The quality trainer of the elf world

She likes Feng Mian and doesn't hate Xiao Ju'er, but she is very aware of the relationship between the three of them.

Feng Mian wouldn't let go, and neither would Xiao Ju'er, and she herself was even less willing to quit.

As long as there is a chance, she will not let it go. She will use her own charm to make Feng Mian fall in love with her. She puts all the choices in Feng Mian's hands. Even if she fails in the end, she will have no complaints. regret!

It was already dark when the three of them came out of the amusement park, and they came to the drama troupe without stopping.

Feng Mian was greatly disappointed. He thought it was an adult version, but he didn't expect that it was actually a serious prince beating a witch, and the witch was transformed into a Zoroa.

Xiao Ju'er and Yew Shan sat on either side of Feng Mian, holding the pillow they grabbed from the claw machine.

Just when Feng Mian wanted to touch Xiao Ju'er's hair, she took the first step and put it on the palm of his hand. Her smooth and tender little hand was like a clear spring, and slowly became warm. Her fingers were clasped together, and her palm was holding her heart. .

"Feng Mian, I want to kiss..."

When she saw the witch kissing the princess in the play, Xiao Ju'er also showed an obsessed look, half-squinting her eyes in the water, looking at Feng Mian affectionately.

Feng Mian lowered his head, gently touched the girl's lips, and separated in an instant.

This was the kiss she wanted, not a lustful request, just sweet tenderness.

Sure enough, Xiao Ju'er looked even happier after being kissed, and she watched the performance on the stage without blinking.

At this moment, another small hand also held Feng Mian's left hand.

"I want it too!" Yew Shan scratched the palm of his hand, very unreasonably, "If you don't give it to me..."

Looking at her secretly cunning eyes, Feng Mian knew what she wanted to say.

But Xiao Juer was by his side, how could he give it to her?

"I'll count to three. If you don't come over, I'll go over by myself." Yew Shan puffed out his chest, raised his round hips slightly, and leaned on Feng Mian's side. His long eyelashes fluttered with a shimmering light. Seducer.

Feng Mian glanced at Xiao Ju'er and saw that she was drinking milk tea in her hand, and the straw was bitten open.

"Three..." Here, Yew has already started counting.

Feng Mian felt a little anxious. He dropped a Poké Ball and rolled it to Xiao Ju'er's seat. He called out her name and asked her to help pick it up.

Xiao Ju'er responded, covering her chest and bending down to look.

"two..."

Taking this opportunity, Feng Mian quickly turned around and touched Yew Shan's lips before turning back.

But Yew was not happy. She held his face tightly with her hands and pressed their lips together for several seconds before letting go.

Er Er tidied his clothes and sat upright, with no trace at all visible.

Feng Mian was scared to death. He immediately turned back to look at Xiao Ju'er and found that she had just found the elf ball in her hand. He noticed something was wrong with Feng Mian's aura and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Mian took the elf ball and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "No, I just feel a little hot."

Fortunately, they were sitting in the last row. The drama had reached its climax again. Everyone's attention was on the plot and no one noticed.

...

After two days of this, on the third day Yew couldn't bear the two papers Feng Mian mentioned. Taking advantage of Xiao Ju'er's absence, Feng Mian gnawed at Feng Mian for about ten minutes, then rode the fossil pterosaur back to the laboratory. .

In the morning, Feng Mian and Xiao Ju'er trained the elves in the new house, and in the afternoon they went back to the old house to prepare to move everything there.

Xiao Ju'er's home is small and there are not many things. With a few elves, he can get it all in one trip.

I bought new furniture for my new home, and most of the things I brought here are of commemorative significance to Xiao Juer, so I don’t need beds, tables, or chairs.

Guisi, who was floating in front with a big box on his head, was discussing something with Xiao Guoran Longlongshi behind him. Feng Mian guessed that they were talking about food.

"Mouth!"

When he was about to reach the new house, Guisi suddenly stopped and turned around to face Feng Mian with a serious expression.

Feng Mian's smile dropped instantly.

Ghost rarely shows such an expression, which means it has noticed something bad.

When he thought of Xiao Ju'er at home, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and he quickly entered the door with the three elves.

After seeing the situation inside, Feng Mian stood frozen on the spot, as if he had lost his soul.

In front of you is a rubble.

Dilapidated courtyards, broken trees, electrical appliances emitting arc sparks...

It was as if a bomb had been dropped into the home, and after it detonated, this was the current scene.

The three-story building was completely unrecognizable. The largest roof was blown off to the grass 20 meters away. The clothes Xiao Ju'er bought for him yesterday and the two electric flying squirrels and Pikachu clay dolls were still scattered on it. fragments.

Everything can be seen, even if it is dilapidated, but the golden figure is missing.

That lively and cheerful girl seemed to disappear from his world all of a sudden...

Many police officers walked up and down the grass, surveying the area for signs of crime.

"No casualties were found. The owner's house was destroyed. The target should not be property..." A policewoman who looked almost the same as Sana was discussing something with her subordinates. When she saw Feng Mian, she was ready to come over to comfort the victim. Emotions.

"No... casualties!"

Feng Mian murmured softly to himself. After a few seconds, he understood the meaning. His originally dull pupils quickly focused and looked at everything in the field.

Indeed, as Jun Sha said, although everything was destroyed, there was indeed no trace of blood or fighting.

It was more like being destroyed by a single blow from some elf.

Feng Mian's dead heart once again had a little life.

Before Jun Sha reached out to pat him on the shoulder, he grabbed her palm and asked eagerly: "Miss Jun Sha, where are the people in the house? Are they safe? Please answer me quickly!"

His voice was a bit loud, and the strength in his hands was not strong, which made Jun Sha instinctively frown in pain.

"Hey! Calm down, kid!" Another male policeman saw this and wanted to stop him, but was rejected by Miss Junsha with her hand.

She patted Feng Mian's shoulder lightly and stated seriously: "Ten minutes ago, someone passed by your door and noticed something unusual inside. When we rushed over, we didn't find anyone in the house. The person you mentioned, There is a high probability that he is still alive, please continue to hold on, we will search hard..."

Her words were just to appease Feng Mian's mood, because even she herself didn't know if she could find it. Even if she could find it, life or death was uncertain. But if she didn't give him hope, Feng Mian would probably commit suicide in his current state. She How to bear it.

Feng Mian didn't seem to understand what she meant. He excitedly ran to the ruins and picked up a piece of Xiao Ju'er's clothing. He looked up to the sky and laughed, "I didn't find anyone... Not dead! Not dead! Still alive, he must be alive!" "

Everyone thought he was crazy. Only Feng Mian knew who he was now.

When he first saw the dead courtyard, he was suddenly overwhelmed by grief. He didn't want to think about anything or look at anything, for fear of seeing Xiao Ju'er's figure through the broken wall.

He didn't come to his senses until he heard reports of no casualties.

Yes!From the time he left to the time he came back, there were only 10 minutes in total. Xiao Ju'er was still cleaning up the room. It was impossible to go out temporarily. The only explanation was that he was taken away by the attacker.

"I have to calm down now! I must not be influenced by my emotions anymore, otherwise I really won't be able to save Xiao Ju'er!"

Feng Mian squatted down, pulled the burst water pipe over, and let the cool tap water wash over his head.

Gradually, the panic, palpitations, regret, and anger in his heart... were all forcibly suppressed.