I'm really a witch

"When did you come back to Netherfield?" After adapting to the rhythm, Circe gradually relaxed and became interested in talking.

Darcy was too tall for her, especially when they were dancing now, they were so close together that she had to lift her neck high to meet Darcy's eyes.

She looks so cute, like a cat that is meowing and jumping on people.What's more, her eyes are so bright.

Darcy was so happy to be stared at by her, and his tone of voice was soft enough to surprise anyone who knew him: "I just arrived yesterday." After he finished his answer, he felt that he had said too little, so he added a sentence, "After I sent Georgiana away, I rushed back immediately."

He pursed his lips, as if he was a little embarrassed because his words were too straightforward.Darcy didn't know why he just said that directly. Wouldn't it be possible for people to find out his impatience as soon as he heard it?But he vaguely expected Circe to hear the meaning, which was very contradictory.

Mr. Darcy really thought too much, and Circe only grasped Georgiana as the key point in his two short sentences.Almost as soon as Darcy finished speaking, she opened her mouth: "Georgiana has returned to Pemberley? How has she been in recent days? When we broke up last time, I always felt that her complexion was still not very good, which was worrying. "

Circe looked worried.Georgiana is the girl with the worst body she has ever seen in these years. It seems that she once had a serious illness but did not recover, so she left with a small headache. She looks quieter and more delicate than other girls of the same age. some.Circe couldn't help but think of the two little Bennet sisters, who were about the same age, so full of energy every day that it sometimes seemed like they had boundless energy--just think of their almost He never missed a dance, and never stopped himself from dancing, and that's more or less evident.

Darcy secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little disappointed.Fortunately, he had somewhat understood Circe's insensitivity in observing words and expressions, so he quickly restrained his small thoughts and concentrated on answering her questions.

"Yes, Georgiana has returned to Pemberley. Before she left, she specifically asked me to remember to invite you, and she will wait for you in Pemberley." Darcy led Circe to exchange places, and then continued Go on, "She likes you very much, so please give me this honor."

Circe nodded quickly: "You are too polite, I will definitely go back and visit, I don't want to miss such a beautiful manor." This girl is really persistent in letting her go to Pemberley, Circe thought secretly.Georgiana was delighted to be so valued.

She raised her face and showed such a serious look to make a promise, which made people want to lift her hand and hold her in his arms.In this position, her face is facing her chest.Darcy's hands were itchy, and he led her around in a circle.

"As for Georgiana's physical condition, you don't have to worry too much." Darcy was distracted to feel the soft and slender waist of the girl beside him under this movement. "She is in good condition, and she hasn't had any headaches in the past few days."

Circe took a step forward, then slid back away.The moment she got close, the girl's warm and fragrant breath sprayed on her partner's neck.She didn't notice it, her tone was brisk, and her voice was sweet and soft because of relaxation: "That's really the best, her face is still too pale, it makes people feel distressed."

Darcy's body stiffened because of the sweet breath brought by her instant approach, and he even moved his Adam's apple nervously.Fortunately, she backed away quickly... No, maybe he hoped that the other party could stay for a while.

Darcy didn't dare to let himself think about it, for a moment he only felt the palpitating heat on the skin under his palm.

Circe was still going on: "I want to send her some pots of flowers," those that soothe the nerves, she added in her mind, "Plants always make people feel better."

She paused for a moment, then suddenly changed her tone of concern: "Aren't you feeling well?" Circe considered her words.

Darcy was taken aback for a moment, as if she didn't understand how she would ask such a question.

Circe was also aware of her recklessness, she was a little ashamed, lowered her eyes slightly, her eyelashes fluttered: "You seem to be a little hot." This season's clothes are relatively thin, and the other party's burning palm made her uncomfortable.

For a moment, Darcy almost retracted his hand on the girl in a panic.But he quickly remembered that they were dancing at this moment, and it would be rude to let go.His fingertips moved convulsively, causing Circe to look at him curiously.

So Darcy had to make up a reason, so that his abnormal body temperature could have a relatively reasonable explanation.

He hesitated for a moment, and then said cautiously: "It's just a little hot." This is more or less a truth.After he finished speaking, he stopped talking and didn't mean to explain further.

Circe was actually a little worried.Maybe it was because Georgiana was too weak, so she looked at the little girl's brother, who was a sibling, and unconsciously worried about his health.Even this gentleman is as sturdy as a well-trained hound.

But she couldn't throw detection magic on this gentleman on the spot, the effect of that kind of golden magic was really too conspicuous.Circe was slightly troubled.After feeling the heat from Darcy's palm getting hotter, he couldn't help showing a confused look.

Is the tempo of this song too fast?Did Circe take a closer look?It is indeed a very cheerful dance step, so it is because of the movement.She couldn't help but make a comparison with her own ease, which always felt a little strange.Could it be that you were too tired from the journey yesterday?This seemed to make sense, and Circe nodded inwardly to her inference.

After she thought she had successfully figured it out, she quickly put the discomfort caused by the heat of the other party's palm behind her, and began to think about some small magic to improve her state.Just be quiet.she thought.

Darcy noticed her distraction, but didn't make a sound to remind her.He just needs a little time to adjust his state, so as not to be rude.

For the first time, he realized that the two dancing people were really close, even a little too close, which made people flustered.Even in the sound of dance music and footsteps, he could accurately distinguish the girl's slightly rapid breathing, see her agile eyes, reddish cheeks, and heaving chest.

As if being scalded, Darcy hastily looked away, but he couldn't help feeling the soft skin under his palm.Even through a layer of gloves.He almost felt an absurd jealousy of Circe's former dance partners.

He realized that the quiet atmosphere between the two of them would only make things worse.His palms were probably already sweating, as was his forehead.He felt an unprecedented embarrassment and anxiety, which made his mood fluctuate, feeling irritable at one moment, and restless at another.But it's only because of a dance.An ordinary piece that he has danced so many times at so many balls.

A new topic must be found.Darcy urged himself in his heart.Chat about plants, chat about London, or chat about Pemberley.Or compliment her, as Bentley did, and flatter her with nice words.

He thought so, but hesitated a little.It's probably like this in front of the girl I like, I always hope that my words and deeds are perfect.Maybe he should start with the weather, but wouldn't that be too stuffy?Too bad, the longer they were silent, the less he knew how to resume the conversation.

"Are those over there Jane and Mr. Bingley?" Circe asked her partner, tilting her head.

"Huh?" This was not any topic Darcy had imagined, so he had to overthrow all the drafts in his mind to meet this new question.

"Yes, it was them." Darcy was over six feet tall, taller than most of the people present.This allowed him to easily follow the direction Circe indicated and look down from above.

"They're so well suited," said Circe, with a frown. "Jane is the prettiest girl at Longbourn, and Mr. Bingley is a good-looking man."

"Ah..." She suddenly realized that the gentleman in front of her might not be interested in these gossips.After all, not all men are like Williams, who are more informed about various news than she is, and are full of interest in it.

"Sorry, please pretend I didn't say it." Circe was a little embarrassed. She seemed to want to raise her hand to touch her nose, but she restrained herself.

"...No, it's nothing." Darcy didn't want the first topic of the two to end in such a hasty way, and he tried to organize his words.

"Actually..." He stammered in a rare way, as if he had never discussed such a topic with anyone, "Don't you think Miss Bennet is a bit colder than Bingley?" After he finished speaking, his ears turned red.Such words are almost talking about people's merits behind their backs, which is a kind of faux pas for him.

"Cold?" Circe blinked in confusion, she unconsciously took a step towards Darcy's direction, so that she could see the pair more clearly, "Jane looks very happy, she smiles more than usual Even better."

Her words almost made Darcy laugh.Such a simple and straightforward way of judging may only belong to this girl.But he was willing to hear her point of view, from such a perspective that he had never touched himself.

Besides, he really worried about this matter for a long time.Bingley was his friend, and he knew exactly how warm and natural he was.So I always think more about him unconsciously, even if some aspects have slightly crossed the boundaries of friends.

Seeing Darcy's expression of listening, Circe seemed encouraged.She kept this somewhat too close distance, and lowered her voice as if she was whispering to someone.

"Jane is a very good girl, she is very kind to everyone, and she never thinks of others in a bad way." She is not stingy with her compliments, after all, Jane really deserves these compliments, "She is just very shy .”

"But Elizabeth, and Charlotte and I, we all know that she has the same feelings for Mr. Bingley as Mr. Bingley has for her." Circe blinked playfully, pretending to be serious and told him " You mustn't tell Mr. Bingley about it, he'd be proud."

"...Okay." But are you getting too close?Darcy held his breath and struggled to speak.