The Sealer of the Sword

Yan Ye, who laughed lightly, turned his head like that and looked at Eliya who was sitting quietly in his arms, and when he looked at her long hair that was as fluffy as fried hair, he couldn't help but smile. , reached out and took out a comb from the void on the side.

Although Illya's messy hair is really happy, but because it is his masterpiece, he will not say "Illya, as a little loli, can't you wear this head like a chicken coop My hair is running everywhere."

So Yan Ye looked at Ilya sitting in his arms and combed her hair.

I have to say that Ilia's hair is exceptionally good, even though it was originally messy like a chicken coop, but when the comb was combed from top to bottom, there was no lag.

Just combing it down like that, seeing Ilya's hair becoming smooth again, Yan Ye couldn't help but patted Ilya's head with a smile.

The hair is so well cared for, and because it is so close, Yan Ye can even smell the faint fragrance of Eliya's hair.

The scent of her hair blended with Illya's own body fragrance, which made Yan Ye feel uncomfortable and get closer again, but he found that Illya, who had her back to him, seemed to be enduring something, and her whole body was a little stiff. .

Noticing this, Yan Ye stopped the movement in his hand, tilted his head to look at Illya, and asked, "What's the matter, Illya, where are you uncomfortable?"

When inquiring like this, Yan Ye found that Ilya's originally stiff body relaxed.

With this reaction, Yan Ye couldn't help looking at Illya's hair curiously, and after looking at the comb in his hand again, before Illya could reply, he combed Illya again.

As a result, when Ilia just heard Yan Ye's question, she turned her head like that, with a slightly unnatural expression, looked at Yan Ye and said, "Ah...it's okay, Ouni-chan, it's just—" At that time, because he was completely unprepared, he let out the sound of "Ugh...".

Although Illya's voice was very small, she quickly reached out her hand and covered her mouth.

But I have been observing Ilya's words, and naturally I have seen them all.

Speaking of Ye, when he saw this, he smiled like that.

He didn't say anything, didn't reveal anything.

Just like that, she continued to comb her long hair for Ilya, watching her body slowly stiffen again, until her cheeks turned red, and even when the voice she had been enduring was about to come out, Yan Ye didn't let it go. Passed by Elijah.

The moment Yan Ye let go, he saw Ilya lying in his arms as if she had collapsed, panting a little.

No need to look, Yan Ye can also clearly know that Eliya's face must be blushing now.

Ilya's reaction, although Yan Ye didn't understand it at first, but at that time he looked at Ilya's hair and the comb in his hand, and after combining the two, he understood.

Combing your hair is actually the same as brushing your teeth.

There is a subtle feeling that one person combs the hair of another person, especially in the case of the opposite sex.

Whether the subtle feeling can be expanded to the extreme depends on the level of combing the hair.

Although it sounds nonsense, it is actually the case.

The higher the level of brushing, the more comfortable the person being brushed will be, and when that level is at its extreme, and in that subtle feeling situation, it evolves into this.

Ilya already had a clear affection for Yan Ye, so under the overlapping of these three senses, Ilya, who was a little shy, turned into a place that was close to some kind of harmony.

But this is still on the tram after all, not in his own home, not in his own room, so stop there.

When Illya's subtle feeling was about to turn into a harmonious plot, Yan Ye let go of Illya and did not progress the harmonious plot.

But even so, whether it's Illya, who is almost collapsed and lying in Yan Ye's arms, or the one who sits beside Yan Ye, watching them both quietly from beginning to end, but now she can't help it. Gui Yanye, whose shy cheeks were flushed, showed how bad what happened between Yan Ye and Ilia just now was actually.

But fortunately, there were very few people on the tram going to his house, so in their carriage, there were no other people except the three of them.

Don't worry that what just happened will be seen by others.

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"Ugh..."

Ilya, who seemed to have recovered from the loss just now, just lay in Yan Ye's arms and let out such a low whimper.

It seems that because she sensed her reaction just now, she was too shy to turn her head to look at Yan Ye.

So she continued to lie in Yan Ye's arms like that, until the tram finally arrived.

Because of the location of his home, the tram actually goes straight to his door.

So much so that at the moment when the train arrived at the station and the door opened, Ilya, who had been stuck in Yan Ye's arms because of her shyness, ran down as if she were running away.

As soon as he got out of the car, it was the door of his house, so Yan Ye didn't have to worry about whether Illya would get lost or not.

He just looked at Ilya's figure running away, and when he couldn't help laughing, Gui Yanye, who was sitting beside him, also stood up and walked to Yanye with an unnatural blushing expression. , said, "Brother, here we are."

Hearing this, Yan Ye smiled.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand towards Gui Yanye, and before Gui Yanye could react, Yan Ye had already held her hand.

Then, when he directly stood up from his seat, Yan Ye released his hand.

Because he threw everything into the package, so empty-handed Yan Ye walked towards the tram door, only to find that Gui Yanye hadn't followed after a few steps.

Seeing this, Yan Ye stood still, and when he turned his head to look behind him, he found that Gui Yanye was still standing where he was just now.

The only difference might be that Gui Yanye, for some reason, was putting the hand that he had just held in front of him.

Gui Yanye just looked at her hand like that, dumbfounded and didn't know what she was thinking.

"Gui?" Yan Ye shouted.

"Ah... what? Brother."