The Fishing Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder After The Attack [Quick Wear]

3.12 - Will stain the hood

　　The noise outside the alley gradually became thinner, and it seemed to be very late.

　　The wizard's red eyes finally returned to normal black pupils, and the anger on his face gradually disappeared. However, because of Lance's disappearance, his mood still failed to recover. It was at its lowest point, and even it was worse than normal. The body of a person who is a bit colder becomes even colder.

　　But Lance's embrace was extremely hot, as if it was about to burn him.

　　The wizard pulled his hand out of the hole in the black robe on Lance's shoulder, and suddenly found that he was picked up from the ground by his waist. His feet could not touch the ground, and he could only dangle in the air. Even He couldn't step on the young man's feet and could only kick the front of his strong calf.

　　It doesn't look like...it really doesn't suck blood.

　　"Let go." He pushed Lance, and the tips of his nails that had not yet been retracted hooked two more lines from Lance's black robe.

　　Almost at the same time.

　　Both of them looked at the two long drawn lines of the black robe, and remained speechless for a moment.

　　When Lance put him down on the ground, the wizard looked at the tips of his fingernails with some doubts. He turned around and looked at the beautiful dark blue hood that he had fallen off. He hesitated for a moment and did not put on the hood immediately. Instead, he looked at Lance.

　　Lance was pulling on the two threads, thinking about how to mend the black robe when he went back. The next moment, a head with cute curls pushed away his hand and leaned in front of him again.

　　"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

　　Do you still want to drink blood?

　　The wizard raised his head, and his long black hair fell on his forehead, falling smoothly back as he moved. A few strands of hair hung on his long eyelashes, and underneath they reflected the clear color of Lance's blond hair. With dark eyes, his face lost all expression after the anger faded away, but it always made Lance feel like he was cute.

　　"Hood," he said to Lance.

　　"What's wrong with the hood?" Lance immediately looked at the hood hanging on his back. Every hood, including the hood on Lance's own head, can be regarded as a wizard's treasure, even when he has just sucked blood. , the wizard unknowingly pulled down his hood, and subconsciously avoided the tips of his nails without leaving any holes in the hood.

　　But the hood on the wizard's body was clean and neat, without any problems.

　　The wizard raised his hand, curled his fingers in front of Lance, and showed him his pointed nails.

　　"Nails," he added.

　　Lance finally understood. He was afraid that his hood would be broken, so he didn't dare to put a hood on himself.

　　If he were at home, he would hope that his wizard could take off his hood so that he could observe every little expression of the wizard more intuitively, but this was outside... He didn't want others to see the wizard's expression. Pretty looking.

　　As for the so-called black hair that symbolizes filth, isn't it the most natural thing for such a beautiful little wizard to have a special hair color? If someone looks horrified when seeing the wizard's black hair, he will think that person is weird.

　　He immediately helped the wizard pull up the dark blue hood and put it on gently. The moment he raised his hand, the broad black robe fell down, almost trapping the wizard inside in the "embrace" surrounded by the black robe, even the top of his head. Can't show it.