The law of the beast love

Chapter 412

"I looked at mine? What did I look at?"

Seeing him crumbling, Al got up and went to support him, frowning.

Although Tony was a little dizzy, his consciousness was clear.

He felt the thin and bony hand holding his arm, and wanted to shake it off, but he was a little bit reluctant.

He looked up at Al's eyes, those bright pupils looked a little more lively under the light of the fire at the moment.

Her eyes were indeed puzzled, not like she was pretending to be stupid.

Tony held his breath in his chest.

He didn't want to tell directly about her seeing Brother Hans.

So after staring at Al for a long time, he snorted coldly and turned his face away to simply stop looking at him.

Seeing that he hadn't given up on the idea of ​​getting the wine, Al grabbed his arm tightly and wouldn't let go.

"Okay, stop drinking, let's go home, shall we?"

She suddenly softened her voice, trying to persuade Tony.

Unexpectedly, just as Tony was about to break free from her, the hand that went to get the wine suddenly fell into the air.

Her soft voice is so nice...

As if trying to please him.

After Tony froze for a moment, he turned his head and his eyes were a little hazy because of the alcohol.

"What did you... just say?" He was afraid that he had heard wrong.

Al was relieved to see that he didn't continue to get the wine.

With a shallow smile: "I said let's go home!"

When she smiled, the corners of her mouth raised a slight, just right arc, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, almost sweeter than sweet fruits.

Tony stared at her blankly, then nodded slightly.

"Oh…"

Al suddenly felt that after he drank fruit wine and passed out...

Very obedient! !

After a brief moment of surprise, he let go of his arm and walked home.

But after taking two steps, she felt something was wrong and looked back.

Tony actually looked at her with a resentful expression.

"Aren't you leaving?" Al tilted his head in surprise.

"Humph."

Tony pursed his lips and snorted coldly.

Just now I was holding his hand, but now I said let it go, what do you mean?
Seeing that he was staggering and unable to stand still, Al hurried back and grabbed his arm again.

"Did you get dizzy and can't walk?" She raised her head slightly and asked.

Tony looked at the pair of white and thin hands on his arms, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised.

"I told you to drink less. All the orcs they drank said they would get dizzy."

Al shook his head helplessly, and simply helped him go.

Now Tony was honest, and slowly followed her pace.

Although his head was indeed a little dizzy, he felt in a particularly good mood, as if he could float up!

Al supported him, feeling that he could still walk steadily, so he let go.

But in the next second, his hand was firmly grasped by another big hand, holding it in the palm of his hand!

Al turned his head and looked at the drunken Tony in surprise.

He was shaking his body, as if holding his own hand to stabilize his body.

Looking down at the hand tightly held by him, Al felt his heart beat faster.

"Didn't you say you were going home?" Tony frowned slightly when he saw her stop.

He thought Al didn't want him to pull.

So he gripped even tighter.

Seeing this, Al quickly raised his head, and bumped into his resentful eyes.

For some reason, she felt that Tony was weird today.

Like... like a unwanted cub?

Pathetic!

Especially want to touch his head?
Al himself was taken aback by the idea that came to him suddenly.

Seeing his aggrieved eyes, Al's heart softened.

Let him lead, and then take the initiative to hold his hand and walk forward.

"Well, let's go home."

The moonlight was hazy, and the two walked slowly, one in front of the other.

The two figures on the ground were elongated and shortened, shortened and elongated.

(End of this chapter)