Fairy’s Box

Blue Seat

The four walls are covered with complex ternary tree diagrams, and in a spacious room filled with fresh spices, Genevieve, who is sitting cross-legged in shorts, suddenly opened his eyes, a faint blue **** The light flickered in his eyes.

"A fight?"

The blue-haired knight's handsome face first showed excitement, and after closing his eyes and letting go of his perception, he changed to a regretful expression, and said with some hatred:

"It turned out to be just a warm-up... Luya and... Yale!"

When he mentioned someone's name, his left hand subconsciously reached under the right rib cage, and the precise straight punch that smashed the liver flashed past his eyes in an instant, and even the previous wounds also felt a dull pain.

"pain……"

The muscles of Genevieve's face twitched violently, and his pupils stared at the tree map opposite. Time seemed to return to the snow-covered wasteland, and the distorted face then turned into a self-deprecating wry smile:

"If you lose, you lose..."

empty seat

In the spacious room with a garden-like structure, Ilunzia, who was sleeping soundly with her arms around a beautiful girl, suddenly woke up. She cast her eyes out of the window suspiciously, muttered vaguely, and turned over to go back to sleep.

"What's the matter, big sister?" Seemingly awakened by her actions, the beautiful girl blinked her long eyelashes, opened a pair of almond eyes, and looked at her suspiciously.

"It's nothing, it's just that two madmen with excess energy started fighting." Iluncia's eyes returned to the soft slump, admiring the curve of the girl's silk, her breathing gradually became quicker, and the corners of her lips lifted a trace. Bad smile:

"Now that you're awake, why don't you do some exercise and then rest."

"I hate it." The beautiful girl Xiu Mu snuggled in her arms affectionately, and rubbed the female chief's shoulders like a spoiled child.

Dean chamber

The old dean, who worked overtime late at night to welcome the ceremony and the celebration party, took off his reading glasses and looked at the cup of strong tea at the foot of the table that was already cold. With a smile on his face, he said to himself:

"It's always good for young people to have energy... If you break something, you still have to lose money."

Black Seat

Charlene, who was worried about losing in the semifinals, tightened her face, curled up under the duvet on the bed, squeezed the black wolf puppet in her arms with her arms, and muttered angrily:

"Don't care about me...don't care about me..."

...

boom--!

The red light flickered like an electric light, directly intertwined and shrouded the sky above the rooftop, and was instantly shattered by the solid black flame that solidified like a barrier. The next moment, the tracks of the two figures collided, and the strong repulsion of the fire of life annihilated everything that was not me. Force, the light of different colors solidified the space again.

Then, the battle came to an abrupt end.

"Let's stop and fight again, I can't control my power anymore." Yale threw the broken training sword in his hand to the ground, and said rather disappointedly, the black flame burning on his body went out.

The female knight seemed unfinished, but this was her own territory, and if it was destroyed by the aftermath of the battle, then another deficit would be added to the few spending bills.

"Continue next time." She angrily extinguished her vindictiveness.

"Continue next time." The black-haired knight strode to the front of the rooftop, looked back and said, "Anyway, thank you for your advice tonight, as expected, no matter how you practice, it's not as good as actual combat... I've gained a lot."

"Don't worry, I'm quite happy too." Luya walked to the other side of the rooftop and turned her back to him and said, "Besides Ilunzia, you are the second person who gives me this feeling."

"Then see you next time."

Before the voice reached the female knight's ears, Yale's figure had already fallen from a height, and after landing a few jumps, he had already dissolved into the pitch-black night.

Luya squinted her eyes against Ye Feng, wrapped her flexible arms in front of her, twisted her slender waist, her pretty face gradually revealed a bit of comfort, and said lazily:

"Huh...it's really comfortable...wait for bad luck."

...

Returning to the Black Seat in darkness, Yale walked to the fountain in the hall, directly dipped his face in the spring water, drank heavily for three minutes, then touched his belly contentedly, and stepped up the stairs with a full burp.

"Eh?"

The black-haired knight stepped into the living area, and before he even approached his room, he smelled a unique sweet scent, and his face immediately showed a surprised expression.

Charlene is back!

He tiptoed to take out the key from his pocket, opened the compound door of the room, and found a slender figure lying on the bed with his back to him, as if he hadn't fallen asleep.

"do not come!"

Seemingly aware of Yale's movements, Charlene immediately made a puffing sound.

"What's the matter, why are you still angry? Tell me, who offended my Miss Charlene." He walked behind him as if listening to the wind, and leaned over the edge of the bed.

"Why lie to me?" The green-haired girl was very angry at the moment, like a ghost in an ancient well.

"Liar to you? Why should I lie to you?"

The black-haired knight hollowed out his brain cells and thought for a long time, and found that he didn't remember having lied to the other party at all.

"And you said you didn't lie to me!"

Charlene turned around angrily, wrapped herself into a ball with a silk quilt, sat on the soft slum with her hands tucked her knees, stared at a pair of beautiful eyes and said:

"I used to give you sweets, and you always ate them all satisfied. Why did you dislike the cake I made yesterday, do you not love me anymore?"

"Yesterday? When?" Yale was stunned.

“Cheesecake!”

The green-haired girl suddenly raised her voice, with an angry look on her pretty face, stared into his eyes, and deliberately imitated someone's voice in a thick voice and said:

"You can't impress me with your cooking, so I won't turn around for you!"

"You made that cheesecake!" Yale's eyes widened as he was struck by lightning. He clearly didn't have Charlene on his shortlist. Wait... Could someone plot against him?

Genevieve? No, no, at that time, he also made it clear that he could not turn around for this dish. Obviously, like me, he was a pitiful person who was plotted against.

Iluncia, even more unlikely, although this woman is most likely to do such a thing, but she has no team and was not involved in it at first.

The only possibility... Luya! You count me!

A string of suspicious lists quickly formed in his heart, and finally locked on a pair of wine-red double ponytails. He suddenly realized that the three corpses jumped violently with anger. With such a degree of revenge, this woman is too hateful!

"Have you thought about it?" Charlene turned her head in displeasure, as if you wouldn't pay any attention to you if you didn't explain it to me clearly.

"I remember..." The matter had come to this point, he could only confess and be lenient.

"Do you have anything to say?"

"Well, I don't actually hate desserts that much, it's just that I ate too many sweets that day, maybe there is some kind of mistake in my sense of taste... You know, this is my first time as a judge of a cooking competition. Mistakes are unavoidable, you have to understand... that's pretty much what it means!"

The black-haired knight racked his brains trying to come up with a reasonable explanation.

"In other words, do you think my cakes aren't delicious enough? Anyway, that's how I am. I don't have breasts, I have a bad personality, and I even have poor cooking skills... You definitely don't love me anymore."

The green-haired girl was nervous and constantly complaining about herself, as if she was digging deeper and deeper into the horns, and even her head was retracted into the sheet, revealing only a pair of tearful eyes.

What happened to this! How can the more you explain, the worse the situation gets?

Yalei took a deep breath, showing a firm expression, stretched out his arms like lightning, and firmly grasped Charlene's slender hand wrapped in the sheet, and solemnly said loudly:

"It's not like this! It's not your poor cooking skills! It's just that I hate desserts, especially pastries, the sweetness is so bad, it's disgusting, the sweeter it is, the more unbearable it is! "

"Really?" the green-haired girl asked pitifully.

"Of course it's true. Food with salt is the most delicious food in my eyes. It doesn't matter if you add a little sugar, but the level of dessert is really unbearable!" He said sincerely.

"Aren't you comforting me?" Charlene looked at him suspiciously, and shrank back a bit in the sheets, still unwilling to come out of the horns.

"I'm comforting you, but I'm also telling the truth. If you don't believe me, look at my sincere eyes." Yale's eyes widened, and he made the most sincere expression in his understanding, trying to let the other party see his sincerity.

"Stop staring, Lu Youyou scared people to death." The green-haired girl finally burst into laughter, and willingly popped her little head out of the sheets.

"You understand best."

Speaking of this, he seems to have put down a heavy boulder in his heart. In fact, this ending is quite good, at least there is no need to reluctantly eat desserts in the future.

"I didn't expect that you don't like sweets... If that's the case, then there's nothing you can do." Charlene in the sheet suddenly sighed, staring at him with burning eyes, and said firmly and decisively:

"Let's break up, how can we fall in love with different tastes!"

"Isn't it! You're going to dump me for this kind of shit?" Yale was so choked that he almost vomited blood, he pulled the other party in front of him, and said viciously:

"Are you serious?"

"Of course..." The green-haired girl turned her eyes to the other side and said slowly, "It's fake!"

"..."

The black-haired knight stood up with an expressionless face, and forcefully lifted the sheet on the opponent's body, and dragged her to his position as if he was grabbing a little sheep.

"I'm joking, don't be angry, okay?"

Charlene looked at him cautiously, only begging for mercy in a soft voice, completely forgetting to resist, until she was lying on the other's legs in an ugly posture, her face blushed and she stammered:

"You, you...what do you want to do?"

"You mentioned taboos that shouldn't be mentioned, so you will be punished!" Yale's face darkened, and he suddenly slapped her upright buttocks.

"pain!"

The green-haired girl pretended to be pitiful with tears in her eyes.