Yuanshin, no one knows the harem better than me

It's all Xia Tian's fault.

Xia Tian took the initiative to admit it, but he didn't mean to repent at all. He was as proud as a joke: "I admit my mistakes and don't correct them. Isn't it selfish, shameless, and despicable? Do you want to put me in the Monde Prison?"

Qin is not used to taking the initiative to make jokes, but she is definitely not a person without humor. She nodded along with the joke: "Well, it's a pity that Mond doesn't have laws that can deal with you."

The eyes are half closed, and the layer of moist mist covering the pupils is squeezed together, making it even more lively, as if it is about to flow out.

Xia Tian smiled softly: "Sorry, I am such a troubled outlaw."

Shamelessly admitted it.

What can Qin do?There is no way to arrest him, and he even hopes to cooperate with him to continue doing "wrong things". Is this the magic drug called "like"?

Opening your mouth will cause trouble for others, and you can't be reconciled if you don't open your mouth. The knight who believes in everything is meaningless and faces the enemy head-on, decided not to assume procrastination, and wanted to convey this emotion.

"Summer, I—"

"Qin."

It is a happy thing to be confessed, not to mention being the object of longing, it is simply a plot in a dream.

But how can you lower your posture for the person you look up to?

It is necessary and obligatory for Xia Tian to maintain the perfection of Qin.

Therefore, he interrupted the words that he had already guessed.

"Can you listen to my mind first?"

"Ah."

Qin nodded, turned her ears slightly, and listened carefully.

Xia Tian's words are like the wind of Mond, warm and seductive.

"Actually, I knew you much earlier than you knew me. I knew you before you knew who I was, even before I came to Mond or Tivat."

"Later, our real acquaintance, you are more outstanding than I imagined, so outstanding that it seems that you can't touch it, you can only look up from afar."

Qin doesn't really understand the feeling of "untouchable", and only takes it to mean "high or low status", so she wonders why Xia Tian has this cognition to herself: "Untouchable? For many people, I am Gunhill As a descendant of the German family, I am the acting head of the West Wind Knights, so you will think that I am superior... But, to you, my identity is not very special, right?"

Not to mention that Xia Tian, ​​as the Wind God of Mond, has a higher status in Mond than the head of the Knights, it depends on the people Xia Tian knows, which one is lower?There is no reason to have the perception that the status gap is too large.

"It's not about how superior you are, but... feel ashamed to stand by your side!"

Xia Tian will not belittle anyone, he has equal respect to everyone.

"I'm really lucky. I know a lot of good girls... I know the immortal from Jue Yun Jian, I know the Seven Stars from Liyue Port, I know the palace secretary from the Great Shrine, I know the princess from Fengxing Mansion, and I even Once stood by the side of Inazuma God..."

"Ying, that is, General Thunder and Lightning, the god of Dao Wife, she is so powerful that I can hardly hold a candle to her, but I never feel that I am not worthy or that I am not qualified to stand by her side."

Xia Tian withdrew his eyes looking at the moonlight, and concentrated his gaze on the face that was more beautiful than the moonlight.

"only you."

"You are selfless, you love so much, you are dedicated to Mond, you give everything you have, you are perfect."

"Let me ask, how can I, who is selfish, be around such a selfless and loving person? How can I get close without being ashamed?"

The high evaluation of the word "perfect" made Qin happy, but after knowing Xia Tian's feeling of "being ashamed to be close", she felt that the flower that was about to bloom in her heart was pinched by a ruthless hand.

Hehe, 20 years

The irresistible suffocation made her throat dry and her voice hoarse: "Sorry, I... I never thought that I would be so far away from you."

Not crying, but full of sadness.

She already understood what Xia Tian wanted to express, the distance between the two of them was already too far away, it was hard to reach...

I have never invested energy in management, and I always show reservedness blindly, without any emotional expression or emotional maintenance. Now I want to bear "fruits", is it possible?

Think of Barbara who made bento for Xia Tian, ​​think of Mona who stood beside Xia Tian from the very beginning, they spent several months with Xia day and night, and what did they have?Have you ever become the reliance of Xia Tian for a moment?

Nothing, but kept asking for his help.

At this moment, the only thing to be happy about is that the "confession" is interrupted, right?What a gentle person...choose such a gentle way of rejection.

I didn't say I liked it, and he didn't refuse it. It's such a blessing not to have to go through the embarrassment of being rejected.

However, since it was a lucky thing, why did the eye sockets become hot and why did the cheeks become moist? Could it be because she was too happy and cried with joy?

The crystals under the moonlight were flickering, falling drop by drop on the blue shoulder straps, sliding down the white collarbone.

How cruel Xia Tian is, to appreciate this beauty without wiping it... He never thought that there would be such a scene, guessing that his words were misunderstood by Qin.

They both felt that they were far away from each other.

For the sake of Barbara, after trying to get closer, Jean is ready to give up.

And Xia Tian, ​​after knowing that the distance can be shortened, decided to go forward bravely.

Then, the momentum is overwhelming.

"It's far away because Qin is too perfect in my eyes. Now that I think about it, Qin is just an ordinary girl... who can cry and have such ordinary emotions."

Unexpectedly, even "perfection" was denied, and he couldn't even use the words to comfort himself "I am perfect in Xia Tian's heart".

"Um... sorry to disappoint you." Qin bit her red lip very hard.

She blinked and squeezed out big tears, hoping to stop the tears, but she couldn't squeeze them clean, and the unstoppable sadness constantly stimulated the tear glands.

"It's better to say that I am very lucky, because Qin is not perfect, so I have the courage to come to Qin's side."

Xia Tian stretched out his hand, but did not touch Qin's skin, his fingers were right in front of Qin's eyes, blocking the moonlight: "The imperfect Qin is not far away at all, it is within my reach."

"Huh?" Qin was stunned together with tears.

"Finally, I can touch you."

Xia Tian sighed, stretched his fingers forward, and touched the snow-like crystal clear skin, the thin, tender and elastic touch made all the waiting worthwhile.

Feeling the touch from the tip of her nose, Qin didn't dare to breathe, for fear that taking a light breath would blow away Xia Tian's fingers.

"Do you remember? Four months ago, on the day you were sick, we leaned on the fence of West Wind Square and looked at Mond City under the moonlight."

Xia Tian’s pupils are like a camera, and the voice is the switch of memory, reproducing everything: “I once said, compared to “Liontooth Knight”, I still think “Dandelion Knight” is more suitable for you, because you, like It's a dandelion. "

"I remember." Qin will never forget, those are the most touching love words she has ever heard, and after hearing the joy of those words,

Xia Tian repeated.

"She symbolizes freedom, drifting with the wind, unfettered."

"She symbolizes persistence and self-confidence, and she can grow unremittingly no matter what kind of environment she is in."

"She symbolizes selfless love, the seeds will be scattered in any corner, whether it is the abyss or the mountains."

"She symbolizes purity and gentleness, neither arrogance nor impetuosity, dancing with the wind."

"The violin is like a dandelion."

This is Zeng Mei, who made Qin wonder whether she could be worthy of the title of "Dandelion Knight". Hearing it again, she was still as moved as before.

Only this time, the weeping angel came to the world, so it didn't rain.

got windy.

As if on purpose, a gentle wind blows from the direction of the moon, bringing pom-poms of dandelions.

Four months ago, the pale white pompoms were easily blown away by the wind, and only the lonely leaf stalks of Qin could be sent in summer.

Four months later, what appeared in Xia Tian's hands was a dandelion without petioles.

Xia Tian sent the dandelion pompon to Qin, and asked: "At that time, I still had a sentence that I couldn't say, would you like to hear it?"

"Hmm." Qin responded briefly, she pinched the hem of her skirt tightly and held her breath.

"Listening to it may disturb you, so are you still willing to listen?"

"Ah."

"After listening, will you give me a response?"

"Ah."

Like knowing what he was going to say, like knowing how she would respond.

Xia Tian caressed Qin's cheeks with the back of her hand, and her soft smile was reflected in Qin's eyes like the firelight of a warm and cold night.

Four months late, I finally conveyed my wishes.

"Qin is like a dandelion, free, strong, gentle and pure."

"I like dandelions."

"I like piano."

Before he could respond, he burst into tears as if he was moved by himself.

I am afraid that I will never think that one day, I will be moved by my confession.

No, what moved me was not the disdainful words that others heard, but because the unattainable flower of Gaoling finally bloomed for me.

Qin stretched out her hands, holding Xia Tian's cheeks, and the two wiped each other's tears, but they couldn't stop, like a child being bullied.

...How can I make Xia Tian not cry?

Qin forgot that she was so anxious that she bit her lips tightly, and the lips were cracked and bloodshot.

She had the experience of comforting others, but she had no experience of comforting the one she liked. She was so flustered that she even forgot to respond to the confession.

Some things do not need guidance, and there will be revelations from the body's instincts.

Today's moonlight witnessed another girl's lost first kiss.

Qin took the initiative to fit in. She wanted to comfort her, so the kiss was very gentle.

But the aura that responded to her was extremely hot, Xia Tian's almost greedy desire, as if to convey all the longing that had accumulated for several months.

The tongue licked the lips, there was a bloody smell, and only sweetness remained in the mouth in summer.

The inexperienced head of the group is difficult to parry and has almost no ability to resist. She has never been weak in the face of a strong enemy, but this time, she chose to compromise and submit.

Letting Xia Tian guide, she learns little by little, responds little by little, until the first teeth open and she accepts everything.

The first kiss is also a deep kiss.

There is no youthful superficial superficiality in the novel, replaced by the embarrassment mixed with tears and saliva, pulling out beautiful silver threads under the moonlight.

Flawless and elegant, Qin took a moment to breathe, and gave words that were no longer needed but had to be stated.

"I like summer."

"Ah."

"I like summer."

"I know."

"I like summer."

"Ok, I know."

Three sentences in a row, just like making an oath to Mond under the giant statue of Fengshen ten years ago.

She will protect Mond forever.

She will love summer forever.

Later, Qin ushered in her

How long?It was so long that Qin was completely awake from the drunkenness, and clearly realized that the moment was like a dream but it was not a dream.

The two of them pressed their foreheads together, and their noses touched their noses, like a fish that cannot breathe once they are separated.

Talking is also close to the lips, in a sense, their

"I'm going in, it's my birthday party after all."

"Ah."

That being said, I have no intention of getting up at all...how can I be willing to part?

pat-

A voice came from behind.

The barrier of sound insulation is still there, and I am in love, so I didn't notice it at all. Now that I woke up from the lingering, I noticed that there was a gap in the balcony door, revealing a pair of unknown eyes.