Weston looked at the smiling face that was both angry and happy under the dim yellow candlelight, the eyebrows like crescent moon, the pupils like autumn water, the lips like petals, smiled slightly, and the gentle and magnetic voice sounded here.
A voice sounded in the not gorgeous but very cozy cabin:
"Is this what we have for dinner?"
There was no borscht, no baked snails, no steak, nothing... nothing, just those unknown fruits on the table, not even a plate, just the whole basket was brought up.
I don’t know if it has been washed...
Wait, the question is, why should I eat this? Weston stared at Avril with a hint of anger in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Avril looked at him in confusion, and took out a red fruit from the basket, "This is my dinner, isn't it rich? You know, you can't eat it in other places.
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"Wait a minute, I got it!" Avril suddenly seemed to have a sudden realization, and walked out under Weston's expectant eyes. After a while, she walked in with a plate of flower petals...
"That's it this time, it's so rich!" Avril picked up another fruit and ate it. From time to time, she also picked up a petal and stuffed it into her mouth, tasting it carefully, her big eyes narrowed happily.
Got up.
I knew I shouldn't have had my hopes up... Weston sighed, rummaged through the dragon skin bag, and his face suddenly became happy. The seasonings were all there, and he could go hunting.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, a golden fruit was held in his hand and handed to him: "Come and try it?"
Weston looked at Avril's expectant eyes, and then looked at the fruit that looked a bit like a crab apple, and decided to give her a face, took it and put it in his mouth.
Hmm? It's pretty good. It's sweet and delicious, just like prunes, but tastes more like strawberries, with a hint of wine in the middle.
"How is it?" Avril looked at him expectantly.
"Very good!" Weston nodded in admiration, reached out and picked up another apple-like fruit, and took a bite...
Half an hour later...
Huh? Did I forget something? Weston thought for a moment, put the last red fruit into his mouth, and his body suddenly stiffened. I think I am going hunting, right?
Forget it, I'm full anyway, let's talk about the barbecue after we go back! Weston shook his head and put this idea behind him.
The Grand Forest at night is not a vast expanse of darkness, but rather a variety of colorful lights. Although it is not as bright as day, at least you can clearly see the various scenery in the forest.
Avril took Weston to the center of the Grand Forest, where there was a huge tree. It looked a bit like a banyan tree, but Weston was not sure what kind of banyan tree could grow so big.
"This is the ancient war tree left by my father. His name is Gle, and he is also a good friend of mine." Avril smiled and said to Weston, "You can sleep here today. Fleur used to sleep here often.
There's also a room for her up there."
Fleur's room? Weston became interested and nodded directly. After asking Avril clearly, he stretched out his wings and flew to the middle of the big banyan tree. Sure enough, he saw a tree hole converted into a tree house.
After landing in the tree house, Weston took a brief look and nodded. This place was pretty good. Although it was a bit shabby, it was enough for one night. There was no shortage of bedding or anything else.
"That's it, thank you, Avril!" Weston stretched out his head, smiled at Avril and waved to her.
"As long as you like it!" Avril's ears moved and she showed a bright smile, "Just don't forget to promise me something!"
"Don't worry, I'll take it to heart!" Weston nodded solemnly.
"Okay, I'll go back. Good night, genius boy." Avril waved with a smile.
"Good night, Miss Elf." Weston responded with a smile.
...
"Huh?" Weston suddenly woke up from his sleep. He felt as if someone was approaching, and this person was probably not Avril Lavigne.
While Weston guessed the identity of the visitor, he felt the movements of the visitor, and quietly held the wand in his hand.
After a while, a familiar figure climbed into the tree house where Weston was.
"Huh, I'm exhausted. I don't know if the teacher will notice!" the visitor muttered softly.
Weston laughed secretly in his heart, quietly put the wand back in his hand, and continued to pretend to sleep.
The visitor didn't know that Weston had woken up yet, and he slowly and cautiously approached him. His silver hair shone brightly in the moonlight - it was Fleur.
"Sleeping like this?" Fleur looked at Weston's closed eyes, a smirk appeared on her face, she quietly picked up a strand of hair and stretched it towards Weston.
"ah!"
"ah--"
Weston's sudden sound made Fleur scream in fright. After reacting, she hammered Weston wildly. While hammering, she shouted: "I told you to scare me, and I told you to be bad."
....."
This little girl! Weston looked at the menacing Fleur with a mixture of laughter and tears. His eyes were full of tenderness, and he didn't fight back, just looked at her like this.
After hammering for a while, Fleur put away her strength. Seeing that Weston was awake, she was not polite and said directly: "Give me some space."
"You want to sleep here?" Weston was stunned for a moment.
"Yes, what's wrong?" Furong rolled her eyes at him charmingly, with a blush on her face, and said plausibly, "I ran out secretly. If I ran back and the teacher saw him, he would definitely not let him go.
You, I am doing this for your own good!"
"Why, are you scared?" As she said this, Furong raised her chin high and exposed her white neck, looking like a proud little swan.
"It's nothing, as long as you're not afraid of being taken advantage of!" Weston smiled evilly, rubbed his chin, and looked at the beauty's delicate body unscrupulously.
"Tch, you are both my fiancé. I don't know who is taking advantage of whom!" Furong said disdainfully, walked straight to the bed, raised her buttocks, and pushed out a small space, and then
He quickly kicked off his shoes with both feet, turned over, and lay half of his body on Weston's body.
"I said, should you consider my feelings?" Weston said with a wry smile, feeling the hot and hot body of the person next to him.
"What's more, I'm your fiancée!" Fleur said lazily, reaching out and hugging him, "But we're not married yet, so you're not allowed to mess around!"
After saying that, he closed his eyes directly, and soon the sound of even breathing came out, and it was obvious that he fell asleep.
How the hell can he sleep like this! Weston stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, his face full of tears...