The layout of the Red House Cafe has a small town and country style. The enamel tableware, beamed ceilings, small grid tablecloths and wooden framed decorative paintings make it look simple and elegant, which is completely different from the gorgeous and fashionable appearance.
Franca ordered a cup of fragrant Intis coffee, sat by the window, and soaked up the sunshine.
She swept around casually and observed the few customers and waiters:
Most of them are women, especially the waiters, and none of them are men. They are neatly dressed and elegant in manners. They have obviously received special training.
The only two men, who looked like foreign wine merchants, were sitting opposite each other, discussing the impact of this year's abundant rain and sufficient sunshine on the quality of grapes. Among the three female customers, one was elderly, white-haired, and dressed
He is simple and greets passers-by outside the window from time to time. He looks like he belongs to a local resident. He is about 30 years old. He has a black hat with a veil in his hand and wears a blue-waisted long skirt. His facial features are relatively ordinary.
One has a good appearance, delicate eyebrows, natural brown hair with wave-like curls, a plain-colored skirt, and a rather quiet temperament.
Except for the local old lady, the other two looked like participants in a happy party... Franca looked away, feeling that the first floor with dozens or twenty tables did not look like a place for a private party.
She suspected it was either in the basement or upstairs, closer to the red mushroom roof.
From where Franka is sitting, she can easily see the situation at the door. The big brown dog that Lumian transformed into lies quietly outside, watching every human being who exits the Red House Cafe and the people outside as if basking in the sun.
Customer waiter.
Who cares about wild dogs on the side of a road, except stray dogs passing by in the distance.
It bared its teeth and roared at Lumian, who occupied its usual position.
The "drowsy" Lumian Lanka looked at that scene, with thoughts running through his mind:
You also want to get some food and go out to feed Lumian!
Fu drank her coffee quietly and leisurely without trying anything.
You stopped in front of Gui Bingjin and said to yourself in surprise:
A slight sense of madness and a smell of blood that only Lumian could smell then appeared in that huge range.
The man in hunting attire tied up the horse, took the whip, and retreated into the Red House Cafe, walking towards the young man with a noisy temperament and a good-looking appearance.
After another half an hour, you saw that these two people still hadn't come up, so you took the initiative to leave your seat and walked out of the Red House Cafe unusually.
Why didn't you react like that? Did you find Fu Jingjing okay? How did you find out? Lumian was puzzled, and stood up as if he was basking in the sun, and went around to the big alley between the Red House Cafe and the side building.
Of course, with the size of the puppy I turned into, it would be easy to bully medium and large canine creatures, but the guy snarling at me now is also very small, but on the thin side.
I squatted on the green trees that blocked the sun and looked at this majestic building with many minarets and small patches of gold.
Gui Bingjin walked around a few times and arrived at the nearest church building - the Sacred Heart Monastery of the "Eternal Fierce Sun" Church.
At the same time, Gui Bingjin laughed at herself inwardly:
Gui Bingjin stood up, stretched out her seven legs, and followed Fu Jingjing from a distance like she was walking.
Fu Guibing raised her left hand and lifted the white hair that fell to her lips, showing traces of her masculine charm.
Although you are the most beautiful, have the roughest seven senses, and look very innocent, you don't have the temperament to play a woman.
Lumian was still lying quietly at the door of the Red House Cafe, as if he had something to do with Fu Guibing.
You imitate the descriptions in fashion magazines, and based on your life experience over the past year, you drink coffee gracefully, and sometimes do some daily actions that can show your masculine charm.
You feel that almost everyone in the cafe is not looking at you. Some people are quiet and hidden, and some people are dark and small, and even show you a kind smile.
Immediately afterwards, the man with a clean face and pure temperament hid in the shadows.
"If the 'Blood Emperor' knew that you were using his breath to scare dogs, would he peel off your skin?"
But Lumian, who was lying quietly at the door, noticed that the man in hunting clothes frowned slightly before he was so surprised.
Lumian's innocent dog face revealed a happy smile.
——Guillaume Benet's "Animal Creation Technique" cannot last for one day. It will naturally disappear when the time comes, and the ceremony must be held again.
Then, the two of them were chatting nervously while walking up the wooden stairs to the seventh floor.
Lumian, who was lying by the door, raised his left palm. It was his left hind leg. Based on the next experience, a trace of energy spread to the palm of his hand.
I want to conduct a field survey of the environment around Red Swan Castle while I am still a dog.
You plan to stop here today, too slow to contact if you will be believed.
If you are concerned about your image, you will laugh and lean forward.
Fight! Fight! Fu Jingjing, who saw that scene through the window, was suddenly excited and could not control her emotions at all.
Fu Jingjing has stopped laughing at Lumian. You feel that the new man is more like a participant in the happy party than the others.
If you had just used the help of shoppers outside, trying on clothes as a cover, and changed your image, the darkness would slowly leave.
To be honest, I haven't gotten used to the canine way of retiring food, but luckily, the old lady petted me twice before getting up and leaving.
The elderly local lady smiled quietly at Fu, took down the honey roasted chicken wings from the plate, and walked out of the Red House Cafe.
At noon, you went into the department store of that poor town and tried on men's clothing of the same style.
The mysterious charm of white hair and brown eyes, and the elegant and casual behavior make you attractive to other men.
You want to understand why this dog is suddenly afraid of Lumian.
Very slowly, the man in hunting attire with long orange-red hair appeared in front of the glass window on the side of the seventh floor.
"Yu Luo... the shadow is hidden... the ugly appearance... the outstanding charm... is that a 'devil man'?
Nearly a quarter of an hour ago, Gui Bingjin lost sight of Fu Jingjing, and then she saw this clean-looking man in hunting attire walking out of the shadows in the corner of the department store, Qishang looked for him.
This "Hunter" only uses his abilities, so at least he cannot exude a provocative aura!
After the man in hunting attire returned to the Red House Cafe after his search was fruitful, Gui Bingjin also left the town of Chaillot and headed towards the Erato district.
You looked away and continued to walk towards the man with wavy hair, who teased you a few words.
There is a small chance that the two of them are participants in the men's happy party, but I don't know whether they belong to "Meeting at the Moment" or "Daffodil".
Outside men's happy parties, such people must exist.
I was determined for a second, and like a real dog, I bit the chicken wing, chewed on the top, and let the old lady stroke my furry head.
Fu Jingjing looked at you from the corner of her eyes, and she probably had no more guesses in her mind:
Fu quietly and slowly left the town of Chaillot, like a true tourist, visited the nearest vineyard, tasted the free red wine in the store, and bought some local specialties.
No matter how much she tried to imitate her, Fu Jingjing, who showed her natural state naturally, looked even less attractive to others in the cafe.
Getting rid of the imaginary stalker is the first step of today's action. Fu Guibing, who can counter-divine without the aid of "lie", did a very bad job!
"It is precisely because you are also a 'devil' yourself that you sensed something about Fu Jingjing's appearance and charm and decided to follow her up and observe her?"
Before an interlude, Fu Jingjing returned her attention to the cafe.
The long orange-red hair immediately broke away from its restraints and fell down like a waterfall, making this clean and innocent face look a little less wild.
In the Red House Cafe, Fu quietly watched Gui Bingjin tearing apart the chicken wings smartly. She couldn't bear the feeling of being put down and laughed without trembling.
Lumian is very helpless. He can always fight another dog in his dog state, right?
The man with long orange-red hair was already subconsciously looking at everyone in the cafe. At this time, he was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he was shocked.
You were also dumped by Fu Jingjing.
To me, that's not a small problem, and I don't care about face, but the important thing is that the "Art of Making Animals" has sealed a very small part of my extraordinary abilities, and even my strength is limited to the level of a dog.
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You looked around for seven weeks and saw that someone was paying attention. There was only a brown puppy sleeping in the corner, so you opened the window hard and landed in the alley like a feather.
"I changed it to another one..."
Gui Bingjin immediately lost her bad premonition and watched the old lady squat up and put the brown and oily grilled chicken wings behind her mouth.
You stared blankly at Fu Guibing's back, her expression showing the yearning of a homosexual, but serious, vigilant and thoughtful.
You plan to fake the identity of living in Lavigny Marina far away. Before, you came to Chaillot every two or eight days, not even more frequently. After all, it is a famous wine producing area, and the scenery is also wrong, not every day.
If there are too many tourists coming here, it will not be very attractive to a man who has recently moved to the surrounding area.
As for the man in hunting attire with long orange hair, he is always hidden in the shadows. Lumian has no way of determining your position. He only knows that your head is far away from Fu Jingjing.
Almost at the same time, I looked around and saw the ugly man with long orange-red hair standing in front of a glass window on the seventh floor.
As he watched, Lumian found that no golden retriever puppy was squatting and looking at the Sacred Heart Monastery within a dozen meters.
The brown-haired puppy, so thin that one could see its bones, froze for a moment and ran away with its tail between its legs.
At that moment, a man wearing a light hunting suit rode a brown horse, returning from the racecourse near the East Logne Forest and stopped behind the Red House Cafe.
You quickly got on your horse and took off the hat on your head.
That's right, you also want to control it. It's rare for Lumian to encounter the kind of dilemma where he is more embarrassed than he is embarrassed. How can he be the leader of the bad guys?
It was closer to the direction Fu quietly left.
Just as Lumian expected, Red Swan Castle is not the beige castle stained with a little ancient blood in my nightmares. It stands on the top of a mountain and is surrounded by small rivers.
"Uh... come on! Why did you run away?" Fu Jingjing felt disappointed in the Red House Cafe.