Liver Emperor's Otome Love Game

Sawada Tsunayoshi was surprised that Ge'an didn't recognize him anymore, but he hadn't seen him for two or three days.

Obviously not long ago she held him in her arms like a child, but the grandma who was so close to him even forgot his existence at this moment.

Even full of vigilance and hostility towards him.

Sawada Tsunayoshi still remembers it very vividly. At that time, the girl told him not to fuck her to raise him. Don't all those things count?

It is obvious that this guy's little head has been tampered with by others.

Sawada Tsunayoshi looked over the girl's delicate body to the dark and dense forest stretching towards the top of the mountain.

Obviously it's just a common mountain and forest scene, but I always feel that there is always a strange and invisible purple mist faintly entangled between the mountains and trees.

Gives a very bad feeling.

Even if he didn't have super intuition to remind him, Sawada Tsunayoshi knew that he could no longer walk towards the mountain.

But looking at Ge'an's state just now, it seems that he just came down from the mountain.

"Who are you?" Ge'an, who hadn't received a response for a long time after asking the question, mustered up the courage to ask again.

She kept in mind what her mother had told her about the bad guys outside since she was a child, and she became even more wary of the man who was silent in front of her.

The girl tried her best to raise her voice a little louder, trying to deter the suspicious man who suddenly appeared in the woods by decibels.

It's a pity that the small fists that tightly clenched the skirt fabric on both sides of her body betrayed her nervous and frightened thoughts.

It was modified by the Witch of the Age of Gods to remember.

The girl who thought that she was just raised in Liudong Temple and rarely went out of the mountain gate forgot that she had the great sword that could destroy the world.

It's really hard for a girl's own body to resist a tall adult man's sudden attack on her.

Especially in such an inaccessible and uninhabited wilderness.

If something really happened, I really couldn't run away, and no one would hear me if I broke my throat.

"Why didn't you talk! Hey!" She asked anxiously again.

Such a trembling and roaring dragon has no pressure on Sawada Tsunayoshi, on the contrary, he is very delicate, soft and cute.

It is far from the reliable and warm elder image she showed in front of Tsunayoshi Sawada before, forming a sharp contrast.

"Ah... sorry Ge'an, I just feel a little surprised to see you here..."

After thinking for a few seconds, Sawada Tsunayoshi decided to relax the girl's vigilance first, and then steal the girl back while the child was not paying attention to see if Pengo Lili's people could cure her.

Mr. Rabbit put on a harmless expression, rubbed the back of his head with a smile, slowed down and tried to approach the girl.

Huhuhu, you must know that he has a great aura inherited from his ancestors.

Generally, as long as he wants to get close to people, there will be no one who will reject him.

At this moment, Sawada Tsunayoshi is like a confident flower peacock, walking towards his grandma with his screen open.

"Don't come here!" Ge'an picked up a dry branch from nowhere, and waved it at the man who was trying to approach him.

"Uncle Weird, go away—"

"Uh..." Tsunayoshi Sawada was taken aback suddenly, as if a bolt of lightning struck behind him.

He was crying lasagna tears, covering his mouth and spitting out an invisible mouthful of blood, only feeling that his heart had been stabbed severely.

Too much, blame uncle, too much!

Just when he was having a headache how to take away the furious chihuahua-like kid in front of him.

The big empty ring on his finger ignited a bright red-orange flame.

"Gang, you scared her." The man's voice next to his ear was as warm and clear as ever, but the partiality in his words was quite obvious.

Before Tsunayoshi Sawada was stabbed by his grandma, he was stuffed with dog food by his grandpa again.

The broad palm with the glove engraved with the letter I patted Tsunayoshi Sawada on the shoulder, and the figure of Vongola's first generation transformed from flames floated beside him.

Giotto's warm orange eyes looked at the nervous little girl in front of him, and there were water ripples full of smiles in his eyes.

He patted Tsunayoshi Sawada on the shoulder and said, "Let me do it instead."

Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded, closed his eyes, opened them after a few seconds, and it was Giotto inside his body?

Giotto stood there and smiled at the girl, and replied obediently: "My name is Giotto? Vongola, Gian, please remember my name."

"Uh..." A girl who has lived in the mountains for a long time rarely sees such a foreign name, and she doesn't know how to write such a name.

But just listening to the name, a string of corresponding letters appeared in her mind, and she always felt quite familiar.

Like a constant message she won't forget.

Where have I seen it... Ah, yes!

She blinked, picked up the golden pocket watch hanging around her neck, and saw the bottom of the gorgeous emblem carved on the case of the pocket watch.

Impressively, the words Vongola are written on it.

When the girl wondered that there was this man's name on her pocket watch.

Giotto looked towards the surrounding woods, no longer focusing on the overwrought girl.

Finally, beside the thick tree trunk not far away, he found several dark green vines hanging down from the height of the tree crown.

The vines were very thick, almost as thick as Ge'an's two or three fingers put together.

Giotto tugged hard, and after confirming that the vines were very resilient, he picked up the sharp stones at his feet and cut off the vines in twos and threes.

The cut vines are like moss-stained pythons, twisting their bodies and weakly sliding down from the heights.

It fell into the grass at Giotto's feet.

During this period, Ge'an has been watching the man's series of wilderness survival operations.

Until he saw the man wrap those vines around his wrist.

The two wrists that overlapped were close to the mouth, and with the strength of the teeth, they tied the vines that tightly bound the hands into a firm knot.

"What are you doing?" Ge'an, who was lying on the side watching eagerly, finally couldn't hold back and asked.

Giotto looked back at the source of the sound.

I found that because of curiosity, the little girl had already walked very close to me without knowing it.

The sweet scent of the girl's body, engulfed in the fragrance of plants and trees in the dense forest, entered the man's nostrils together.

Giotto sent his bound hands to Ge'an, and patiently explained: "This way you don't have to be afraid of me."

"Uh..." Ge'an's black eyes lit up for a moment, which was successfully captured by Giotto.

Obviously such a move has greatly won the girl's trust.

Giotto's fingertips were only a few inches away from the girl, so close that he could almost feel her warm breath.

But at this moment, the girl no longer hurriedly backed away like a frightened little animal.

After all, no villain with bad intentions would tie himself up in the deep mountains and old forests, right?

Such a guy shouldn't be a bad guy after all.

Ge'an first looked up at him for a while, then looked down at the vines tied around his wrist.

After carefully looking at it for a long time, he reached out and stroked his wrist under the vine.

"I'm sorry, it hurts, it's all because of me..."

The girl's gentle fingertips brushed over the man's places where the rough vines had rubbed a few tiny openings.

"It's okay, this little injury..." Ah Gang wouldn't care.

Her fingertips lightly touched the skin and were scratched by the neatly trimmed round nails. A slight tingling sensation was transmitted from the nerves in the wrist to the cerebral cortex.

Giotto's wrists trembled slightly, and he took a sharp breath, feeling childish and contradictory emotions in his heart.

He hoped that Ge'an could touch him for a while longer, but also remembered that this was someone else's body, sour and didn't want Ge'an to touch him again.

Continuing to think about this kind of thoughts is nothing more than remembering that he is just a dead person who has stagnated time in the ring.

Suddenly, a feeling of loss and sadness surged in my heart.

"Are you going to cry?" Ge'an frowned, looking at the little rabbit with red eyes in front of him.

Little did they know that under the rabbit's fur was a century-old vixen.

She stretched out her hand to wipe the little moisture from under Giotto's eyes, but she didn't want the man to rub her palm with his cheek like a clingy animal.

Ge'an blushed suddenly when he was too intimate with the man.

She was going to withdraw her hand, but she saw the brown-haired man in front of her reluctantly for her.

Thinking that his hands were tied anyway, he couldn't do anything out of the ordinary.

She couldn't help but give him a little more, and rubbed the skin on the man's cheek with her fingertips.

"If you really feel wronged, I'll untie the vines for you?" Ge'an thought for a moment, and figured out that the man might be crying because he was tied up.

"Isn't Ge'an afraid that I will hurt you?" the fox asked maliciously.

The girl shook her head, raised her head and smiled at him and said, "I was a little scared just now, but I'm not afraid now."

"Well, why?"

"Because Giotto doesn't look like a bad guy."

"Great……"

Giotto seemed to be infected by her smile, and the depression and discomfort in his heart just disappeared, and he smiled along with the girl in front of him.

Between the gaps in the lush leaves, the sun cast fine specks of light on the girl's beautiful and delicate smile.

She quickly lowered her head, with ink-colored hair hanging down the side of her face, pulled behind her pink ears.

Seriously studying how to untie the dead knot on the man's wrist.

But the knots of the vines were so tight that they couldn't be pulled apart with her little strength.

The two leaned together and studied many ways, but they didn't open it.

Just when Ge'an picked up the stone that Giotto had just used and was about to use the sharp side to cut through the vines.

A gust of wind whizzed by with a strong force.

A burst from behind Gyan brushed her face and hit Giotto fiercely.

In the blink of an eye, Ge'an felt the world spinning, and fell between the broad and powerful arms and was embraced by the princess.

Giotto hugged Ge'an and leaped back nimbly, distanced himself from the black-haired man who suddenly attacked him.

The vines on the wrist that hadn't been burned by the flames of Dakong were still turning into ashes little by little and falling lightly to the ground.

Soichiro Katsuragi's frustrated fist hangs by his side.

The jet-black icy eyes stared at the black-haired girl who was held in Giotto's arms.

After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Give me back my daughter."

As soon as these words came out, the aura around Giotto instantly sank several degrees.

The gentle and polite smile on the corner of his mouth remained unchanged, but a dark and dangerous light flashed in his brown eyes.

His arms gradually tightened, holding the girl firmly in his arms.

Spit out arrogant words to a man who knows his strength after only one move.

"I'm the one who should say that, right?"

"Your Excellency, please return my wife to me."

"You big liar! It turns out that you were able to break free from the vine long ago and let me down!"

"Uh……"