Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 107 The Transitional Chapter Is Used to Send Candy
"Is the engagement between you still there?" Felisa asked curiously. Since the plot has changed too much, she is not sure what is going on between Ulysses and Nancy now.

Ulysses, who was trying to change the file carefully, paused his hands and replied blankly: "It's still there now, but it will be gone soon."

Felisa was not surprised by such an answer. The fundamental reason for the dissolution of the engagement in the original work was that the two people did not like each other, and then Ulysses met someone he really liked, so naturally he wanted to dissolve the engagement.

If these two people are forced to match up, the possibility of resentment in the end is relatively high. After all, Nancy can't stand Ulysses' playboy nature, and Ulysses can't understand Nancy's boyishness. , quarreling over trivial matters, it's fatal to fight.

"What are you thinking about?" Ulysses raised his eyebrows when he saw Felisa staring blankly at him, jokingly, "Am I fascinated by it?"

Felisa came back to her senses and shook her head: "I was thinking of you and Nancy, obviously a pair of enemies, but there is still a marriage contract. Fate is such a wonderful thing."

"Farewell," Ulysses said in a calm tone, "she doesn't want to have anything to do with me."

Felisa was stunned to hear a trace of grievance and unwillingness in such a tone. Could it be another drama of falling flowers, intentional flow, and ruthlessness?

No way... Maybe I'm just thinking too much, but it's right to think about it. Ulysses has always had a rare opponent among women. Nancy is probably the biggest Waterloo he has encountered. It's normal to be a little emotional, but such a Emotions are only temporary, and when Ulysses has another person who can make him care more, he will not care about Nancy's indifference to him.

That night, Felisa wrote Safi a letter asking what she knew about the situation between Ulysses and Nancy.

Although the words sounded high, she was concerned about Nancy, but in fact, it was the gossip instinct of human beings that was just around the corner.

Perhaps Safi was taking a rare break tonight and was quick to write back.

What Safi saw from her perspective was completely different.

"Two dumbasses with no brains."

This is Safi’s reply. After reading this sentence several times, Felisa always felt that she and Safi were not talking about the same thing. bed.

As soon as she lay down, the door of the room was pushed open. Azalez hugged the bedding and made the floor in Felisa's room familiarly.

Felisa hugged her little quilt, and moved her feet exposed outside the quilt a little uneasy: "Are you going to sleep with me today?"

Although Azalez's identity was indeed her "personal" deacon, it was unnecessary to be so close to her, but this was her own doing.

Azalez kept moving: "And then, let you be awake most of the night and run to knock on the door of my room?"

Felisa covered her face in shame and shouted, "Don't mention this!"

This incident is the most unacceptable black history she has, bar none.

On the second day after the theft happened, she climbed into bed on time and went to sleep, but not long after she closed her eyes, she felt a sound outside the window, rustling, and the moonlight was projected on the shadow of the curtain, as if something had slipped away. Pass.

She was so frightened that she instinctively jumped up from the bed, pushed open the door, and ran towards Azalez's room.

She ran barefoot through the corridor, not feeling the coolness from the ground at all, all she could do was to find what she thought was a safe place.

It was about time, and Asalez hadn't slept yet. He was like a conscientious old father, still checking Felisa's homework. When there was a slight movement outside the door, he immediately reacted. As soon as the door was opened, a The figure rushed towards him.

He recognized the person in an instant, and carried Felisa, who seemed to be greatly frightened, into the room first. Noticing that she was not wearing shoes, he frowned and wanted to reprimand her, but found that her entire face seemed pale of.

"What's wrong?" The words that had not been spoken immediately turned into concern, "What happened?"

Felisa said tremblingly, "I think someone is outside my window."

Azalez was stunned for a moment, and then said firmly: "Impossible!"

Unexpectedly, she would be denied so simply and neatly, Felisa said unconvinced: "You know..."

"Of course I know." Azalez interrupted Felisa, jokingly, of course he will not let the same thing happen again, at this moment he has set up a double barrier outside the house, and any trouble will be avoided. Do not open his perception.

But Felisa was frightened. It is useless to tell her these things. In fact, she also knows that it is probably an illusion, but when she closes her eyes, she will feel that she is being taken from a pair of eyes. The illusion of a peeping outside.

"Why don't you come to my room and watch me sleep." Felicia's brain twitched, maybe it was too late, her brain was already occupied by sleepy bugs, and she actually sent such a sincere invitation to Asalez .

Azalez took a deep breath, rejected this proposal that sounded a bit tempting, and opened his mouth to reprimand her.

"Miss, please be sober..."

"I don't care, I don't care, I don't care," she actually started to play tricks, and she fell back on Azalez's bed, rolling all over the bed, "I don't care, if you don't come with me to sleep in my room, I'll sleep here .”

Azarez's temples twitched, not knowing how to remind her that her nightdress had rolled up.

In the end, he still couldn't refuse the success. In the end, he hugged the barefoot Felisa back. In her hands, Felisa was holding the bedding that he had quickly arranged to make a bed on the floor.

"Actually, I'm not afraid anymore." Felisa justified herself, "You can go back to sleep."

"Really?" Azarez sneered, "Then who was that person who woke up twice last night and stared at me for 10 minutes?"

As soon as the words fell, a pillow hit Azalez's face head-on, and a muffled scolding sound came from under the quilt: "Shut up!"

Asalez picked up the pillow for Felisa, and put it on the bed neatly: "I'm going to turn off the light, Missy can stick her head out of the quilt, be careful of suffocation."

Darkness can cover up all embarrassment, Felisa opened her head, and through the thin moonlight, she vaguely saw a black silhouette lying down beside her bed.

The moment he lay down, Felisa finally closed her eyes with peace of mind: "Good night."

Today will probably be another day to fall asleep peacefully, and maybe something different will happen tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)