang Sheng was instantly captured by the sword. He held the second-part guard in his right hand and waved it happily.

Fang Sheng stopped dancing with his sword and smiled with satisfaction. Lewan came up and looked at the sword curiously, and was also curious about why Fang Sheng was holding the blade.

Fang Sheng explained the sword to Lewan, but Lewan lost interest after listening to it and quickly waved his hand to stop him.

"Hurry up and put on that plate armor, I want to see the handsome knight."

At Lewan's urging, Fang Sheng put on the set of thick silver plate armor.

After Fang Sheng put on this suit of armor, Lewan's eyes lit up under the goggles. She walked to Fang Sheng and looked at Fang Sheng with only a slit exposed on the helmet. Lewan asked: "Your field of vision seems a bit narrow, won't it have any impact?"

Fang Sheng shook his head, lifted up his visor and said, "It's okay, but I remember wearing this kind of armor, so I can still adapt to it."

Le Wan nodded in understanding, then poked the arc of Fang Sheng's silver-white breastplate, wondering: "Why does your breastplate look like a chicken breast? Why is it designed like this?"

Fang Sheng explained patiently: "This is to prevent the breastplate from directly impacting people when hit by blunt objects. Moreover, this design can also effectively deflect attacks from bows, arrows and crossbows."

"Then wouldn't it be inflexible for you to wear a suit of armor?"

Fang Sheng jumped up and down in front of Lewan, and even did a roll! After being proven wrong, he explained: "Thanks to the exquisite ergonomic design, the plate armor is worn to maximize the reasonable distribution of weight on the human body."

Lewan nodded in understanding, then pulled Fang Sheng to take pictures.

Fang Sheng pulled down his mask, then held a two-handed sword in both hands and performed a knightly salute to the camera. Le Wan was on the side, crossing her arms and praying devoutly.

Several photos were taken in a row, and Fang Sheng was forced to do several poses.

He pulled back his visor and looked softly at Lewan, who was looking through the photos in front of him.

"Well."

Lewan looked at the photos and was a little dissatisfied. He was handsome, but she felt that these photos had a different look?

What does it feel like? For no reason, Lewan thought of Fang Sheng's hug before.

"Brother Fang!" Lewan tilted her head and shouted.

"Ok?"

"Come closer." Fang Sheng leaned over without any precautions.

The next moment, Lewan, who was holding a mobile phone, ran into Fang Sheng's arms, turned her head and looked at the camera with a smile, and pressed the camera button.

"Kacha." The expressions of the two of them were photographed at this time. Fang Sheng ignored the photo and asked carefully as he looked at Lewan who was like a baby swallow returning to its nest and fluttering into his arms.

"Are you okay? I'm wearing armor."

Lewan shook her head indifferently, indicating that she was fine, and looked at the photos on her phone happily.

In the photo, Lewan is smiling like a flower and very happy. Fang Sheng's face was a little panicked, as if he was afraid that the lovely person in his arms would be hurt.