The Child of Winter of the Moon

The priest shook his head: "I mean features like hair color, and eye color."

"Thin women are nothing special. They are the type that only men with special hobbies will play with if they are sold in brothels. What about Douding..."

The woman paused, pondering with a little aftertaste:

"It's too far away so I can't see it clearly, but it must be a beautiful boy. It makes me want to bring him back and raise him, inject all kinds of poisons, and turn him into a little boy who can only lick my fingers and call my name." dog."

"What about hair and eye color?"

The priest paid no attention to the woman's sexual fetishes.

This made her very bored, she pouted her crystal lips and snorted:

"The hair is snow-white, and the eyes are as red as a rabbit. Ah yes, it's the same as my pigeon. So I feel very close."

Priest: "..."

Rao is a priest with deep faith, but he can't help feeling like a pagan: This is probably a cycle of cause and effect.

70 years ago, as a servant, the master was also a girl with this beautiful color.

However, at that time, he could only watch her die in front of his eyes.

So I made up my mind.

Not only for my own wish, but also for that pure snow girl.

I want to save mankind together with her.

"Einzbern..."

The priest sighed nostalgicly, recalling the family that, like himself, wanted to save mankind.

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"Ahh~!"

Mr. Luo Zhen sneezed cutely.

——So cute~~~~! ! !

Atalanta and Joan of Arc on both sides trembled at the same time, they were so cute that they almost cried out!

Probably Ari, Liya, Kallen, Rin, Sakura, and the maids in my hometown are all thinking of me, but Luo Zhen doesn't care at all.

Joan of Arc quickly took out a tissue from her pocket, and approached Luo Zhen intimately:

"Come on Luo Zhen~, hum~."

Atalanta instantly exploded:

"What are you doing, you shameless cow girl! Don't use your nasty fat to approach my master!"

"Hey~~! How rude! It's fine to have an opinion on me, but this body belongs to Leticia, huh?"

Joan put one hand on the plump fruit, and puffed out her chest as if boasting:

"Ladycia is an excellent girl! This healthy body represents her parents' love for her and adequate nutrition! This proves the affluent life of this era! It is something to be proud of!"

"Who knows what you say!"

Atalanta still gritted her teeth, threatening with a voice in her throat.

These two women are really...

Luo Zhen took a tissue and wiped his nose, watching them confront each other in front of him, face to face and chest to chest.

But the face is clearly in the middle, but Joan of Arc occupies [-]% of the area underneath.

How pitiful!Poor my Atalanta!

In order to prevent Atalanta from continuing to humiliate herself, Rozen raised her tail and ears.

Let her groan, meow and lie on her lap.

Luo Zhen skillfully scratched the little female cat's ears and chin, making her purr intoxicated.

By the way, she said to the envious Joan of Arc:

"Ruler really doesn't have riding skills? If we can ride, we can rent a car ourselves."

"Woo! I'm sorry (??ω?｀)"

The saint who was very apologetic pouted her mouth and peeked weakly at Luo Zhen.

Now they are sitting on the back of a pickup truck, walking slowly on the mountain road at a speed of twenty yards.

One of the essences of Qiongyou is to seek a ride with kind-hearted local people.

Luo Zhen and the others also found a kind old grandfather to hitch a ride.

Sitting in the back seat of a pickup truck is also kind of romantic.

But the comfort of the shelf is here after all.

Looking at the scenery for two hours soon got tired of it, and now Luo Zhen only felt his buttocks trembling all the time.

If Arturia was here, she could have raced to [-].

But it's good to have time to relax.

Luo Zhen quickly relaxed and patted the seat next to him to signal Joan to sit down:

"Keep studying. Where did you say it? Multiplication?"

"Ah, yes! Ninety-nine multiplication table, I have memorized 5! ( ? ?ω?? )?"

Miss Jeanne was very confident, and she blinked boastfully.

Mmm, very powerful, Luo Zhen praised her perfunctorily.

To be reasonable, although the Holy Grail will not give the heroic spirits unnecessary knowledge, even if they don't know the multiplication table, it doesn't matter, but Joan is a follower.

Because she borrowed the body of this girl named Leticia, Leticia's knowledge is her knowledge, and the memory is shared.

Then Joan has no concept of multiplication and division, and can't understand a single word of the mathematics textbook she carries with her, which means...

Luo Zhen patted Jeanne on the shoulder kindly:

"It's okay Laetitia. You're cute, boys will love you!"

Joan: "...? Why did you suddenly mention Leticia 0v0?"

The completely inconsiderate natural saint, the girl who didn't know she was possessed, was rolling in her head.

July: Be young and not work hard, grow up vtb??(??ω???)?

If Luo Zhen makes his debut, he will definitely be able to, thank you Boss Nero for sending me a golden theater (????)

Chapter 6. Confession of Love

Bang bang bang bang, the truck is shaking.

Whoop whoop, the engine is running.

The car drove from day to night, all the way is the European pastoral scenery.

Luo Zhen, who followed the slow car all the way, was also tired.

He lay on Atalanta's lap and slept soundly.

Miss Ata was stroking Luo Zhen's snow-white hair with a loving face.

It's soft and thin like new snow, but it's also warm. It's hard to put it down, and you won't get tired of playing it for a lifetime!

Looking at this enviable scene of dying, Joan's chest also felt itchy.

I really want to touch, I really want to hug!If you can still rub it, it must be as comfortable as heaven!

Joan of Arc: "That, Miss Atalanta? You're tired from being pressed by Rozen for so long, so I'll do it for you! (?? ???)"

"Don't touch my master!"

Gulululu~!Miss Atta's tail and ears exploded together, and she stared at Joan fiercely.

But rather than being a mother cat who protects the cubs, it is more like Mu Tianliao's addicted cat.

Luo Zhen will become addicted if he smokes too much, please use it as appropriate.

"Woooo(??ω?｀)"

Can't suck Rozen Joan of Arc, like a big dog being bullied by a cat, biting his fingers with a hungry face.

Miss Atta, who was dominating the master, snorted, her fluffy tail wagging:

"Why don't you take a nap now. Even if you don't need to rest, the girl's body should rest too."

Servants do not need to sleep or eat.

Although it is necessary to rest mentally, as long as there is a supply of mana, it will not affect the combat effectiveness.

Rozen has always regarded Atalanta as a follower as a companion, so they have always ate and lived together.

This kind of thoughtfulness also made Atalanta more fascinated by him.

Joan of Arc is another matter.

She is relying on a living person. Although she has the blessing of a follower's spirit foundation, she should be much stronger in all aspects, but she still needs to eat and sleep.

Jeanne smiled gratefully:

"It's okay, I'll take a nap after Luo Zhenjun wakes up. If no one talks with you, Atalanta, you will be lonely too, right?"

"Who wants to talk to you! (??ˇ?ˇ??)"

Miss Atta put on a proud face.

But the wagging tail indicated that he was not angry.

Joan of Arc smiled knowingly, feeling that not only Luo Zhen was cute, but his servants were also cute.

Moreover, although Joan also understands that the relationship between them is not considered friends, but they are already comrades-in-arms on the same front, so she also wants to get in touch.

So she ignored Atalanta's resistance, sat down next to her, leaned on her shoulder and said: