My Witch Nichang (MTL) (1)

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The trainer won't know what her joke means to me.

She didn't even know how annoying I would be to make a joke with her own safety as a bait.

When the first sentence came to my ears, I was almost cold from the head to the feet for a while, and the smoldering smoldered in the bottom of my heart. I didn't want to say anything, I just wanted to pull away, but it seemed as if I had expected it. There was a pair of arms ahead behind me. Restrict yourself.

Then I heard the second sentence.

It's strange that because of the unpleasantness of the first sentence, it dissipated a lot after this second sentence.

Or because I understand, this child just wants to report one report at a time. She has an extreme temperament, either she doesn't care, and she cares about the baht. This is true since I was a kid, and I knew it a few times before. She must have suppressed the fire in her heart, but she never expected that she would end up in this way ...

Joking and mischief were originally thought to be missed from her. Previously, she only did similar things to her enemies. It was a cat-and-mouse-like malicious play. There was always a fatal purpose behind the play.

And behind this joke, is there any purpose other than expressing dissatisfaction? Does she want me to know what it means to worry, does it mean she cares about me as if I care about her? Don't even ...

Maybe ... think again ...

With a bitter smile, he shook his head slightly. Yes, the so-called caring of each other naturally meant only the safety layer.

"A daze and a shaking of your head, what are you thinking?" A voice sounded, within a short distance, with curiosity, and a moment before I remembered, a darkness didn't pose a problem for her.

Thinking about all the panic movements from the beginning fell into the eyes of Lianer, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

It was just that the mood was ups and downs, and now this little embarrassment can't make people react too much. On the contrary, the tense nerve is under the tossing back and forth. Strike.

Darkness surrounds people, puts them in, occludes the senses, and indulge in self. Moreover, at this moment, the emotions recede and exhaustion surges up, so I have to relax myself, when I give the body to her, there is no extra thought, there is just a little space anyway There is no tendency for the hands behind to relax, so it is very tiring to support.

Or it was because of this scheme that I was in a good mood, and I did n’t ask any more about the practice. I just took the person from the good, and patted me on the back, and I felt that she seemed to be in a strong position. Especially recently, I gradually started to take back the set I had treated her when I was a kid, and returned it to me one by one.

Such a finding really makes some people wonder what to do.

"Practice ..."

There was a silence in the dark for a while, but I couldn't help it: "Don't make such a joke, it's scary."

In the sound of gurgling water, she replied unwillingly, but added slowly: "Then you will not be in trouble again, otherwise you will not be allowed to scare me, but you will not be allowed. What makes you scary? "

"... that's not inability, I'm older than you ..."

Or the darkness is easy to make people wanton, knowing that this should not be mentioned, but still can't help but blurt out, this is from small to large, I emphasized this to her for the first time.