[Zongyingmi] He is like the wind

It was dawn when Pietro woke up.

The sun was only faint, but the curtains were drawn tightly, and he could only see from the faint light from the clock that the current time was not even six o'clock.

It is rare for him to wake up so early, and his brain is still three-pointed. When he got off the sofa, he even staggered a little. The weakness of his body made him unable to react in time. Maybe it was the sequelae of curling up all night?

He didn't think much about it at all, the effect of the medicine that hadn't been unlocked affected his thinking ability after all.

But fortunately, he stood still after taking two steps. The temperature of the air conditioner was adjusted to a low level. The cold wind slapped his face, bringing a damp coolness. Slowly returned to the cage.

Here... where is it?

His sluggish thinking started to work slowly, and his last memory was the small dining room, the smile on her sideways cheek, and the slight tickle in her voice.

Then there is no more...

He only remembered that he fell down inexplicably, but he couldn't remember any cause and effect, related plots at all.

So it was Francise who brought him back?

Only then did he notice that someone was actually on the bed.

Frances's sleeping position was not good, which was why she was so determined not to give up the bed.

According to a person surnamed Wa, she not only kicks the quilt, but also hugs things around her: such as innocent pillows.

So when the real leather virgin Troo looked up, he saw the fair skin of a girl who only wore short sleeves and showed her long legs.

She seemed to be sleeping very soundly, with her eyes closed tightly, curled up into a ball, half of the pillow was on her, and half was hugged into her arms, probably because the effect of the air conditioner was not very good, her quilt only covered her thighs At a glance, Pietro saw the pink color of her little underwear and the cute bowknot pattern. He blushed and turned his eyes away, flustered by the sharpness of his sight, not knowing what to do.

wake her up?

But with her current posture, he was too embarrassed to step forward.

Just slipped like this?

She must be worried, after all, she took care of him after he fainted out of nowhere yesterday.This kind of stealing behavior is so unjust.

The silver-haired boy was caught in a dilemma.

He thought he could struggle for a while, but he didn't expect her to wake up so soon.

Frances has been a bounty hunter, so she has always been a light sleeper. She was actually awake when Pietro "rolled" off the sofa, but the habit of staying in bed kept her in a motionless position. I closed my eyes.

It is because of his sight that he really feels like he is on his back.

Many people looked at her with loving eyes.

Of course, she is the goddess in the hearts of too many people. She is beautiful, she sings well, and she has a lot of money. She is a rookie in the music world and the eldest lady of the Dora family. Or obsessed with her singing property, there is always a reason to like her.

Among all of them, his eyes are the most youthful.

Francise likes this kind of youthfulness, because it often means purity. There are too many filths in this world that he doesn't understand, and he is so clean that people look up to them.

Even if there is rebellion against the rules in his bones, it is still young youth.

He has what she lacks and makes her envious.

Frances rubbed her eyes and slowly got up from the bed.

The emptiness in the room was in an instant, and the boy who was blushing and struggling suddenly disappeared from under her nose. She knew that the other party had used his ability, but she got off the bed without any haste. Three to four minutes After she finally got dressed, she said slowly, "Pietro? Are you still there? I packed it up."

According to the character of the handsome silver-haired guy, even if he was shy, he wouldn't run away so vaguely.

It is more likely that he is wandering around now, not daring to approach or leave.

It's so cute.

thought Frances.

It was because of the boy's personality that she couldn't help but tease him.

He was shy and didn't know what to say, which made her cute heart beat.

However, the voice fell, but he did not appear in front of him.

Francise rolled her eyes and suddenly gave a smirk. She turned around and took a step towards the bed, and then tripped over her right foot with her left foot in two or three steps.

Yes, she flopped.

He even screamed on purpose.

The decibels are not loud, but I performed with my heart.

Sure enough, the next second the boy appeared in front of his eyes. He slept on the sofa all night, the clothes on his body were wrinkled, and his bangs curled up pitifully, showing the grievance of the master.

His original intention was to support her, but Frances's domain was fully open, and he was temporarily suppressed unprepared, and the force of her forward collision made him fall backward uncontrollably.

Fortunately there was a bed behind him.

Pietro blinked.

He is now lying on the bed, the girl is lying in his arms, the warmth and softness of his chest almost completely blocks his thinking, he has never had such intimate contact with any woman, he subconsciously wants to escape.

But Frances took his wrist.

So he stopped struggling, and only a lovely blush began to appear from his neck until it covered his entire cheek.

Like a fierce horse suddenly put on the rein, like an eagle lowering its proud head.

Willingly, well-behaved.

Let anyone slaughter.

The author has something to say: the fantasy scene is too cute!

I love Pietro!

Sure enough, Yujie and Zhengtai are the best match!