Zongman started from grabbing girls with Wuhe Shidao

Lin Mu looked at Irena in surprise, she seldom called her name.

Irena smiled: "When we have a child, let's call it Ye Yiyi, okay?"

"Child? Ye Yiyi? No, how do you know if it's a boy or a girl?"

"I just know it!"

"..." Lin Mu was silent, but he also guessed something.

Good guy, as far as I know, there are two... Lin Mu murmured in his heart, but nodded calmly on his face: "I listen to you, but—are you okay now?" ?”

"Don't worry, it's alright!"

Chapter 440 Witch's Journey (9)

In Fran's memory, it had been a long time since she received guests in this study and reception room.The last time was the one visited long ago by the lover and the Eidolon, who was now presumably her lover.

"Yo."

A door that doesn't open properly.

An old friend and a very nostalgic voice suddenly appeared from the other side of the door.

With beautiful, soft and bright blonde hair flowing like stardust, she walked into the room exhaling smoke, and directly closed the door.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Fran bowed her head at the other end of the table, she sighed and said, "Does that mean you still work in such a crowded place?" She sat down on the sofa and exhaled a puff of cigarette at the same time.

Sheila the Night Witch is still a heavy smoker today.It smells very bad.

"You haven't quit smoking yet." Would you like to give up smoking?

"It's not smoke, it's a pipe."

"Didn't you smoke paper cigarettes before?"

Fran turned her head sideways and asked, and Sheila scratched her cheek embarrassingly.

"That's right, this is a gift from one of my apprentices." Sheila scratched her cheek and said.

Oh, oh, do you want you to die early?The teacher-student relationship is really good.Fran has a tendency to be assimilated by Irena...

"Wait, have you accepted disciples yet?"

"what."

"It's the first time I've heard of it."

"Because I haven't been able to find a chance to talk about it." Sheila chuckled and took a puff of her pipe.

"Speaking of which, speaking of my apprentice, his name is Saya, I seem to know your disciple?"

"Saya..." Fran fell into memory, and soon after, she smiled as if remembering something: "When Irena visited this country before, she once talked about that girl. Reina, help me, is she admitted to being a witch trainee? She turned out to be Sheila's disciple, the world is really small."

"That is to say｜｜By the way, I also met your disciple."

"Oh My God."

"The pretty boy who is with her is the night spirit you mentioned, right?"

"Yeah, how's it going?"

"It's terrible..."

"Scary? Little Ling is very friendly."

"I didn't see it, at least when I arrived, I saw him nailing a witch to the magic circle, making her life worse than death."

"Oh? Did that witch bully Irena?"

"Hey, you really understand, he is a murderer, and he seems to want to attack Irena."

"That's right, I haven't seen Xiao Ling angry yet, but it's really scary when you think about it~"

"Saya regretted hearing this so much that she wanted to die. She said that if she was here, nothing would happen to that boy, hahaha."

"...Please tell her to get along well from now on."

"She loves Irena so much that she can't live without her, so don't worry about it. It's just that she is quite hostile to that boy."

"Please tell her to get along properly."

"Even if you say it, it's the same."

Sheila said while looking up at the ceiling.

The several puffs of smoke exhaled just now accumulated on the ceiling, moving slowly like a cloud with the wind.

Looking at this scene, she picked up the pipe again and let out a breath of white air.

"By the way, do you remember what day it is?"

The clouds on the ceiling were out of tune.

"Of course I remember."

Every year when this period comes, Sheila, an old friend who used to be a classmate, will come to Fran's side to report on various recent situations, and then the two will travel abroad together.

This is already an annual routine.

Every time she visits this room, Fran thinks "ahh, it's been another year since then." And because I see her like this every year, because I know I'll see you next year, even though I haven't seen her for a long time, I will neither miss nor regret.

"Are you ready? I can pack it for you. Anyway, you don't bring anything this year, right?"

Fran stared out the window in a daze, pondered for a second and said, "Before that, can I say one thing first?"

"what's up?"

"Smoking is not allowed here."

Sheila opened her eyes for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

"It's really late."

"Because I haven't been able to find a chance to talk about it."

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