miss mist go with the flow

The gentle posture of Miss Swordsman sitting on her knees and the charm of licking her fingers emerged in her mind. Amy trembled slightly in her heart, and reproduced this wonderful scenery on the drawing paper.

After finishing drawing the line draft, she propped her head and thought about it, why don't she just paint it?

I don't know if Sirin is asleep now.

This thought came to Amy's mind, and she was thrown away immediately.

Find something to do, just for one night, and you can fall asleep when you get tired.

Amy picked up a few paint pens with her fingers, flicked them lightly, threw them into the air, and lifted them up with magic power to levitate.

First is the dark blue long hair, then the blue eyes, then the deepening and refinement of the skin color, the shadow contour processing, the change of the eyes, the angle of the lips opening and closing, the details of the water light on the fingers...

Miss Swordsman's appearance is vivid on the paper, just like a real person.

Amy caressed her lips and looked at her masterpiece. Her fingers trembled, her legs and feet moved together unconsciously, and her eyes were temporarily blurred.

It's embarrassing to say, but looking at Miss Swordsman's "Shutu", she's a little...

Miss Swordsman, who was usually cold and cold, suddenly put on such a coquettish posture, she can't stand the temptation!

Amy was very troubled. She thought of the scene she saw in Mrs. Liwen's room earlier. Obviously, Miss Swordsman really learned something during that short period of peeping.

This damn learning talent!

Amy puffed her cheeks, and wanted to press and roll on the drawing paper a few times, but she gave up the idea because she was afraid that the paint would not dry out.

So, can Sirin fall asleep without her company?

The last time the two of them slept in separate rooms must have been a few months ago, right?

Amy scratched her head, as if they had slept separately once before boarding the rail train?

Oops, why wasn't it so uncomfortable that time tonight?

Amy stretched out her hands and spread them on the table. She leaned on her arms and admired the paintings up close.

After a while, she sat up straight and rolled up the drawing paper.

I can't, I can't watch it anymore, the more I watch it, the more heartburning I can't sleep!

go for a walk!

Amy put the rolled drawing paper into a specific area, twisted her neck, walked out of the cabin with her slippers on.

The sky among the undead is always that dim yellow color, the stream is rushing endlessly, and the source and end cannot be seen.

Amy walked around the border, knocked on the invisible barrier, walked to the river, took off her shoes, and dipped her clean feet into the river.

grunt.

Stirring the river water, feeling the cool water flow, the heat in Amy's heart gradually calmed down.

The riverside bathhouse that was enclosed some time ago was still there, so Amy simply took off her clothes and took a cold bath.

Going ashore with her wet hair in her hands, she tore off the towel on the clothesline and dried it carefully, and went to see the vegetable garden along the way.

The growth of several vegetable gardens is very gratifying. Sirin takes good care of them, and Amy doesn't need to worry about it. She only needs to be responsible for eating.

Speaking of which, when she first came to this world, she planned to stay in the misty forest and play the games she had cultivated in the garden.

If I hadn't picked up Sirin, this vegetable field should be in the forest. According to her progress, the open space next to the tree house can be used, such as the kitchen, bathroom, game room, enchanting room...

Am I so bored that I need to relieve my loneliness by recalling the past?

Amy shook her head, she still didn't want to go back to her room to sleep, so she just continued to wander around.

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly flashed across the dim yellow sky, followed by the sound of drumbeats.

The vision came suddenly and disappeared even faster. Amy was in a trance for a while, and the light and drums disappeared.

Visual and auditory hallucinations?

Amy stared at the sky speechlessly, has she reached the point where she is old and dizzy?

This is a small independent space, how could there be such a vision?

Amy drooped her brows and eyes, she should go to bed, she did feel sleepy after staying up so late.

Lying on the bed, Amy rolled twice, looked at the empty pillow, bit her lips tightly, and made up her mind.

She's going to see if Sirin is asleep!

I have to find someone to accompany me, otherwise I really can't sleep!

Punishment or something, to hell!

………………

Accompanied by Miss Swordsman, Amy slept soundly this time.

When she woke up, she felt that she was holding something in her arms, and she was surrounded by soft fragrance.

Familiar embrace.

Amy pouted, it seemed that the quilt alone could not seal her wild heart, so she went to Xilin's side.

Regarding this, Amy accepted her fate calmly, and skillfully rubbed Miss Swordsman's plump chest.

It's comfortable, it smells right, that's how it feels.

Amy closed her eyes again, feeling relieved for a while.

Sure enough, sometimes you should abandon your reserve and choose the simplest happiness.

Amy thought so, but felt a tickle in her waist and abdomen, as if something was causing trouble.

She was wearing a nightgown last night, and the belt loosened at some point. When she hugged Sirin, Miss Swordsman also put her hand through the robe and put it on her waist. Gently stroking her skin with fingertips.

Enduring the itch, Amy raised her head and saw Miss Swordsman's smiling face.

"Good morning," Sirin said.

Ami puffed her face, "Touching people early in the morning, is it so hungry and thirsty?"

"This is a necessary part of exploration." As Sirin spoke, she exerted strength with her palms and lifted Amy up.

Before Amy could react, Sirin had already found her lips and bit her gently.

"Good morning kiss." Sirin said openly.

Amy licked her lips, buried her in the chest in front of her, took a deep breath, rolled her face a few more times, took the initiative to pursue the service of facial cleanser, and then raised her head, saying: "Necessary greetings in the morning. "

Sirin chuckled, hugged the back of Amy's head, and embraced the Moon Elf again, "It's okay to do it again, I like it very much."

"Female hooligan!" Amy cursed angrily, announcing the failure of the confrontation.

Lose it, get used to it.

but--

Amy grabbed the hands on her waist and said viciously: "Don't move up any more! Exploration must be done step by step, and you must know when enough is enough!"

Her body was already limp and weak, and if she touched her up again, she would have to give up getting up this morning.

Sirin poked the soft flesh on the moon elf's waist with her fingers, and put it away obediently.

Amy raised her body and immediately noticed the clue.

The quilt they put on was brought out of the wooden house by her, and the quilt in the guest room had been kicked to the ground.

In other words, it was not she who threw herself into Miss Swordsman's arms last night on her own initiative, but that Sirin secretly played tricks after she fell asleep.

What a bad woman.

At some point, Miss Swordsman, who was so clear and cold, and who wanted to be stronger, was filled with dirty waste in her mind.

Amy tore off the loose belt, smoothed the folds of the nightgown, grabbed Sirin with one hand, wrapped the quilt with the other hand, and got into the space inside the magic book.

There are toiletries in the manor guest room, but Amy is still used to using her own things.

The two squeezed into the narrow bathroom, back to back, but they didn't dislike each other for obstructing their movements.

After tidying up and changing their clothes, both of them tacitly didn't talk about what happened last night. They had breakfast by the river before returning to the guest room.

Perhaps because they heard the movement in the room, there was a knock on the door outside, and Rosa's voice followed:

"My lords, is it convenient to open the door now?"

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Old Fate: Chapter 91 Counterattack

Amy and Sirin glanced at each other to make sure that there was nothing unusual about their clothes and expressions, and then Amy responded to the call from outside, "Wait a minute, we'll come out soon."

Pushing the door open, Rosa stood in the yard with a smile on her face.

"Come here at this time, have those materials been collected?" Amy asked.

Rosa's gaze passed over the two of them, and she didn't see any abnormal signs. She felt a little regretful in her heart, but she remained calm on the surface, "Yes, Mrs. Amy, you have brought everything you wanted."

She opened the palm of her hand, holding a storage ring inside, "Is it delivered to you directly, or is it for other purposes?"

"Give it to me." Amy said, "Didn't you say before three o'clock in the afternoon? It's only ten o'clock in the morning, and you already got everything?"

"A few of the materials you want are quite rare, so I estimated a few hours more. Fortunately, the branch in Red Lily of the Valley City happens to have the goods." Rosa said with a smile.

This is not the case. The Phoenix Chamber of Commerce is a comprehensive chamber of commerce. The inventory of certain commodities is not as good as that of the exclusive chamber of commerce. The warehouse cannot find the ingredients for the potion that Amy needs.

However, there is a store in Red Lily of the Valley City that specializes in potion ingredients, and it is still a century-old shop.

Rosa entered the city in the middle of the night, made a list to the person in charge of the local chamber of commerce, and revealed that Teacher Miwu needed these things.

Together, the two of them knocked on the door of that old shop late at night, bought the materials missing from the chamber of commerce branch at double the price, packed them up, and handed them over to Rosa to bring them back.

In fact, Rosa returned to the manor at dawn, but at that time Amy and Sirin were still sleeping, and she didn't want to disturb them.

Amy and Sirin didn't go to have breakfast, and Chris wanted to come over to call them, but Rosa also stopped her.

If the two adults don't come to have breakfast, there must be more important things. How can they disturb their interest?

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the morning that Rosa felt that it was almost time, so she greeted her outside the door.

This sense of proportion is exactly what one must master when serving a big man.

Amy checked the storage ring with her mental strength, and she was sure there was no problem. She said to Rosa, "I plan to refine a potion. It will take about five hours. Don't let people disturb me during this time."

Such things as refining medicine must not be done in the courtyard of the guest room, or must be returned to the undead to ensure absolute safety.

However, people in the manor should not be allowed to approach the guest room. After all, the book of the dead is not very harmonious in appearance, full of evil spirits, and easily misunderstood.

"Don't worry, you will never be disturbed!" Rosa promised in a deep voice.

"By the way, where's Chris? Isn't this little girl running around?" Amy glanced around and asked casually.

Rosa replied: "Chris is meditating in the room, I will take care of her."

Magic geniuses also need to practice diligently in order to become truly strong.

Amy took the ring and returned to the undead with Sirin.

She found out the utensils used in refining the Spring of Recovery, arranged them on the grass by the river, and even used a steamer to make some pure distilled water.

Sirin is responsible for helping Amy, taking care of the furnace temperature, passing some things, slicing the material, or performing a show of ruthless iron hands, fishing out heat-treated reagent bottles from the boiling water...

After working for several hours, Amy felt her back ached and her body stiff for the first time in a long time. She sighed in a low voice, "I'm old and old." She collected the liquid potion she got and filled two potion bottles.

"You're done!"

Amy yelled as if venting, hung the medicine bottle to cool naturally, rubbed her palms together, and wiped off the sweat near her forehead.

The moon elves are not prone to sweating, but after hours of hard work in front of the stove, they will inevitably sweat profusely and their hair will also be wet.

There was a strange smell floating in the nearby air, including the smell left after the materials were processed, and also the light fragrance wafting from Amy's body.

The refining of Fairy Sight is not difficult, but the procedure is very complicated. Amy pouted, feeling that both Lily of the Valley and Lord Holder owed her a lot this time, and they had to kill them hard.

"Take a shower and change your clothes before going out." Sirin suggested.

Amy nodded, so the two soaked in the bathing place by the river, tidied themselves up clean and refreshed, and even changed into their normal clothes.

By the way, Xilin scrubbed the clothes they had changed by the river, and washed the nightgown and nightgown they wore last night. The former was stained with sweat, but the latter... I can't elaborate.