[Quick Travel] Weak cannon fodder relies on beauty to confuse villains

C57(END) {2nd World}

Hmm...maybe still a little scared.

The golem was found.

This is good stuff.

After my sister took the drug, her complexion improved a lot.

I planted roses for my sister. The snow-white petals bloom in midsummer. The fragrant and fragrant flowers are refreshing, elegant and charming.

It smells good, like my sister's smell.

He probably liked it too. He didn't refuse even when I put Qiangwei in his arms.

He didn't refuse the gemstone necklace I prepared for him. I know he likes red gemstones. In the past, he always loved to stare into my eyes stupidly.

My sister may not be so angry anymore, but she is just embarrassed to speak.

I'm patient and I'll wait.

9.

The Dark Realm has survived its downturn and is recovering rapidly.

I can leave the Dark Realm. I want to take my sister to a new environment.

I have tried every means to coax him, but now I have just tried moving.

He is so playful and must be looking forward to this move.

The new home is on a hill surrounded by a lake. The woods are green, the leaves are crimson in autumn, and the lake water is as shimmering as emerald.

After leaving the dark realm, I suddenly saw this rich and colorful beauty, and I felt much relieved.

The only drawback is that there are few people here, and there is soft soil and new pine grass under your feet, making it impossible for wheelchairs to push.

This is a good thing for me.

Because I finally have a reason to hold my sister all the time, she is so light.

He didn't struggle. Is it because he finally felt happier after moving to a new home?

The new home is very narrow and can barely accommodate two people. No way, I want to get closer to him.

I clearly asked the custom carpenter, but there are two of them, why are they still so young?

Then I can only hold my sister a little tighter.

Human beings are indeed unreliable.

Of course, my little master is very good. My sister is the best behaved.

I buried my head in his soft hair, and the body under my palms was no longer warm and soft.

Maybe it's a little cold and dark in the new home, and my sister isn't used to it.

I hugged him tighter and coaxed him softly. The only sounds in the narrow darkness seemed to be my voice and breath.

I was silent for a long time, and in the dead silence, I allowed the heart-gnawing pain of thousands of ants to crawl throughout my body, wrapping me up layer by layer, and pulling me deep into consciousness.