I Became Cinderella’s Vicious Stepsister

Chapter 31: Grape shelf

The horse farm of Guangming College is very large, with green grass and no sides at a glance.

This is true for Liu Rao. When Liu Yu practiced fancy horsemanship and rode through a small lake, he was still surprised.

"Gaia! There is a lake here."

She turned and shouted to the back.

Behind the horseshoe "getting" approached, the young man in a white robe and riding a white horse flew up. As soon as he pulled the reins, the white horse stopped.

"lake?"

He turned his head slightly, as if listening to the wind.

"Have a rest here, okay?"

Liu Yu also stopped the white horse under him.

White Horse looked up impatiently and whistled at her. This horse is indeed fierce, but no matter how fierce it is, he can't shake off the people who died with him. Liu Yu has been like it on his back for the whole afternoon. In the end, it can only be wronged and reluctant to admit it. Too.

"Hmm, okay."

Juveniles are indispensable.

He turned over and dismounted, walked to Liu Yu's side, stretched out his hand, and said softly:

"Belia, come down."

Liu Yu looked at the palm before him and decided to play the injured but stubborn lamb today.

She whispered:

"I can do it myself."

With that said, we must support the saddle down.

The waist was held up, and the boy slightly disapproved of her face. Zheng Zheng, the man has been hugged and fell to the ground. When he recovered, he only saw the muscle lines of the boy's arm bulge and fall in a flash, hidden in the white robe.

"Why..." she mumbled, "I can."

As soon as the teenager put her down, her fingers left immediately, leaving only a cool and tight touch.

But Liu Yu hit the snake with the stick, and she grabbed his hand before taking a step, hissing—

"Does it hurt?"

The teenager "looked" at her.

"Well, it hurts."

The girl blushed, and after an afternoon on the inside of her thigh, she had long been aching, "You know?"

"The breath of the wind is different."

The boy threw the reins, and the man had found a place to sit freely.

The young man in white, with his hands behind him, the breeze blowing up his fluttering clothing corner, showing his thin and powerful silhouette between a teenager and an adult.

Liu Yu stood there for a while and then moved to sit next to him.

The place is far away from the people, the breeze is slow, the sky has a slanting sun, close your eyes, and there is damp moisture coming from the face.

Well, the place is good, it is indeed a good place to talk and deepen feelings.

Liu Yuban sat down, and moved over again after a while, until the two of them were shoulder to shoulder, before carefully placing his head on the young man's shoulder.

The young man was motionless, neither evading nor catering.

"...Well, Gaia, what are you thinking?"

The teenager did not answer, a long time--

"I was thinking," he held out his palm, blocking his eyes. "Who am I."

He said.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell into his long, jade-like fingers, leaving a bright red shadow on his face.

"Then do you remember?"

Liu Yu touched his wrist, and memory beads and spotted feathers were still hanging on the chain.

She hid the bracelet in her sleeve.

Without this bead, he could not remember.

"It's weird, I checked a lot of books—" The teenager answered non-questionably, with a slight confusion on his face, "Adult Bruce said, I am a star knight, a child favored by gods. But no star knight can be like me. "

"how?"

"I can hear the voices in many people's hearts." He closed his eyes. "Every day, every day, it's like a bell that is constantly ringing--"

"Are you troubled?"

"No, although it's a little irritating, I seem to have listened to it for thousands of years.

"If it were me, I'm afraid I would be crazy." The girl muttered, "I was forced to listen every day... Oh, who and who became lovers, who and who were born sows, who wanted a kiss... …"

She giggled.

"Now, Miss Fergus wants a kiss from Mr. Leslie," she looked up. "Mister Leslie, can you hear me?"

"Sorry, Mr. Leslie refused."

The teenager smiled slightly.

"Rejection is invalid!"

The girl grinned, lifted a kiss on the boy's cheek, and lay down again.

She put her head on Gaia's lap, squinting halfway, and in her eyes were the juvenile delicate jawline, the slightly protruding throat, the white placket, and the dim sky above her head.

The long evening wind and the slanting sun set the world quiet.

"I am very pleased that my dear Mr. Leslie can only get a trace of cleanliness when she is next to Miss Fergus," the girl was proud and suddenly remembered something, "-- Gaia, it is not because of this, you are always Tolerate me?"

She straightened up and stared at him:

"Quickly say no!"

The teenager laughed:

"No."

"That's good."

The girl lay down again.

This time, she did not lie on his lap, she lay on his side, and Gaia also lay down together.

The teenager lied to her and lay down.

Underneath is the slight astringency of the grass and the fragrance of the earth.

Liu Yu turned over and turned to face him. The two were very close together. The wind blew his face and a clear snowy fragrance came over. She touched his eyelashes with her hand.

Very long, itchy palms.

He was motionless.

The girl moved over:

"...Gaia, I ask you, do you really... really don't mind?"

"Mind what?"

Gaia seemed to be asleep.

"me……"

She seemed difficult to speak.

"Actually, in the classics, I found--" Gaia opened his mouth suddenly. "The deity listened to the prayers of the believers in the shrine. When he came, the thousand flowers bloomed and everything recovered. God waved his scepter, the world's prayer All are satisfied.'Belya you said..."

Liu Yu's heart thumped up:

What did he find?

He soaks every day on the third floor of the library, is it just to check these...

God can listen to prayer, he can also listen to...

She admired his keenness and was afraid of his keenness.

Between Gaia's fingers, a red lotus flew out of his palm like warm jade and sheep fat, and floated in front of Liu Yu.

Guren is like a fiery red beating flame.

One petal blooms like a dream.

"Beliya, is it pretty?" The teenager's delicate eyebrows were raised slightly, and light green eyes were directed at her. "You sound...it seems a little uneasy."

He was trying to please her.

Liu Yu looked across.

They were next to each other intimately, nose to nose, lips to lips, even eyelashes rubbing against each other, and the smell of each other in their breath. She blinked, and he blinked.

"Gaia, don't treat me too well."

She said.

"why?"

The teenager is strangely authentic.

His eyelashes lightly scratched her eyelashes.

Ma Ma, crisp, Liu Yu lifted his body slightly, his lips fell to the corner of his cold lips: "Because I can't help but kiss you."

Guren dissipated in the air.

Gaia leaned back a bit:

"Belia."

But the neck was entangled with vines, he backed away, she was near, she pressed tightly, so that the closer, the tighter, she said in his ear with her soft, almost honey-like voice:

"Kiss me, Gaia, the desire is not shameful, or..."

She paused, weeping a little:

"...You, you despise me..."

She seemed to have broken her heart—

Gaia's hand stopped, but Liu Yu still pulled her away when she wanted to deepen the kiss.

"Beliya, I will never despise you."

"Then why are you..."

"Desire is not shameful, indulgence is shameful." The teenager gently touched her face and pulled her up again, "Beliya, we should go back."

The girl was dragged up.

Her eyes were red:

"Gaia, would you kiss another woman? You heard that I was... Are you angry and sad?"

The teenager suddenly stopped.

The silk strand of hair was blown up by the wind, and Liu Yu felt a slight pain in his wrist.

"Life is long."

He said.

Then, she was pulled by him, gently supported, put on horseback:

"Belia, go."

Liu Yu held the reins secretly:

It's a stick that can't get in the way.

It doesn't matter, life is long.

As soon as she pulled the reins, the white horse ran away.

——————

night.

When Liu Yu returned from the food house and passed the grape shelf, he found a bunch of green fruits quietly on the grape shelf.

The clear green skin, with light green flesh inside, looks different from the grapes of the previous life.

She looked closer, picked a sniff, and decided to wait for the fruit to ripen and pick it down.

He was about to leave but suddenly stopped.

Liu Yu stared deadly at the corner of the wall. In the green bushes at the corner, a moon-white, silk-like thing was exposed.

She crossed the leaves and picked them up.

A pair of men's slippers--

Many nobles love to walk in front of the fireplace, pulling such a pair of soft cloth shoes.

Liu Yu remembered when Gaia rescued her that night, her messy silver hair fell and she barely dropped a shoe.

He turned over the grape shelf.

When I came down, the silk was scratched, but the shoes fell but I didn’t pick them up.

In the bleak night, the girl smiled slightly as she hooked the corner of her silk shoes. The broken shadow of the moonlight in her eyes reflected the continuous vine rack, and the black was a piece of black:

In this way, Gaia is not as indifferent as he said.

In the early morning of the second day, in a sunny day, she threw the missing "pearl" to the teenager waiting outside the house:

"Well, your stuff."

Gaia took it and calmly put away:

"Thank you."

"It will be a etiquette lesson."

The etiquette class did not arrive until today because the professor was late.

"Hopefully a handsome gentleman."

Liu Yu smiled authentically.

"How about you, Gaia?"

"I hope... there's no hope." He thought about it seriously. "It's fine."

In the classroom, when I saw a young man with long black hair and black eyes leaning on the desk, Liu Yu's face was all black.