Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 1067 Is it possible...?

A long time ago, Lingge once heard Alice mention an indispensable element in the so-called "two-dimensional" world, which is as well-known as classic elements such as maid, tsundere, sister, swimsuit, twin tails, and eldest lady. Although the young man thinks that there are too many classic elements in this two-dimensional world, since Alice looks very interested, he finally did not interrupt, so he learned about this behavior called "knee pillow".

Knee pillow, as the name suggests, is it using the knees as a pillow? It sounds really full of bad taste, that's what Ling Ge understood at the time, but Alice pointed out his mistake: it's not the knees, but the thighs! Only the behavior of resting the head on the thighs can be called a knee pillow. And, she said seriously: Generally speaking, this is a treatment that only the male protagonist can enjoy, so Ling Ge, you don't have to be too envious, as long as you brush up your favorability, one day, someone on Yunjingkong Island will definitely be willing to offer you a knee pillow!
How did you answer at that time?
It seems to say...

"I'm not interested in."

come.

However, when he really enjoyed such treatment, he suddenly felt that "it seems not bad". No, no, how could he think like this? The young man shook his head and threw these absurd thoughts out of his mind. He propped himself up and tried to get rid of Saint Shallia's knee pillow. But the next moment, the hands that were gently pressing on his head increased their strength and pressed the young man back without leaving a trace. At the same time, the girl's gentle voice came to his ears: "No, Lingge."

"You have already lent yourself to me, so you must listen to me until the deadline."

is it?

It seems that, indeed, this is the case?

It was something that happened just one second ago, but the young man needed to think for a full minute before he could dig out the relevant memories from his mind and confirm its authenticity. But memory will not lie. In this case, in the face of this overwhelming fact, it seems that he has no room for rebuttal. He couldn't help but think that as if he had found an excuse to make himself feel at ease, Ling Ge finally gave up the resistance and completely relaxed. Just like Saint Xia Liya said, he quietly rested his head on her thighs and stared at the shining stars under the apple tree.

After making sure that the young man had no intention of resisting, Saint Shallia withdrew her hands and supported them behind her, her palms sinking into the soft and muddy grass. The furry spherical stems of the gray grass gently scratched the back of her hands and wrists, bringing waves of itchy sensations. Her body also tilted slightly backwards, allowing a wider view for the young man who was resting his head on his thighs, and then she raised her head, with the same scenery reflected in her eyes.

"How do you feel," she asked gently, "Ling? I heard Alice say that this makes sad people feel better - especially boys."

It was Alice, she always spared no effort to promote her two-dimensional ideas to those around her. The swimsuit episode in Lotterdana City was a big proof. I didn't expect that she was like this in private, even Saint Shalia believed her lies. It was even harder to say about those who had a deeper contact with her, such as Olvera and Ieta.

However, at least at this moment, as a beneficiary, I should not say bad things about her.

From this perspective, the scenery is really nice, with both angles and curvatures... ahem, I hope you don't misunderstand me, I'm talking about the leaves of the apple tree here. They look lively when crowded together, and the arcs on the edges of the leaves give people a sense of delicacy and neatness. The tiny flickering spots of light at the ends are as dense as crushed silver, spreading and spreading under the tree canopy, converging into a microscopic galaxy.

Well, in addition to this, there is also a very soft and smooth feeling... ahem, I hope you won't misunderstand me again. What I'm talking about here are those fruits hidden behind the branches and leaves. No matter they are green or ripe, their surface is covered with a layer of glass-like arc light. They are so round, white, and cute that one can even imagine the delicate touch from the fingertips when touching them, and when you bite them, your mouth is filled with abundant sweet juice.

finally--

"Very beautiful." The young man suddenly said.

His eyes never fell on the girl's face, so he hoped that she didn't misunderstand. The young man thought, I was just saying that the night was beautiful tonight.

Out of some subtle mentality, he did not say this out loud.

But if he didn't say it out loud, it would be natural for misunderstandings to arise, right?

Then, in the shadow of the apple tree, the girl slowly lowered her head and showed a sweet smile to the young man in her arms. Her curved eyebrows replaced the non-existent crescent moon and became the most beautiful scene in the night sky:
"Thank you."

what.

Looking at this scene, he couldn't help but think of: the stars, the moon, the night, the quiet wind, the rustling branches, the abandoned fountain pool, an apple tree full of fruits, and the knee pillow and smile.

This was truly the most wonderful night.

……

at the same time.

"Haha!"

The hall was brightly lit, and the orange firelight created a warm and comfortable atmosphere. The girls waiting for dinner were scattered in groups of two or three. Some sat at the bar and chatted, while others leaned against the window to read. However, they all kept quiet tacitly so as not to disturb the boss lady who was busy in the kitchen. It was not until Olvera, who had just returned to the hotel, suddenly felt something. An itchy feeling climbed up her nose, causing her to sneeze, breaking the warm atmosphere.

"What's wrong, Olvera?"

Shino, who was the closest, put down the book of unknown meaning titled "Generalized Differential Calculus and Combinatorics" in his hand and asked with concern.

"No, nothing." Avella shook her head, feeling very strange: "I just suddenly had a feeling... that I was going to lose?"

"Lose? Lost what? Who did you bet with?"

"No."

Olvera complained about herself. She was not Alice, so why would she bet with others every day? But it was really strange. Since she didn't bet with others, why did she care so much about winning or losing? And then again, what kind of winning or losing could make her care so much... The princess thought about it over and over, but still couldn't figure it out. In the end, she could only attribute it to being too hungry and starting to have wild thoughts.

At this time, the proprietress came out of the kitchen with the last dessert of the day. She walked around Leticia and Shemi, who were circling around the table and salivating, and placed the plate piled high with cream, cheese and honey in the center of the table, surrounded by other foods. When she let go, the cream on the top of the hill was still trembling, and the almonds, nuts and chocolate chips sprinkled on the white cream looked like obsidian exposed after the snow melted, full of sweet and fragrant temptation.

This is a luxurious dessert called "Snow Mountain Cake". Not only does it look stunning on the outside, but its core has an exquisite three-layer structure, filled with raisins, cranberries, cocoa nuts, milk, coconut milk, wine-soaked hazelnuts and other desserts, bringing rich changes in taste and multiple enjoyment of taste. Even in the courts of Grand Brittany or Mindellias, only the most experienced pastry chef can complete this dessert with the help of twenty apprentices, but for the boss lady, it is just an insignificant part of her superb craftsmanship.

In addition to the snow mountain cake, the table also had smoked rolls, air-dried ham, stewed chicken, white bread, oatmeal bread, silver fish fillet, salmon soup, vegetable soup, pea soup, sweet sauce pie, fresh goat milk, milk pudding and other foods. It was so full that there was almost no space. Even for a banquet, it was a bit too grand, not to mention that it was just an ordinary dinner.
The proprietress didn't think there was anything wrong. After putting down the last dessert, she put her hands on her hips, looked at the results of her labor, and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, now we're all ready - well, how about opening a bottle of wine to celebrate?" As for what to celebrate, she didn't know, but she just had to celebrate. In this way, everyone's mood would be better, right?

"Considering that minors cannot drink alcohol," Xie Liya behind the bar interjected, "perhaps I can use my masterpiece that I just mixed, [Maria Hymn], as a substitute?"

"you shut up."

"Oh."

The bartender drank her masterpiece silently, then smacked her lips, feeling quite regretful. However, she was not regretful that her work was not recognized by her sister, but she was regretful that everyone in the hotel had no chance to taste such a masterpiece, which was really a great loss in their lives.

Leticia and Shemi were lying on the dining table, one on each side, staring at the huge snow mountain cake with their eyes wide open. The little bat even stuck out its pink little tongue and licked its lips gently, not knowing what it was savoring.

Xie Mi turned around and asked his elder sister: "When can we have dinner?"

"We can have dinner when Lingge comes back with Xiaoxia and Alice." Xiesta said with a smile, "It's fun to eat together. Don't eat secretly before everyone is here, otherwise——"

She didn't say what would happen if she cheated, but her gentle tone and curved eyes made Xie Mi shiver uncontrollably. He swore repeatedly that even if he starved to death or jumped off the Yunjingkong Island, he would never eat even a bite of snacks!

"I'm hungry too." Avella retracted her gaze and muttered, "Why haven't they come back yet?"

"Don't worry." Xinuo smiled and said, "He should be back soon. After all... Lingge is here."

Although they had only known each other for a short time, Xino inexplicably felt that the young man had an incredible power that always gave everyone confidence and enabled them to regroup no matter what difficulties they faced.

"Um……"

Olvera nodded listlessly, then lay on the table, staring blankly at the hazy night outside the window. She thought to herself, it is time to come back. Even Metien has come back, so how far can Saint Xia Liya and Alice be? But for some reason, she had an inexplicable feeling that... things would not go so smoothly.

Maybe Lingge and Sister Xiaoxia are still lingering somewhere.

……

"Uh."

Lingge, who was resting his head on the girl's thigh, suddenly moved, his expression a little unnatural.

"What's wrong, Ling?"

Saint Xia Liya immediately lowered her head and asked with concern: "Are you uncomfortable? Do you want me to change your position?"

Don't say this kind of thing casually. If Alice were here, she would definitely jump out and accuse me of not observing male ethics. Ling Ge said with mixed feelings: "Nothing, I just feel that... Ovira and the others should be impatient, right? Saint Xia Liya, is it time to go back?"

"Don't be so anxious, Lingge." Saint Xia Liya said softly: "It's still early, we can stay a little longer."

Good morning, is it good morning?

Looking across the girl's cheek and the branches of the apple tree, Linger looked at the night that had completely fallen into deep purple, feeling the ruins of the city sleeping in the silence, speechless. He remembered that he should have left the hotel at nine o'clock, and was delayed for some time in the middle of the way to find the girls, so now it is about...nearly midnight?

If you don’t go back, you might have to eat breakfast tomorrow.

"Don't worry, Lingge." Saint Xia Liya reached out her hand and gently combed Lingge's messy bangs, combing them sideways to reveal a pale forehead and eyebrows. There was always a serious and sad temperament between the eyebrows of this young man, as if he had never relaxed for a moment. Since embarking on this journey, he was either worried about the curse of the young royal power or the strength of the enemy; he was always not confident enough, thinking that as a mortal, he could do very little, so he wanted to do the best in those things within his ability. But there is no perfect option in the world. Whether it is humans or aliens, girls or witches, or even the great and compassionate mother, they have made irreparable mistakes. In this case, why can't he make mistakes?

He should be more tolerant of himself, occasionally empty his mind, not think about anything, and let himself enjoy a short period of peace and tranquility, isn't it good? Just like now.

But Saint Xia Liya knew that he would not and would not do that. Sometimes fate was like a thread in one's hand, so docile that one could dominate or control it at will; sometimes it was like a vicious dog, always chasing after one's back, showing its fangs and ready to bite anyone. He knew that if he relaxed his breath, he might face an irreversible end, so he could never relax and let himself sleep in a comfortable dream.

Once he leaves here and returns to the Fairy Sleep Inn, he will no longer be the young man lying obediently on her lap and thinking about nothing. Therefore, Saint Shallia wants to take this opportunity to let him have a good rest.

It was too selfish for him to always persuade them to rest and help them untie their knots. The shepherdess thought that there were things she could do and must do.

If, if he could have a good rest...

"Lingge," she suddenly asked, her eyes serious and clear: "Can you agree to one more small request of mine?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly. He thought, since he had already lent himself to Saint Shallia, what would it matter if he agreed to her small request?
"That,"

Saint Xia Liya took a deep breath, as if she mustered up her greatest courage to say the next sentence: "If you don't mind, can you... smile at me?"

Give me some meow