"That's right, I've been living in her manor."
Because of the constant talking, Jenkins ate very little. With a knife in his right hand and a fork in his left hand, he put down the cutlery again under Chocolate's expectant eyes. This was the first time he had done this.
"What are you so nervous about?"
Blaine asked suspiciously:
"I noticed you've been talking and not eating much."
"It's nothing. After all, it's my fault. You know, I've been living in an unmarried girl's house recently. But I swear, I never did anything! I can swear to the sage!"
He raised his right hand and said, his voice raised a lot.
"I really believe that."
The blonde girl nodded and said, holding up the wine glass beside her, and Jenkins quickly picked up the wine glass and touched her lightly. This is real wine, not a drink in disguise. Although it is not impossible to use drinks, but he has not seen Britney for a long time, and he has done something wrong, Jenkins thinks it is okay to drink some alcohol.
"Then how do you plan to deal with the relationship with the princess who loves you?"
This is another terrible question, Jenkins smiled awkwardly, and said the answer Hathaway told him:
"The contact is still maintained. I also wrote to her after I arrived in Beldyran."
He simply couldn't understand why Hathaway asked him to say that.
"That's not bad."
Britney nodded, neither angry nor troubled, and Jenkins was even more confused.
Jenkins drank a lot of wine during dinner, and when he was in the theater later, there were still free drinks for distinguished guests in the box.
Jenkins felt like he'd drank more tonight than he'd drank every day. When sending Britney back to his room, he finally understood why Britney did this:
"Why aren't you drunk? I can't even smell the alcohol on you."
The blond girl with her long hair loose, asked doubtfully while sitting on her own bed under the moonlight. She slightly unbuttoned the collar of the shirt, exposing Bai Xi's neck.
"I just don't like drinking, it's not that I can't drink or drink poorly."
He said, in fact, just relying on the physical body of the gifter, that little drink would not make him drunk.
"That was such a disappointment."
Britney said, her face flushed, probably drunk. She stretched out her legs in front of Jenkins, kicked off the high heels on each foot in turn, and sat sideways on the bed. After the sound of the shoe hitting the floor, Jenkins' left eyelid twitched twice.
Putting her long blond hair back with her hands, and biting her upper lip lightly, Britney looked at Jenkins who was standing there at a loss:
"I think you know what I mean."
Her voice is very soft.
"this… "
Jenkins is not stupid.
"If you turn around and run away like we were on the train last time, I swear I will wake up Hathaway who is sleeping next door and let her see what we are doing."
Goldilocks threatened, the window was behind her, and the light of the double moon seemed to cover her with a veil.
"But why? I thought I didn't perform very well today and you would hate me."
He asked in a low voice, stepped back to the door step by step, and briskly locked the door with his hands behind his back.
"Why?"
The blonde girl looked at Jenkins sadly:
"do you like me?"
"Yes, I love you."
"Jenkins, I've never asked for much."
She thought of many things, the little things she had with Jenkins and Hathaway, the request her father made to her, and her future life:
"That's probably enough for me."
(Finnie is praying)
Jenkins had a dream, which was actually quite normal, not that he never dreamed. It's just that the content of the dream this time is not to fight the black giant cat to the edge of the world, but to return to the last story I read in Black Town, holding the black egg and leaning against the giant tree, Watching a little drizzle fall from the sky.
This time, there was no pain and tension when I suppressed the egg in my memory, but only a comfortable mood and the joy of being able to do nothing.
But soon this pleasant comfort disappeared, and the voices of thousands of people appeared in my ears at the same time. The sound seemed to be that Jenkins was in a busy city, listening to the noises around him with his eyes closed, but these voices were so close to him, as if countless people overlapped and chattered endlessly by his ears.
This phenomenon has already appeared for the second night, since he absorbed the mass of mental power in the mixed dream two days ago, he began to have such symptoms. The mass of mental power did not cause any harm to him, but was absorbed by him without a sound, but the impurities inside turned into such a voice, chattering endlessly in his dreams.
This kind of noise will last for a few minutes and then disappear, presumably he himself is also quickly filtering out these voices that don't know where they come from. He realized that he was in a dream and was bored with these sounds, so he wanted to concentrate and try to see what he could hear.
And once he did so, there would be only one voice left in his ear, and it was the very familiar voice of Fini. The little girl kept repeating simple sentences such as "don't eat burnt carrots at night" and "hope the flowers in the garden can grow", which is very in line with Fei Ni's character. It's just that she doesn't know whether this is what she thinks in her heart at ordinary times, or the distracting thoughts that occasionally flow out in her dreams.
"Why are there always strange dreams?"
With this in mind, he woke up early in the morning, and when he opened his eyes, he saw his cat standing in front of him, looking at him with a condemning look. Those beautiful amber eyes were scrunched up, the typical angry cat look. Because it stands too close to Jenkins who is lying on his side, the huge cat is very oppressive from this angle.
"Why is this scene so familiar?"
He thought to himself, then turned around and hugged the blonde girl who had just woken up, feeling very good in his hand. It was still daylight, and both of them were sleepy. But Jenkins has to leave as soon as possible, and if Hathaway finds out that he spent the night in Britney's room, it's really hard to say what will happen.
"Good morning, Jenkins."
Britney flushed slightly, and the scattered gold covered her ears, preventing Jenkins from seeing that her ears were equally rosy.
"Good morning, Britney."
Jenkins tried to be as natural as possible. Although this is not the first time to say good morning to someone without clothes, it is the first time with Britney.