The name is still the name, which is the name given by the person of heaven for the origin of the elves, but it should not have appeared in this world.

But at this moment, the name was given to her through the mouth of Anzhe.

If this is God’s will, then begin to regenerate.

An Zhe smiled and looked at the first elves... No, Chong Gong jumped into the space channel and flew away to the hidden country at the other end of the channel, his expression stretched out a lazy waist.

Finally...

Finish everything!

The burden on my body is much lighter.

An Zhe grinned, the emperor's trip, and finally completed the purpose.

Although almost the mental breakdown due to self-decriism, fortunately, it was open.After all, the starting point is the right thing from the beginning, and naturally there is nothing to blame for.

In the end, it’s only a few days before you get back to the devil.

"Very good!Go back!”

An Zhe shook his head, took a step, and his body instantly disappeared into this strange space.

The Emperor.

Looking at the look of normal Anzhe at the end, Xia's Hill Shiyu and Zemura Ying pears could not help but look at each other.

How did you get back and recover?

Both of them worried about him for so long.

"Well, it's time to come back, and dinner is ready."

An Zhe put a plate of dishes on the table, looked at the smiling voice of the two people approaching, and after seeing the slightly surprised expression of the two people, they also understood what the two people were thinking.

Xia's hilly poetry feather stared at Anzhe for a while, and after seeing the latter's natural smile, he couldn't help but shake his head.

Because there is a rational personality, anyway, she can't see anything, but she feels that Anzhe's mood seems to be very good...

“It’s too good to be worried, but it’s not as worrying as it used to be...”

Zecun Ying pear pears is lightly vomiting out of breath, these days to see the performance of Anzhe, is really let her down.

Ai Zhe shued his mouth, then smiled and said, "I'm sorry, let's worry, thank you."

He said, reaching out and stroked the top of the pear pear of the village, and the gentle and affectionate appearance made the pears of the village in the village reddening.

“No, nothing!After all, Ange also cares about me a lot!”

The girl red-faced, unscrupulous, let the one-sided Xia Hill poetry pick her eyebrows, glanced at her and ignored it.

Anyway, as long as Ange is okay, the rest is not important.

After dinner, Anzhe saw that neither of them had returned to his room, but was busy with their own affairs in the living room, and sat down on the side.

"I'll be back to the devil in a few days."

The voice fell, and the two immediately looked at him, and the look was full of consternation.

“What?”

“So fast?”

An Zhe's reaction to the two people was expected, and he couldn't help but say: "Quick what, I have been here for nearly two months."

Speaking of Anzhe is still a little apologetic, after coming to the imperial capital, he was in a busy state for a long time, so that two months have passed, and he spent very little time with the two.

Although they can see each night, they are often tired of returning for a day, and Anzhe is not good at disturbing their rest time.

Xia's Hill Shiyu and Zemura Ying pears recovered from their consternation, and it was also helpless.

It’s hard to get together for the time...

An Zhe looked at the two people with an unhappy look, so he went to the two of them and sat down: "Oli, it's not too bad I'll invite your community to the Magic House."

Don't forget his identity in the Hongsaka Zhuyin community, as long as Anzhe has that idea, it is not impossible for him to move the community to the devil.

Xia's hilly poem feather opened his mouth, half a cry and laughed at the answer: "It is really a wayward statement..."

“Good intentions are taken.”Zemura Ying pear then opened his mouth and rejected Anzhe's suggestion.

Even if she can't bear to be separated from Anzhe, such things are contrary to her original intention.

Because it encourages her to keep trying to move forward, it is also the thoughts that are constantly maintained.

Believe it is not only yourself, but also the poetry of Xia.

Zemura Ying pear thought so, looking at the side of the Xia Hill Shiyu, the latter also just looked at the side.

When he heard the answers of the two men, he thought about it.

As he said before, these two girls are not the kind of people who will easily give up their dreams.

They are the kind of people who are willing to let go of their emotions for the sake of those who insist.

Okay, so there's nothing wrong with that.

Because even if your family is luxurious, you can't give these two people the kind of joy when they succeed with their own strength.

This is the kind of girl who likes it more...

“If that’s the case, don’t say that.Anyway, to say, the distance between the emperor and the devil is really nothing to me."

He smiled and ended the conversation, lying on the sofa, closing his eyes.

I haven’t rested in a long time...

...

It was night, sleeping confused, and An Zhe suddenly felt that a hand was touching his face, so that he could not help but open his eyes.

Into the eyes is the figure of the school sister in the dim wall lamp, at this time is a soft (chi) feeling (xiao) looking at themselves.

“It’s done, poetry.”

An Zhe is used to the night attack of her sister in the middle of the night, every night she will be busy until very late, and almost always come to flirt with Anzhe before going to bed.

It is just that Anzhe used to check the information on the mobile phone, so that the learned sister rarely succeeded...

I didn’t expect to let her sleep so much this time, because she was too relaxed.

“Hey hey hey...”

The student did not speak, just laughed and leaned over.

It’s hard to wait until the village falls asleep!

An Zhe half opened his eyes, with a funny look on his face, and he let her sister kiss her lips.The soft touch made him drunk, and he reached out his hand and pulled her down on himself.

Tired of being intimate in the sofa for a long time, An Zhe was full of laughter and lightly used his forehead to lightly to the head of her sister.

"You're going to the club tomorrow, Poems."

"Well, it doesn't matter, it's usually late to sleep."

Xia's hilly poetry feather said so, but An Zhe suddenly reached out his hand and held his sister's legs constantly rubbed.

“I mean, it’s night, and you’re going to play with fire.”

"Don't you like it, dear?"The student sister was full of temptation's eyes, so that D'Or Zhe could not calm down.

He glanced at her sister, put his arms around the girl, stood up directly from the sofa, walked into her room, and hugged her and overcame the bed.

“This is what you’re looking for, don’t blame me tomorrow.”