Your Royal Highness, I will eventually save you!

"It's nothing."

Litton subconsciously responded, and then realized something was wrong. He looked up again, and a fair face that made people dream was standing next to him. He was also wearing the uniform of the last Royal Academy and a hat. She did not know what was used to cover up her signature smooth golden hair, but it turned into a head of black and fine hair, which was impressively the third princess, Her Royal Highness Princess Funier.

Litton:? ? ?

Good half sound.

Litton came back to his senses, and then he couldn't believe it. Furnier blinked her eyes mischievously, and her small mouth slightly raised an arc of success: "Isn't it a surprise?"

"It's fright."

Litton took a deep breath to make corrections, and then smiled bitterly: "Your Highness, you come out every now and then, aren't you afraid that you will be in danger?"

Fournier didn't answer and asked instead: "What are you painting?"

Her slender green fingers pointed to a piece of paper that had been scribbled on in front of his desk. Litton casually explained that he was just scribbling, and that some of the scribbled positions on it were treasures he was thinking about, but The way of graffiti is so abstract that basically no one can know except him.

Litton was about to speak: "Your Highness..."

But Fanier interrupted with some dissatisfaction: "Just call me Fanier."

Litton pondered for a while: "Good Your Highness."

Fournier couldn't hold back her giggles, and looked at him coquettishly, but she was a little cute for a while, and then she sat down along the table and sat across from him.

Her clear eyes were bent into crescent moons, like a little fox that succeeded in plotting: "Of course I came to find you. Last time you promised me, don't go back and I will come to you."

Litton was speechless for a moment.

Good half sound.

He was a little helpless and asked: "Your Highness, what is the purpose of you coming to me?"

Fournier blinked her eyes, her delicate body leaned forward slightly, exhaled like orchids, and the orchid-like musk-like fragrance rushed towards her face, rich but not thick, delicate and not greasy: "Litton, can you accompany me to a place."

Litton was stunned for a moment, and then looked away in a little embarrassment. This time, Furnier did not inadvertently reveal the gap in the skirt to peek at the scenery inside the clothes like last time, but she was as delicate as a swan under the snow-white neck. The collarbone and the curves of the plump breasts are very prominent in front of him, which is more attractive than the last time when he peeked into the skin inside.

Furnier was delicate, so she naturally noticed that there was something wrong with his expression, but this time she noticed it herself, so she didn't blame him too much for his gaze.

"Hey, if you don't answer, I will take it as a promise."

"Where do you want to go, do you have to accompany me?"

Litton looked at her with a little puzzled eyes. According to her noble status, as long as she wanted to, she was very welcome no matter where she was in the capital of tomorrow.

Fournier blinked her eyes and didn't answer, but put it off: "It's a very interesting place."

Litton frowned: "If you don't tell me, I have something to go."

Fournier stopped abruptly.

Litton raised his eyes and looked forward inadvertently, as if aware of it, just as someone was walking towards him in the library, but fortunately, Furnier's attire and long hair had been covered up, so no one noticed the strangeness.

Good half sound.

Finally no one left.

Fournier breathed a sigh of relief and explained, "I just want you to accompany me to the underground arena."

Litton froze for a moment.

It was only then that I recalled that the underground arena is not a dark and bloody place, but a low-level leveling field and a place for clearing missions in the game "Witch". The best place to choose.

Fournier pouted slightly, as if aggrieved: "Is it still not possible?"

Litton thought for a while: "It's not impossible, but if you want me to accompany you, you have to give me a reason."

Funier answered honestly, "Because you are with me, I think it is the safest, and no one is paying attention, so I can really enjoy the original atmosphere of the underground arena."

"It's okay to accompany you, but you have to listen to my instructions when you encounter something." Litton said.

"Promise to follow orders."

A gleam of joy flashed across the brows of Furnier, and she suddenly changed from aggrieved to a little excited. She immediately stood up and stretched out her hand to hold his arm, her clear eyes slightly bent, "Then let's do it without delay." Alright, let's go now."

Litton was a little hard to resist for a while.

He could only let her pull him forward. As soon as he came out, he happened to meet the person he least wanted to meet. Steele was standing in front of the library wearing a hazy black dress. It happened to see two people coming out.

Lytton:  …

Inexplicable room.

He found that this scene seemed inexplicably familiar.

Chapter 72 I Wasn't Joking Just Now

Steele's purple eyes looked at him, and then his eyes fell on Fournier, who was wearing the platinum uniform of the Royal Academy, with black and delicate hair, she smiled lightly, and said elegantly: "Your Highness, may I ask you?" Is there anything you can do with him?"

Fanier smiled softly and replied: "I have a place I want to go temporarily, and I just asked Mr. Litton to accompany me. Miss Steele, are you coming to the library?"

"I?"

Steele seemed to be smiling a little, and then turned around and walked over to Litton's side: "Of course I came here on a special trip to look for him, and I haven't seen him for a day or two."

Her gaze inadvertently fell on the slender hand that Funier was holding him, and her voice paused: "Your Highness, if someone sees you being so intimate with others, aren't you afraid of being chewed on?"

Fournier smiled back and said: "The clean is clear, I believe most people will believe this, but Miss Steele seems to be more intimate than you."

Steele didn't have any stage fright at all. He raised his head high and his chest trembled slightly. He seemed to have a slightly strange chuckle and said: "It's normal to be intimate, after all, my sister has already put herself on him as a bargaining chip." gone."

chips?

It took a while for Funier's clear eyes to react. As a royal family, she naturally understood the meaning. She raised her eyes to look at Litton, and subconsciously bit her lips. The feelings of a girl are always poetic. For her, if there is no trace of affection, it is absolutely impossible to have such an intimate behavior with him.

But this result obviously made her a little reluctant to accept it for a while.

Litton could feel the gunpowder smell of the second daughter for a while, and he explained helplessly: "Your Highness, don't mind, Senior Sister Steele is just joking, we just have some cooperation relationship."

In front of Steele, an old fox, Fournier looked a little green and immature, and she was already led astray in a few words.

Fanier was taken aback when she heard that.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at Steele, and found that there was a sly look in her purple eyes, like an old fox who has succeeded in tricks, watching others gradually fall into his trap.

Fournier pursed her lips.

Steele glanced at him with a slight complaint, and then changed into a smiley expression: "Primary boy, where are you going, do you want my sister to show you the way? I am also very familiar with Tomorrow's Capital, so I just happened to show His Highness the way."

"I'm not in charge of this matter..."

Litton had a headache for a moment.

He subconsciously looked at Fournier, as if asking for her opinion. As long as she refused, Steele would naturally not have the nerve to continue to follow. In his subconscious, a voice was telling him, Steele It must be no good to keep up.

But unexpected.

Fournier did not refuse, but directly agreed, the slightly frowned brows eased, and once again returned to the elegant and dignified third princess, Princess Fournier, with a shallow smile: "Yes, Then I would like to thank Miss Steele in advance, but regarding my identity, I hope you can keep it a secret."

"Of course, Your Highness."

Steele smiled sweetly, without any embarrassment at all, and asked about their destination, and when she learned that it was an underground arena, she blinked her eyes, then pursed her lips and smiled: "It seems that What a coincidence, the underground arenas in the Capital of Tomorrow are all invested by our Atirantes family."

Litton was startled.

It didn't occur to her that the underground arenas in the Capital of Tomorrow were all invested by the Atirantus family, and Funier seemed a little surprised as well, and she was also a little surprised by this news.

Steele smiled slightly.

Led by Steele, he came out of Deep Blue Academy, and then stopped in front of a luxurious luxury carriage. For the sake of concealing Furnier's identity, this was an essential thing, and so did Litton. Knowing this well, he also had no way to refuse, so he got up into the carriage compartment under Steele's half-smile eyes.

The cabin space is slightly larger.

Great privacy.

But with three people seated, the space in the carriage, which should have been slightly larger, became a little narrow for a moment. Litton sat in the middle, while Steele and Furnell sat on either side of him, one by one. From the left to the right, bursts of different fragrances are rippling in the nasal cavity, but they are next to each other, with some or no touch, separated by a layer of clothes, the touch is the same, obviously wearing a black hazy long skirt Till had a slight advantage, as if he could vaguely touch her warm and silky snowy skin. Instead, he was wearing the platinum-gold uniform of the Royal Academy. The material was very good, but it was still a layer of clothing.

The second daughter's hair inadvertently fell on his ears, face, or neck, and it was a little itchy for a while, but it was difficult to express it for a while, so he could only bear it for a while.

It was also the first time for Furnier to sit next to the opposite sex so intimately. She was silent for a while, and she turned her head slightly to look at the wall in the carriage, her delicate earlobe was slightly blush.

Fortunately, the distance is not very far.

After a while.

Arriving in front of an entrance with a very dense flow of people, the carriage did not stop, but continued to enter the front entrance, which aroused controversy among some people, but after noticing that it was a nobleman's vehicle, the discussion gradually disappeared. After all, noblemen are different. For ordinary people, it is impossible to be the same as ordinary people in terms of privileges.

Gradually, the carriage stopped, and Steele came out of the carriage. She stretched herself, and a maid immediately came up to greet her respectfully, and Steele's expression was quite used to it.

Litton and Fournier slowly got out of the carriage, and they were located in a section where vehicles were parked, but there was only Steele's carriage parked here.

"This is a section specially opened up for our Atirantes family to park their vehicles."

Steele seemed to see Litton's doubts, smiled lightly, and then explained briefly, her beautiful eyes turned, and her purple eyes fell on Furnier: "Your Highness, no one here will know about you Status, but you don't know if you want to watch the game in the VIP room or in the civilian area?"

Fournier thought for a moment and said, "Civilian area."

Steele smiled slightly: "Then please come this way, Your Highness."

Fournier seemed a little excited and eager to try, and her feet couldn't help but move a little faster. Steele lagged behind her intentionally or unintentionally, and happened to be walking side by side with Litton.

Litton couldn't help but raised his eyes and glanced at Furnel, feeling puzzled for a moment. Just as he was thinking hard, Steele's lazy voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Are you curious why His Royal Highness Furnel would agree? I follow?"

Litton paused, and then subconsciously turned his head to look at her. Steele was looking at him a little casually, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. She didn't speak, but the voice rang in his ear : "It's very simple. Your Highness was provoked by me. Naturally, it was because she didn't want to show weakness in front of someone. Naturally, she agreed to my request and came with you, hehe, but she should be well aware of this matter." , but it was not singled out.”

Litton blinked.

Then he suddenly remembered what she had said on purpose before, and he was a little dumbfounded, girls, you are so competitive, and you were kept in the dark by yourself from the beginning to the end?

A chuckle sounded again: "By the way, I'm not kidding when my sister said just now that you are on your back as a bargaining chip~"

Chapter 73

Litton was slightly taken aback.

The feet stopped.

He looked up.

However, he happened to notice a sly smile flashing across Steele's purple eyes. He shuddered slightly, thought to himself for a while, and instead of exposing the truth, he acted out the trick along the way.

He suddenly reached out and gently held her small waist, which was barely enough for a grasp, rubbed her slender waist, felt the warm and silky white skin under her long black hazy dress, and a burst of amazing tactile sensation bloomed in his palm, Stretching out his hand, Steele's tender body immediately pressed against his chest, only a short distance away, and the breath between each other could be clearly heard.

"Senior Sister Steele, were you telling the truth just now?" Litton's eyes were piercing, and he looked at her stunning monster-like face and proud delicate body with some unscrupulous eyes.