Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

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"Looking at everything in this world seems to be separated by a screen. I am a connoisseur watching from the outside, and you are dolls on TV that are performed according to the script."

"I thought it would get better with time, but from the eyes of the lake, the situation seems to be getting worse." Yu Zhongming grinned bitterly and shook his head helplessly: "I didn't want you to worry of."

"If you are like this, I will only worry more." Asakura Saori took his words and said with concern: "If there is anything I can help, please feel free to say it."

Yu Zhongming shook his head, hugged Saori into his arms, and touched her little head: "This is enough. I will be much better holding you."

After saying this, Yu Zhongming felt a pressure in his waist.

Looking down, Saori Asakura hugged him tightly with her eyes closed, as if she wanted to embed her whole body inside.

Yu Zhongming couldn't help laughing, the indifference in his eyes loosened for a moment.

At this time, he thought of something he had always wanted to try.

While stroking Asakura Saori's soft hair, he said softly, "Saori, do you know about knee pillows?"

"Knee pillow?" Asakura Saori repeated, then nodded his head: "Does Ming-jun want Saori to make you a knee pillow?"

"Okay! No problem."

Yu Zhongming squatted down, looked straight into Asakura Saori's eyes and said: "No. I want Saori to rest. You must be very tired. For a little girl, it is very hard not to sleep all day. In this way, Saori just sleeps on my knee pillow, how about it?"

Asakura Saori looked into Yu Zhongming's eyes in surprise, a little at a loss, his mind was confused, and he couldn't figure out Yu Zhongming's thoughts.

Isn't it common for boys to expect girls' lap pillows?

Why did it go the other way around here? !

Saori Asakura thought for two seconds before she nodded and said, "Okay! I'm also very tired, so I should take a rest."

Yu Zhongming swept the sword energy lightly in his hand, cleaned the dust on the ground, and then took out a handkerchief and threw it away.

The handkerchief expanded against the wind, and turned into a square picnic cloth in the blink of an eye.

Yu Zhongming immediately sat on the corner of the picnic cloth and leaned against the tree trunk.

He patted his thigh for fear, and said to Asakura Saori: "Come on, Saori."

"Hmm?!! Hmm!" Saori Asakura was stunned for two seconds before nodding in response.

Kicking off her short legs, she walked to Yu Zhongming's body, and lay down on her side.

Ming Jun's skin is so soft, it's so comfortable to sleep on.

As soon as she lay down, Saori Asakura came to this conclusion.

Yu Zhongming looked at her delicate profile, and the glaciers in the corners of his eyes gradually melted.

Although he was still indifferent, he was no longer as emotionless as before.

He asked Asakura Saori softly, "Is it okay? Is there any discomfort?"

"No!" Asakura Saori turned over and looked up at Yu Zhongming's face: "I feel that Ming-kun's thighs are so comfortable, and they are so elastic when pillowed, just like egg pudding."

Yu Zhongming gave her a strange look, wondering what kind of metaphor this is.

Could it be that Saori is not just a consoling ghost, but a metaphorical ghost?

Asakura Saori didn't think there was anything strange about this metaphor.

She really felt that Ming Jun's lap pillow was very comfortable, just like sleeping with her mother in the arms before, it made people feel at ease.

After all, she was still a 12-year-old girl, and she was already very tired after waiting for Yu Zhongming all night.

After a while, her breathing gradually became even, and her body gradually relaxed.

Naruto Yuzhong caressed her long black hair and fair and petite cheeks with his palm, leaned against the tree, closed his eyes and meditated.

Think nothing in your head, think nothing in your heart.

He fell asleep too.

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After an unknown amount of time, Saori Asakura opened her sleepy eyes.