Candy Wizard and Travel

The slight disturbance subsided, and Fran quickly continued to be immersed in the content of the book, until she saw another content that she wanted to complain about. This part was almost a gender-transformation version of what she had just complained about. A woman travels around with her outstanding appearance. Deceiving the feelings of a cute girl.

"Little Hidi."

"Ah."

"What kind of women do you think, or what can women do to make people irresistible?"

She wanted to know how a simple child like Xidi viewed the opposite sex.

Xidi frowned slightly.

What a strange question... But since it was asked by the teacher, let's think about it seriously.

"A woman who is irresistible...should be someone like a teacher."

"Hey!" Fran was shocked.

Xidi carefully considered her words and continued.

"A witch like Teacher who has traveled for a long time, is knowledgeable, powerful, and has deep experience will definitely not be able to be resisted by ordinary people."

"Ahem, that's a little too much, Xiao Xidi."

As we all know, what children say is true. It feels surprisingly good to be praised by children, and Fran feels lighthearted.

"I'm serious, teacher, there's no need to be modest," Xidi continued, "As for the method of making people lose their resistance, with all due respect, the teacher should be very familiar with it——"

"No, no, no, the teacher is really..."

Fran waved her hands quickly. She has lived so long and has spent more time with the opposite sex than reading books. So far, the total time she has spent with her disciples has exceeded that of the previous class of students, making her the longest. So in that regard, she is the longest. I really don’t understand.

"——Sleeping magic."

"Eh?"

"Sleep magic, hypnosis magic, poisonous mist magic, potions... Even ordinary witches can't deal with you in a hurry, given your strength."

Fran understood and fell into the quilt.

"No, it's not this resistance...Forget it, it's almost time, Xiao Xidi should rest early."

It's better not to tell her disciple this. He will naturally understand it when he is older. She can't guarantee that he can teach it normally.

The witch got up wrapped in a blanket, her face that had just turned red from the "praise" was not obvious due to the firelight.

Xidi looked at the teacher's back with a little confusion, and her thoughts quickly changed.

"If you mean femininity, in my eyes, the teacher is still very good, really."

This time, the blush couldn't even hide the firelight.

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Xidi hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say the rest of her words.

——Teacher, that’s my blanket.

……

Xi Di did not go to sleep early today.

On the table, a small workbench rotates, displaying every detail of the ice sculpture.

Inspired by classmate McGee, Xidi began to study this more refined and convenient sculpting technique. After injecting magic power, it can last as long as you want. It is very strong, fireproof, dustproof, and fall-proof. When necessary, you only need to remove the magic power. Heated, it melts instantly.

Well, safe and reliable.

A special potion is used for coloring, so that the unique herbal smell of the teacher is restored.

Looking at the photos, sculptures were born one after another under meticulous operations, followed by the coloring process, where the magic potion was poured in, different colors were controlled to be fixed in different areas, and the intensity was adjusted.

After careful carving by magic, the final product is an art as delicate as a living thing. The rough or smooth ice surface presents the surface of different materials. It is so detailed that even the lines on the broom show the pattern of the starry sky. To be able to see the constellations clearly.

Even for Xidi, it was a very nerve-wracking operation.

Rubbing his eyes, he felt that he could do it one last time without affecting his experience tomorrow.

The most profound moments for Teacher Fran have already been made.

The day when I held a magic wand duel with him; the evening on the terrace overlooking the seaside; the first time I saw the teacher standing on the podium...

Who is next, the teacher who studies potions or the teacher who stays up late and sleeps on the table?The time I sneaked into the storage room to eat was also fun...

"It turns out there are already so many."

What should he do if there are so many memorable moments that he treasures and wants to keep forever?I really want to do it.

He said "Why not make a candle", but unfortunately he has no energy at all now. After ten o'clock, it is like being under a sleeping spell. Even with stimulation, he can only wake up for a while, not to mention the things he made with that kind of energy. .

The difficult multiple-choice questions began.

The brain began to operate at a high speed, and each "contestant" had sufficient reasons. It was difficult to choose the winner, whether rationally or emotionally.

Just when Xidi was about to roll the dice to determine the final winner, a momentary scene flashed before her eyes.

The light of the fire, the warmth on her legs, Teacher Fran looked back with shy eyes and raised her feet slightly.

——Some moments you think are unknown to others are usually just what you think.Fran still underestimated her disciple's observation ability.

Looking back carefully, further details emerge.

Under the orange-red light, the thin and smooth stockings and the things they wrap are like glass, gems, black crystals or any shining bright material, attracting people's sight, slender, mysterious, and different in light and dark. Rounded arc.

In an instant, an indescribable numbness that penetrated the bone marrow spread from the tailbone to the spine.

The game in my head continues.

The contestants who had already entered the finals looked at the one who suddenly appeared.

The referee asked loudly, why do you think this player can stand out in this competition?What precious emotions and memories do you hold on to?Or does it carry some kind of heavy emotion that people don’t want to forget? Or is it simply shining and bright that people can’t forget?

The contestant was lying on the sofa, his slender legs evenly swaying gently in the firelight.

——I wore stockings.

she answered.

what!

Everyone present took a few steps back, and the referee was shocked and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

No, you got it wrong, man, I mean, there must be some kind of more memorable, time-quiet moment...

——I wore very high-end, thin and warm black velvet stockings, and my legs were in good shape. My thighs were slightly fleshy, the sock openings were slightly dug into my flesh, and my calves were slender and slender.

If you are going out, you will also habitually hang leg rings here to prevent slipping and fix flying knives. They are soft and made of black lace.

No, the teacher didn't wear those things at all, my eyes couldn't be wrong!

Xidi shook her head.

The contestant said, because I am a collection of partial impressions of Teacher Fran in your mind. Combined with her past deeds, everything here is reasonable!

"Yes! Champion! Champion! Champion!"

The referee and the audience shouted together and danced strangely around the stage.

"it is good!"

Xidi shook her fist and started making with great energy.

The finished product is exactly as she dictated. It must not be shown to anyone, especially Teacher Fran. The details include a fireplace decoration next to it. The light from the fire and the blush on her face are clearly visible. The middle part of the blanket has slipped a little and pulled apart. The corner of the robe, the leg rings that hold the stockings in place, and the slightly lowered texture are perfectly displayed.

"No, it's not right."

Such a sensational gesture was simply blasphemous to Teacher Fran, and Xidi subconsciously wanted to slap her in the face and remake her.

But no, I can’t do it.

In terms of fineness and detail, it was his pinnacle work tonight. Moreover, those eyes that reflected the firelight with timidity had really existed at a certain moment. This hazy feeling of intertwined reality and falsehood made him A splitting headache.

"This is definitely not right."

Xidi rubbed her head, placed the sculpture in the corner of the bookshelf, turned over the bookshelf, undressed and lay on the bed in confusion.

"That's definitely not what I want to do, I am, what's wrong..."

Drowsiness gradually came over me.

……

The final outpouring of magic and concentration exceeded expectations, and when I woke up in the morning, I was still a little tired both mentally and physically.

I had a vague dream, the content of which I have forgotten. I just felt that my body was soaked in the warm tide flowing slowly.

It's rare that something to do with water isn't a nightmare.

Xidi opened the quilt and began to calm down physically. She quickly put on her clothes under the stimulation of low temperature. Thinking of what happened last night, she glanced at the bookshelf with a guilty conscience. When she turned around, there were only normal books on the bookshelf in front of her.

Well, let's go back and reinforce it, and add a magic that will automatically explode if it is not injected with magic power regularly. This is a place that cannot be seen by others even if it is dead.

The cold distracted her attention. Xidi walked to the window and remembered the snowstorm all night. She opened the curtains and saw that the glass was hazy and blurry. She could only see a dazzling white. The water droplets on the inside also froze into ice, and there was even more ice on the outside. Covered with layers of frost.

Used the magic to open the skylight, only white, forget it.

Pressing the wand against the glass, Xidi released simple fire magic——

"Crack."

The cracks in the glass are very unique.

Even though it was frozen, it was still fixed in place, so Xidi quickly used backtracking magic.

"Forgot to forget."

Glass products will have problems if they are exposed to high temperatures on very cold days. It was very cold in winter in China. If you put the glass outside and put hot water back in, the bottom of the glass will fall off.

After isolating it with magic, Xidi melted the ice and snow outside the window again, and with the water droplets falling, the distant scenery appeared in front of him.

The magic barrier blocked the wind and snow that wanted to enter uninvited. The sky was not very bright, but the whole world was already covered with dazzling white.

This was the biggest snowfall he had ever seen.

After it rained all night, the snowflakes were still flying, as if we were close friends with the long-lost earth, warm and generous.

Perhaps her enthusiasm had been exhausted yesterday, and Xi Di only felt bored. She closed the window indifferently and let the ice and snow blur it again.

It's a little late, it's time to prepare breakfast.

……

"It's so cold, I don't want to get up."

The cold weather is the best reason to stay in bed. The already lazy witch became even more lazy after having a disciple.

"Aren't you hungry?" Xidi patiently sat beside the teacher's bed to persuade her, trying hard to suppress her gaze from looking at strange places.

This politeness was due to his guilty conscience, if he would have already lifted the quilt.

Fran mistakenly thought that the disciple was sympathetic to the teacher's hard work today, so she started talking in her sleep before she fell asleep:

"I'm a little hungry. Can Xiao Xidi feed me?"

—almost done.

The disciple wanted to show an awkward yet polite smile, but after thinking for a while, he came up with a more interesting idea.

"Okay, teacher, I'll feed you," he smiled and stood up to go out, "If you can eat it..."

After a while, a small table was placed in front of Fran, with steaming wheat porridge, bread, fried eggs and others.

Xidi thoughtfully divided the food into small pieces that could be eaten without opening her mouth wide, and gently brought it to the teacher with a fork. She held her back with one hand and said like she used to take care of a child:

"Ah~"

The witch opened her mouth in confusion and took it.

The bread tastes very good and she likes it very much. Is this light feeling in a dream?But there seemed to be a real warm current flowing through the esophagus, relieving hunger.

This dream was great!It would be nice if I didn't wake up.

"Then comes the porridge. Teacher, please be careful when scalding it. Ah, it will cool down once you blow on it, hoo hoo -"

The moist and warm porridge was brought to his mouth.

Then there are fried eggs, ham, bacon... Some people like to start the day with food heavy in oil and salt.