"I see," Roland picked her up and gently put it to the bed, and the simple action alone made him breathless.Uncovering the thin blanket and turning over the bed, Anna leaned over and put her head on his arm.

Next is the foreplay?

He found himself nervous, so that he could not go on, as an "experienced" comer, can never be timid in front of the little girl.Perhaps you have to use a relaxed small talk to ease the atmosphere, and then do the action, such as... talk about a yellow paragraph first?

As he pondered, Anna’s soft voice sounded in his ear: “Didn’t you think you might die when you pushed me away in a hot air balloon?”

Roland languished, did not expect the other side will ask this, "I just subconsciously did so."

"You are the ruler of the castle, and the hope of the witches," she whispered. "I am not worthy of you."

“It’s not a matter of worth,” Roland said with a chuckle, “I can’t watch you being attacked and indifferent.”In fact, I woke up and thought carefully, if it hadn't happened so suddenly that I would have time to think about it before making a decision, I would still do it."

“I can’t stop you, right?”

“Well, not yet.”Roland squeezed her nose with her other hand.

Anna's eyelashes fell down, and after a moment's silence, she said, "Can you tell me your previous story...I want to know more."

"Well, before," exhaled Roland, who had searched the memory of the next four princes, was preparing to tell the funny story of the two palaces, but swallowed it back to his mouth.His past did not belong here, but to a very different world: "I used to live in a big city, big and big."

"Well, the castle is many times bigger than the border town."

"There is no difference between me and ordinary people after I am born, some small smart, but not smart to go anywhere."Learning is hard, so I am often praised by teachers, but he does not know that the hard-to-wipe graffiti on the walls of the classroom is painted by me.”

"Of course he dares not blame you."Anna whispered.

"Haha, that's not it, he doesn't need to do anything to me, just tell my parents," Roland smiled and shook his head. "They will never show me mercy when they teach me."

“Then, as I got older, my teachers kept changing, from junior teachers to mentors, and finally finished all my studies with bad grades.Of course, compared to other people's children, it is so bad."

He half-closed his eyes, his experience after a slight rendering of his experience slowly, this kind of undisturbed communication feeling has not been experienced for a long time.He had been playing the role of prince since he had been here, and at this moment he felt as if he were lying in a hotel full of classical style, and the girls of China were at home, and the tension gradually relaxed.

Maybe we should take the next step?

Roland turned his head slightly, but found that Anna had closed her eyes, slightly ups and downs on her chest, and fell into a dream like a cat.

He faltered, then laughed.

She was... she was tired too.

Think about it, in order to conceal their whereabouts, the witch the night before the night of the mountain to find a mouth to hide, but also always be on the guard against the beast and the devil attack, almost no sleep for a night, just after the light continued to rise the lookout number to the border town.After returning to the castle, Anna spent one night in her bedroom again, two days and two nights without a moment's rest, a tight and loose is easy to let the previously suppressed fatigue all burst up, now not tired.

Perhaps the other person's decision was also made in the anxious waiting.

Although it is a little sad, but Roland does not care about this time, the days are still very long.

He stepped forward, kissed Anna's long eyelashes, and whispered, "Good night."

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When the early morning light was put into the room through the gap in the curtains, Hilvi got up from the big bed and couldn’t help but yawn a few times.

These days, from the discovery of the devil to the death of the air, the last way back to the border town, she felt that even if she was surrounded by the church's judgment army, she would not be so nervous and tired.

“Good morning,” Wendy had already changed her clothes, and was carrying a basin of water ready to wash.

"Good morning," she said, "you're up early."

"Older," Wendy laughed, "and less time to sleep."

“Is it dawn?”The Nightingler rubbed his eyes, "It seems that I've got a nap at noon today."

“Didn’t you sleep last night?”

“I had a lot of dreams.”

She had clearly seen each other go to the third floor of the castle last night, and had been wandering for a long time in front of the Lord's house, but because of the special ability of the nightinge, she did not know what she wanted to do, in any case, it was too late to come back.“You weren’t last night...”

As soon as he spoke, the Nightingale suddenly turned her head and looked directly at Hilvi, and the slightly squinting eyes were self-evident—the latter immediately closed his mouth.The strength of the first combat witch of the co-assistance is obvious to all, and the scene of the ghosts in the air to kill the devil is still vivid.Put it on the sleeping island, just afraid that the Ashes will not be her opponent.For her silent warning, Silverie felt better not to be too curious.

“What happened last night?”Wendy is strange.

"Cough," she said, "I heard her say hello last night, it must have been caused by too much energy consumption in the last few days."

"I feel the same way," said the Nightingue, taking off her nightgown, revealing a well-balanced and coordinated body, and began to wear the close-up underwear given by His Highness.

Then again, Wendy has now fully accepted the dress, and there is a tendency to recommend it to herself.

I have to say, His Royal Highness Roland is a terrible person.

But at this time, thinking of him, Hilway's heart was full of warmth.

It turns out that there really is a nobleman who can be willing to be injured for a witch.

Seeing Roland's posture when she pushed away Anna, she felt that something had been touched in her heart.All witches are not tools manipulated by him, but by his important subordinates, and even... companions.The reaction in that moment could not be deceiving, he was genuinely on the witch's side, as Tili Wilbington did.

If Roland and Tily can stand together and gather the strength of the two places, it may indeed be able to create a new country where witches and ordinary people do not distinguish between each other.

She decided to write a letter to Mr. Tilly.

“Your Royal Highness Roland is your brother, which is great.(Not completed.)