death like wind

"Aha, what a coincidence, Uncle Rick, the sun is good today, haha."

Rick held back his smile, and did not refute the sun he was referring to: "What are you doing soaking in the glacier in the middle of the night?" Seemingly remembering something, Rick's expression became serious, and he pulled him up from the river, Mi Le Feier didn't even have time to struggle.

As soon as he landed, the evil fire spread through his limbs and bones, and his whole body went limp, and Millefair fell into Rick's arms.

But at this moment, Rick didn't have the heart to worry about it at all. He took off his coat and wrapped him around him. He understood the reason when he checked his pulse. Why drink so much?"

"I only drank three sips, I didn't know it was the kiss of roses." Millerfield was wrapped in loose clothes, with a pair of white straight long|legs shining in the moonlight, he buried his head in Rick's arms Li, biting his lower lip aggrievedly, said pitifully: "Uncle Rick, put me in quickly, or I will lose my mind again in a while."

Compared to the others who were drunk, crying and playing drunkenly, Millefair felt that he was already up to the mark, but quietly became a little stupid.

Rick didn't act according to his words, but lifted his legs and a princess hugged him up: "Go back first, just bear it."

Millerfell had no strength to resist, his mind had become muddled, smelling the familiar fragrance, he put his head on his shoulder, and was about to fall asleep, but the heat all over his body was getting higher and higher, and he tried his best not to show up in front of his sweetheart Lu Chou, noticing that he was gently put on a big soft bed|, Millefair opened his steamy peach blossom eyes to glance at the surrounding environment, and unexpectedly returned to his room unknowingly.

Rick took a fan and was fanning him. Although it was nothing more than an itch for Millefair, it was better than nothing.

Even though he doesn't even know his own name now, but he still thinks about his crowning ceremony in his heart, struggling to get up from the bed | hooking Rick's neck, rubbing against Rick's neck like a kitten, his eyes are on It looked a bit blurred under the dim light, and he said angrily, "Uncle Rick, what should we do with the final crowning ceremony?"

Because he was drunk, his tone was soft, like a child begging for candy.

"I'll mend it for you tomorrow, okay?" Rick shook his feather fan lightly, seeing that he was slipping off his body, he hooked his waist with his other hand, and the heat wave was transmitted from the tight skin, Suddenly Rick thought that he had also been poisoned by the kiss of the rose.

Millefair didn't notice Rick's increasingly stiff body, and shook his head in dissatisfaction when he heard the answer, looked at him affectionately, and said coquettishly: "Tomorrow will not be the crowning ceremony, today will be counted, I just want today's crowning ceremony."

Millerfell hooked Rick's neck and rested his head on his shoulder. His eyes, which were always clear and bright, were covered with a layer of mist at this moment. He turned his head to face Rick's ear, and the airflow from his breath poured into the ear hole , his lips brushed the sensitive tender flesh behind the ears vaguely, but he didn't realize that Rick's body had already reacted, and he begged himself: "Can you break it for me today, Uncle Rick. …”

The last word "uncle" has a long ending, which is full of coquettish meaning, so soft and sticky, people can't help but want to shut the mouth called "uncle" severely and torture it.

He didn't know how tempting these words were to a man with a vigorous blood. Rick restrained himself with great determination, pulled the man off himself and stuffed him into the quilt, with a firm tone|Bang | Bond: "Don't make a fuss, the conferring ceremony can be done at any time, but not today."

The crowning ceremony is not so much a crowning ceremony as it is to make an adult child truly become a man.

Women don't have crowning ceremony, their crowning ceremony is only completed for the first time, while men's crowning ceremony is the first day of adulthood, under the guidance of the crown granter, for the first time.

Only then is full adulthood.

This is also the reason why the general awarder is the father.

Millerfield was burning badly, and moved on the bed unbearably, his blond hair was messed up, spread messily on the white sheet, and slipped from the edge of the bed to the floor.Millefair gasped for breath, his consciousness was muddled, he thought he had fallen into the fireplace, his cheeks were flushed by the fire, and his peach blossom eyes that seemed to have been rouged at the end of his eyes were even more glistening.

Rick turned his eyes away and didn't dare to look any more, he wanted to use a magic spell to drive away the alcohol in his body, but just after making the trick, it dissipated again. If he uses spells to help him now, then the world of Millerfield will be in vain. .

"Jin, bear with it, the rose kiss is strong, but it doesn't last long, it will be fine in a while." Rick bit the tip of his tongue to force himself to wake up, shook the fan out of the afterimage, I just hope it makes Millerfill feel a little better.

"It's hot, it's so hot..." Millefair wanted to take off the quilt covering his body, but just half way through, Rick stopped his hands just as his chest was exposed, and quickly put the quilt back on him. Covered tightly, Rick would probably cover his head too if he could.

"Woo, Uncle Rick... Can you let me soak in the glacier for a while, I can't take it anymore." His voice was already stained with crying, and his knuckles turned white when he grabbed the bed sheet.

Rick couldn't bear it any longer, and lowered his head to hold the soft lips, and the rhythmic panting sounded in the room...

In the early morning of the next day, the sun climbed over the window sill and shone into the messy big bed in the house. A flawless jade arm was exposed outside, almost transparent under the light. If you ignore the red marks on it...

"Hmm..." A soft muffled hum was remembered through the quilt. After a while, a flowery little head came out of the quilt, raised its arms and rubbed it in a daze. Eyes, tassel-like golden curly hair hanging behind her, lazy and ambiguous.

Rick was no longer in the room, and a sense of loss welled up in his heart. Millefair got up and floated to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes like a ghost. Recalling last night, he felt a little pity, but in pity, he felt a little fortunate.

They didn't make it to the last step. After Rick helped him vent, he fell asleep and was tortured by the kiss of roses for several hours, and he exercised vigorously again. He was already weak and almost paralyzed from exhaustion.

While rinsing his mouth, Millefair was thinking that if he really did the last step, he would have to see a doctor the next day. He really couldn't imagine the process, it was simply inhuman torture.

After heaving a sigh of relief in his heart, he felt a little regretful, extremely contradictory, and didn't dare to think about it any more. Millefair pulled out a loose-fitting summer dress and put it on, humming a light tune and went downstairs.

"Mother, where is Duke Rick?" Parents were having breakfast at the table, but they didn't see Uncle Rick. He hesitated to speak.

Lorca reached out and patted the back of Isami's hand, and said to Millefair, "I haven't woken up yet. When the servant called him, he said he was too tired."

"Uh..." Millerfill, who always felt that he was the culprit, ate his breakfast in silence and didn't speak anymore.

After breakfast was settled in a weird atmosphere, Millefair knocked on the door of Rick's room with the mentality of caring for the elders, and opened the door to enter after hearing the sound of sleepiness coming from inside.

Rick opened his eyes and glanced at the person coming, and closed his eyes again when he saw that it was Millefair. His brows were full of exhaustion, and his whole body was a bit fragile under the quilt, with black hair spread out on the sheet. Black and white are distinct, with a Dao rhyme.

Millerfire lowered his head and kissed his pale face, and said softly, "I'll sleep with you for a while."

Rick didn't bother to answer, so Millefair assumed that he had acquiesced, took off his coat, got under the quilt, and hugged him fully.Seeing Uncle Rick's situation, Millefair probably guessed it. Last night, he probably made Rick angry, and he fell asleep very irresponsibly. Put the fire down.

Some are distressed, some want to laugh...

His Uncle Rick was so gentle.

After sleeping in the cage for a while, Rick woke up at noon, but Millefair was still sleeping. He was so lethargic recently that he could spend twenty hours a day sleeping.

Seeing that he was in a deep sleep, Rick got up lightly and didn't wake him up. After washing, he closed the door and left the room, intending to speed up the progress of this world, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to be ruthless... ..

The cicadas were rustling, the greenery was thick, the sun turned overhead, and it was the time of the day when the temperature was the highest, and the earth was scorched as if it was braving a heat wave, distorting the environment in front of us.

Drowsy and drowsy, Millefair heard someone calling himself, not his current name, but his current name. He wanted to respond, but his body was out of control, as if floating in the void.The call was getting closer and clearer, and after a weightless feeling, it seemed as if the soul had been thrown back into the body, and Yoyo woke up.

Before he woke up, he heard a voice saying: The time has come.

opportunity......

The opportunity he was waiting for now was for An Lin to tell her story. Could there be a turning point in this matter?

Thinking of this, Millefair hurriedly got up and put on his clothes, went out like a gust of wind, and ran to the upper street of Tony's in one breath, only to realize that he didn't know where An Lin's house lived, and was about to turn around to find Ole Philia, an exquisite and luxurious black carriage whizzed past him, full of style, it raised a cloud of dust in the distance, and Millerfield was almost wiped in the face.

He cherished his face very much, and immediately became furious, he remembered the appearance of the carriage in his heart, and planned to go back and ask his father to trip this arrogant person.

There was a lot of voices around, and when Millefair heard two noble ladies behind him discussing the owner of the black carriage, he stopped and listened carefully.

It was only after hearing that that this person was related to An Lin who was looking for him.

"This is the eldest lady of Mr. Peilan's family, Zeyu Peilan? What a strange name." The lady in a purple tutu covered her lips with her hand, showing a somewhat disdainful attitude.

The wife who was following her with tight makeup showed an ambiguous smile, leaned in and whispered to her: "I heard that he is a mixed race from country F and country Z, and he looks a little more beautiful than An Lin who became famous at a young age. It's no wonder that she can stand up to her cousin's reputation."

"Could this be the black swan dancer who is becoming popular?" Some people around heard their discussion, and they also waved their feather fans to participate in the gossip, their eyes sparkling, and they strongly expressed their love for gossip.

The lady with exquisite makeup saw that she was the same lover, so she patiently explained her doubts: "Exactly, this Miss Zeyu is four years younger than An Lin, and she is only fifteen now, but her talent in dancing is not inferior to that of White Swan An Lin. Lin. After Anlin was exposed, her aunt gave up on Anlin and started tutoring Zeyu. This young lady also lived up to her expectations. She jumped to the top with a song of Black Swan stepping on her sister's head, and became popular in half the sky. "

"Then she's coming to Tonys this time..." The lady in the purple tutu asked, how could such a popular person have time to visit the resort town.

The source of gossip's tight make-up wife Lu Fan covered half of her face, and once again showed an unknown smile: "It is said that a Duke invited her to come to the Opera House to play the role of Black Swan."

The author has something to say:

I wanted to write the story of the black and white swan a long time ago. I originally planned to write the story of the supporting role, but since I have the opportunity to write it, I will put it in the short story.

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