Roses blooming in the heart

"These are things you won't learn. You don't need to know too much." Abelide raised her hand and rubbed Elena's now completely dry hair, which was a little messy to show her presence.

"How about I tell you a different story tonight?"

Abelide suggested.

Elena did not speak, but silently moved her hand to Abelide's neck, then hugged her tightly, threatening: "Your life is in my hands now, if you want to survive, please kill me quickly." Tell me everything!"

"Say or not?"

Elena lowered her voice and leaned into Abelide's ear, speaking word by word.

As for Abelide, her posture was as usual, and she even wanted to laugh a little.

As early as when Elena's hand started to move, Alberid had guessed what she wanted to do, she just let him move.

If it had been anyone else, Alberide would have thrown her back and put a gun to her head.

Only Elena can play with Abelide like this.

However, now Abelide wants to tease the little guy behind her.

"What if I don't tell you?"

Abelide did not move, tilted her head to the right, and leaned against Elena's head on her shoulder, and asked: "What can you do to me?"

"Huh? Well..." Elena didn't move, but instead lay on Abelide's body again, and the two of them got closer. After thinking for a while, he reluctantly came up with an answer and said, "I'll kick you out of bed while you're asleep at night!"

Abelide felt that Elena's tone was full of pride when she said this, but as for who fell out of bed, Abelide only knew that when someone was young, she had to do it every night. Being careful when you sleep is even more tiring than when you were fighting for the throne with those brothers and sisters. At that time, you had to be careful about assassins and sneak attacks at night. When someone was young, you had to worry about her falling out of bed.

"...Well this is really a very deterrent threat."

In order not to hurt Elena, Abelide praised her against her will, and then took the person into her arms when Elena was complacent.

"Hahaha, I know Abelide, ah!"

Elena had not been happy for a long time when she felt herself spinning. Then she was in Alberid's arms, and the things in her hand were taken away by Alberid.

Looking up, you can see Abelide's delicate chin and long hair hanging down on her chest. Her golden brown hair is still a little wet and the color is a little darker than usual.

A lot of Abelide's hair, which was originally going to be blow-dried, was still wet.

Just now I was just playing.

Elena lowered her head and pretended not to see, but Abelide just raised her hand and gave her a chestnut, and then carried her to the bed.

"You go play by yourself for a while, and then I'll come over to keep you company after my hair is dry, and I'll continue talking to you, okay?"

Abelide looked at Elena who was still rubbing her forehead and asked.

"it is good."

The little girl also wanted to save face, so she was not happy about having her head shot, so she got back into the quilt again, with only a little hair exposed, and a muffled response.

Abelide was not angry either. She rubbed Elena's head across the quilt in a good-tempered manner, and then went to blow dry her hair.

Elena just said she wanted to blow-dry her hair, but in fact she was just playing with herself. Her hair was still wet now, and Alberid didn't like this feeling very much.

After Abelide left, Elena dared to get out of the quilt.

I'm not a child anymore, why do you still touch my head every day?

snort!

Elena slowly moved to the bed, picked up the comb on the cabinet, and slowly combed the messy hair she had made.

On the table besides the comb that Elena had placed was a book. On the cover was a picture of a princess running up the stairs, with a shoe left on the back step.

It seems to be a fairy tale book.

Abelide should have brought it, Elena thought, picking up the book, putting it on her lap, and opened it to read.

Most of the stories in it were familiar to Elena. They were the stories she had to listen to before going to bed when she was a child. Some of them were even read by Alberid several times.

What was Abelide's reaction at that time?

Elena lowered her head and thought for a while.

At that time, Abelide would just look at her for a while, then take her crying into her arms, and they would look at the illustrations in the book together.

Abelide slowly told the story that she had told countless times.

Even the stories she didn't like or be interested in.

The memories end here.

Elena tucked herself into the quilt again.

Was I so troublesome when I was a kid?

I thought I was a well-behaved and obedient child from other families...

Elena lay under the quilt and thought.

Not long after, the quilt was lifted.

Suddenly exposed to the light in the bedroom, Elena was still a little uncomfortable. She reached out to grab her quilt, and then she was flicked on the head by Alberid.

"what!"

Elena quits.

Why do you shoot me in the head every day?

What should I do if I am fooled!

Elena covered her forehead and fell motionless on the bed, accusing Abelide fiercely of what she had done to her: "How could you do this! It hurts me so much! Abelide is a bad guy!"

But this accusation means nothing to Abelide.

Abelide leaned over and picked up Elena, then tossed her gently, and Elena fell to the other side of the bed. Abelide got on the bed and lay in her place.

After Elena experienced a parabolic free fall to the other side of the bed, her face was full of surprise, her pupils were dull, and she seemed not to know what was happening. She kept lying on the bed for a while before she realized what was happening, and then immediately got up. Go and get on top of Abelide.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"How could you do this to me, I'm so cute!"

"How could you bear to throw me away!"

Elena sat directly on Abelide's abdomen, grabbed Abelide's collar with both hands and started her accusation, ignoring the surprise in Abelide's eyes.

"Elena, come down."

This posture is not quite right.

Abelide wanted Elena to come down, but Elena didn't listen. She just sat like that. Especially after hearing Abelide's words, Elena sat back again, and then let go of Abelide's hand. Collar, he crossed his arms and looked at Abelide with a look of reluctance.

"No, you apologize to me."

Elena raised her chin and said proudly.

She looks like a spoiled little princess.

Abelide could not, and now did not want to, remove Elena, lest the little guy make more trouble later, she could only follow Elena and said: "Okay, I apologize, I'm sorry, noble Princess Elena , I shouldn’t still be yours.”

"Can you come down now?"

After speaking, Abelide looked at Elena.

Elena curled her lips and snorted, then got off Abelide, then got back under the quilt and lay next to Abelide, hugged Abelide's arm, and said, "It's time to tell me a story."