"Ah... I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, Tina, I'm leaving now! See you next time!"
After speaking, Albert kept a polite smile and found an excuse. He didn't have time to listen to Su Kui's words, and immediately turned his head and left.
It can be seen from his slightly sluggish pace that it is estimated that his feet are enduring great pain.
"Punch—"
The witch smiled badly and snorted, "Deserve it!"
Presumably, in a short time, he would not dare to make her idea again, right? Because of her, Tina! Will become Albert's nightmare!
After Su Kui finished speaking, she turned around and asked Dyson, "Dyson, did you see what I did just now? Did I do it beautifully? Let him still dare to bully you!"
When Su Kui was a child, he would sneak into the palace to visit Dyson, and saw that Albert always took the lead in bullying him.
Now, it can be regarded as revenge for Dyson.
As a result, when he turned his head, he saw the boy's face flushed, his green eyes gleaming with intoxicating water, and a pile of wine bottles on the table staggered.
When I get closer, I can still smell the alcohol.
"Hey, kid, how much wine did you drink?" The witch was surprised.
Dyson hiccuped and looked at her aggrievedly, almost crying, "Do you like Albert? Do you like him like that? I, I tell you! He is not a good person!!"
Su Kui laughed, "Of course I know!"
The hem of the skirt was suddenly grabbed, and the witch lowered her head and met a pair of watery eyes, "So, you must not like him!!"
Su Kui: "Okay..."
What a cute little guy~
"Just like me!!"
Dyson kept talking about him, and on the way Su Kui brought him back, he always pulled Su Kui and didn't let go.
-
At night, Albert returned to the palace, and the maids served him taking off his shoes and clothes.
Looking at the red and swollen toes, he couldn't help taking a breath, "hiss-"
The girl looked flirty, and she seemed to be able to blow away in a gust of wind. Why is she so strong
No wonder he feels like he can't walk if he hurts!
-
The witch was wearing silk pajamas, lying on the roof with her legs crossed.
The palace was quiet, and the maids were not allowed to enter the palace. There were only Dyson and the Witch in all directions.
The night sky is shining with stars, and the river of stars is flowing, magnificent.
Dyson is now asleep, right
Thinking of him naively pulling her up and talking about the missing for more than ten years, and didn't want to go to bed until midnight, the witch wanted to laugh especially.
The little guy still hasn't grown up~
As a result, just thinking of this person, I suddenly heard a rustling sound next to him.
When the witch turned her head, she saw the young man staggering up the ladder, revealing a head, looking at her blindly.
"Dyson? You didn't sleep?"
"Hmm... miss you—"
Dyson walked over in the witch's panic, burying his head in the witch's arms and rubbed it, muttering.
"But we just separated not long ago."
Um, about ten minutes ago
"It only takes a second, I will miss you!"
The voice of the drunk boy was hoarse, with a vaguely milky voice, which made people's hearts sore.
"Okay, do you want to go to sleep?"
"You stay with me," the young man said straightforwardly, his hands tightly encircling the witch's slender waist.
The witch tried to break free and found that she couldn't separate him from her waist without relying on brute force.
"Dyson, don't make trouble!" She ordered in a huff!
"You danced with Albert today!"