Resting on Ning Feng's thigh, Xilin raised her hand and grabbed the note, gently swiping her fingers on it, releasing the restrictions on it and returning it to its original appearance.
Looking at the dazzling red lip mark, Shirin shook her head slowly and covered up its existence again.
"This is not to help you."
The answer is actually very simple.
After stuffing the note into Ning Feng's pocket, Xilin moved her position and changed her posture:
"I don't have any bad intentions, I just want to see your nervous reaction."
With a smile on her lips, Shirin's somewhat proud look was more like a child begging someone for a reward than being arrogant.
Knead, knead, knead.
Ning Feng laughed, rubbed her hair as she wished, and finally stopped his fingers at the tips of her ears.
"Yeah, don't touch your ears!"
"You really don't want it?"
Stopping his fingers, Ning Feng looked at the elf whose ears were gradually turning red with a half-smile, and almost stopped.
"Don't, don't...you! You are really a bad person!"
Accepting the compliment with a smile on his face, Ning Feng continued the massage.
uh-huh.
A comfortable hum came from her nose, and Shirin's originally just sudden move made her really feel sleepy.
Looking at Xilin who seemed to be really going to sleep, Ning Feng's eyes showed love, and he searched around, trying to find a blanket for her to cover.
Um?
Ning Feng raised his eyebrows when he saw the silver-white letter that was carelessly discarded on the table.
This is...an invitation?
"Shireen, why is Sophie looking for you?"
After sobering up for a while, Shirin replied casually without thinking too much:
"Huh? Oh... She came to win over me. It's just a routine operation of the Silver Council."
"Then what is this invitation letter?"
Naturally, he reached out and picked up the invitation and turned it over. Ning Feng looked at the different contents in the same font and blinked.
Not a referee?
"That, is the invitation letter to watch "Star Chaser"."
""Star Chaser"?"
Finally finding a more comfortable position, Xilin completely gave up her resistance and gave all her weight to Ning Feng.
"It's a special competition organized by Jia Silin's family. It's quite famous among the legends."
"It's entertainment in nature, but it's actually quite cruel to the legends who are watching and placing bets. It's actually quite cruel to the participants in the game."
From the sleepy Shilin's mouth, Ning Feng asked many details about "Star Chaser".
To put it simply, it is a large-scale competition hosted by the Jia Silin family, with participation from other Silver Council families, and held once every ten years.
Let hundreds of contestants compete in a battle royale in a special plane called "Land of Fallen Stars" to find the secret treasure hidden in it, and finally decide the last saint.
While it has a considerable degree of ornamental value, it also has the nature of a gambling game and provides a variety of specially-made gambling games.
As Shireen said casually, this is a good entertainment project for the spectators. Not only can they enjoy the competition program, but they can also make profits from it.
"It seems that there is nothing that needs attention."
Ordinary competitions and entertainment projects for legends have nothing to do with Ning Feng.
"Well, if you don't have to go, then just ignore it as planned."
In the process of thinking, Ning Feng's fingers on Xilin's ears didn't stop, moving unconsciously.
She became more and more proficient, making Shirin feel more and more comfortable. Finally, she stopped answering and kept yawning.
Shilin changed her posture and murmured with hazy eyes:
"...You've discovered it, right?"
Ning Feng came back from his thoughts, but Ning Feng did not stop his movements. Instead, he became softer and said softly:
"what do you mean?"
What does it mean?
The words that were about to blurt out could not be said, and Shirin remained silent again.
Unlike the hybrid bloodline awakeners, Shirin's ancestral bloodline can be regarded as a purely extraordinary creature.
Even if Jiang Wan swears that Ning Feng will not mind this, is this really the case?
Ning Feng is a warrior trained through the education of the Watch Society, and there are also some fanatical racists in this organization.
Although Ning Feng is definitely not that kind of lunatic, will he be affected to some extent?
Shireen couldn't say for sure.
Shilin didn't want to see even a little bit of disgust in Ning Feng's eyes.
And this made her uneasy.
Otherwise, just sleep here?
Just let me escape again...
The knuckles of his fingers brushed against the tips of his ears, and Ning Feng suddenly said in a normal tone:
"If you are referring to the fact that you are actually an elf... I have already discovered it."
The most ordinary tone made Shirin wake up directly from her dream!
!!!
Her body became stiff for an instant, and Shirin, who was still mentally preparing for an innuendo, was directly hit.
Ning Feng lowered his head and looked into his beautiful round eyes. Without any escaping, he added with a chuckle:
"From the beginning."
From the moment I first met you.
"Are you surprised? I've always known about this. I'm really sorry for hiding it from you."
"So, you can rest assured that I won't dwell on unimportant things. I... have made up my mind a long time ago."
"I love you."
He said:
"I love you not because you are a human, not because you are a legend, and not because you are an elf."
"These are all you and part of you. There is no need to separate yourself from them."
"Because it's you, I love you."
The gentle voice sounded like a lullaby in her ears, slowly flowing into her heart, gently rubbing away Shirin's tense and clenched heart.
"You missed my past? It doesn't matter, I regretfully missed yours too."
"In that case, I forgive you for missing me. Can you please forgive me for missing you in the past?"
Gently, Ning Feng said gently and seriously:
"Then let's make up for this regret together in the future, okay?"
Two people together.
...okay?
Looking at Ning Feng blankly, Xilin's mind went blank.
Tick tock.
Tears slipped from the corners of my eyes without knowing when and fell to the ground.
The sobs were suppressed from her throat at some point, and Shirin didn't know she could make such a shameful cry.
"……okay."
The hoarse voice that could not be heard as her own answer sounded, and Shirin felt that she didn't know why she became so fragile.
Is it a grievance?
Still happy?
Covering her eyes, trying to hold back her tears, Shilin felt herself being gently hugged horizontally, and raised her arms to wrap her arms around Ning Feng's neck.
With tears in her eyes, she put her mouth to his ear, and Shireen whispered intermittently:
"……I love you."
Holding the crying elf in his arms, Ning Feng led her towards the bedroom and hummed softly.
"Shireen."
"……Um?"
"Thanks."
Thank you for everything you have given, thank you for your tolerance and gentleness.