God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

"He hasn't come back yet?"

Vera looked down at the hunched old witch in front of her, frowning and asking.

The old witch was shaking a little, lowered her head and said, "Yes, he left after he knew he could go out for a walk, and he hasn't come back yet."

It's getting very late now, but it's okay in the Witch Forest. It's still quite bright before midnight. There are no other shortcomings except that the light is green.

Vera was a little irritated when she heard the old witch's words. He looked up at the top of the airtight forest. Just as he was about to speak, he heard footsteps approaching from far away.

Vera paused for a moment after the words came to her mouth. She just turned around and saw a young man wearing a cloak strolling towards him. The hood on his head fell off as he walked. There were still a few beads of sweat on the young man's forehead, sliding down along with his movements. The raised eyelashes are slightly wet.

He Ziyun also saw Vera, his eyes lit up and his steps quickened.

"Sister Vera!"

He Ziyun speeded up, gasping for breath, and stopped in front of Vera.

Looking at He Ziyun who was panting, Vera raised the corners of her lips slightly, narrowed her dark pupils as she stared at the young man, and asked coldly: "Where have you been?"

He Ziyun wiped the sweat from his face, as if he didn't notice Vera's displeasure, and was a little depressed, "There are a lot of people on the street, and I have been waiting in line for a long time."

As he spoke, the cloak moved, and the young man appeared in front of Vera with a bag of exquisite cakes and milk tea in his right hand.

He Ziyun: "On the way back, I saw a lot of girls queuing up to buy this. I think girls like to eat these, so I wanted to bring some to my sister."

Vera lowered her eyes and looked at the bag hooked by the young man's fingertips, her expression a little dazed, and her tone became much softer when she spoke: "Did Xiaoyun go buy this for me?"

He Ziyun nodded: "Yes, the cakes here are indeed delicious -"

Speaking of this, the young man's expression changed, he looked at Vera with some embarrassment, and whispered: "I only tasted a small piece, not a lot..."

[Nima, my blood tank is bursting]

【Me too...My wife is so cute...】

[Well, the expression that is serious and deceptive is the cutest?(?＞?＜)?3】

[…Don’t post emojis upstairs]

【What’s wrong with the kaomoji! The kaomoji are so cute! 】

【Never mind it! Even if I know that the anchor's current expression is just fake, he is still the cutest! ! ! 】

【Add one plus one】

[Do you even need to say this? Didn’t you see that Vera’s face softened? 】

【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha made me laugh so hard】

[I mean, what if, what if, what if Vera finds out later? 】

【Found? Of course you find out, of course you have to forgive him]

[That’s right, so cute! How can I take revenge on him]

【…】

The barrage was full of laughter and banter, and the discussion was very funny.

He Ziyun had no idea where the barrage had gone, and was performing sincerely at this time.

Sure enough, after the young man said these few words, Vera's face became better and better, and in the end she even covered her mouth and couldn't help laughing.

"Xiaoyun, you are really waiting in line for so long to buy a cake for your sister. What's the point of eating just one or two pieces by yourself?"

As she spoke, Vera smiled and took the cake and milk tea from the young man's hand, and put her arms around the young man's shoulders with a smile, "Why only buy a cup of milk tea? Don't you drink it?"

The young man lowered his head shyly: "I couldn't hold back my cup on the way back..."

Vera nodded understandingly, "Sister, I understand, sister understands, so does Xiaoyun still eat cake?"

He Ziyun shook his head: "I was full on the way back..."

As if he noticed that the young man had made a mistake, his eyes suddenly widened, and a large blush instantly spread from his neck until his ears were red.

Vera noticed the young man's embarrassment, smiled and let go: "Here you go, then Xiaoyun, go back and rest, you must attend the "Night Parade" tomorrow night on time. "

Vera paused after saying this: "I will pick you up in the evening."

He Ziyun responded, then realized: "Don't you have any work tonight?"

Vera looked at him, her bright red lips curved upward: "There is no work today. All the potions needed for the "Night Parade Festival" were prepared last night. We just need to have a good rest today. "

He Ziyun tugged on his hot earlobe and relaxed his expression: "That's it, sister, you should go to bed early after eating the cake."

Vera nodded gracefully, holding cakes and milk tea and walking towards the depths of the forest with a happy face. The corners of her red skirt gently swept over the flowers and grass leaves on the grass, and were slightly folded.

The old witch looked confused and her neck made a "click" sound, and she turned her head stiffly to look at the young man who was still standing there.

"Lady Vera looks happy."

He Ziyun blinked his wet eyelashes and looked a little dazed.

The old witch said nothing more, rolled her cloudy and yellow eyes, and waved her hands: "Forget it, let's go quickly."

After speaking, the old witch bowed her back and walked away slowly.

After everyone left, the smile on the face of the young man who stayed behind gradually faded, and his smile and innocence disappeared in an instant.

He Ziyun raised his head and glanced at the moonlight between the gaps in the forest, narrowed his eyes, and without saying a word, followed the route in his memory towards the tree hole where he slept last night.

As he walked, he pressed the corners of his eyes, and barrages that he had ignored for a long time suddenly swarmed in like cannonballs.

He Ziyun's fingers paused, wondering if he had seen it wrong. Why did he feel that the barrage seemed to be slightly stuck just now?

Will the "miracle" actually stop flowing?

The young man found it a bit funny for no reason, but he quickly realized it and started to select a few comments and start replying.

"old,"

He Ziyun paused subtly, pretending not to notice the address to him before, and continued reading: "Why do you want to buy something for Vera? Isn't this a waste of popularity points?"

The young man bent his eyes and smiled: "What do you think will happen if I don't buy it?"

The barrage was silent for a few seconds, and soon someone asked what would happen?

The young man touched his chin helplessly and said with emotion: "Although I think this question is stupid, since someone has asked it, I'd better answer it."

"Let's put it this way -"

The young man smiled and said: "If I hadn't bribed Vera just now, I might have been the only anchor to die tonight. After all, Vera 'values' my skin." "

As soon as the young man said these two words, the barrage was stunned.

Everyone knows that He Ziyun may be skinned, but why is he the only anchor who will die? Why wouldn't others?

Faced with question marks all over the screen, He Ziyun replied in a calm tone:

"There is no reason. Tomorrow night is the "Night Festival". Regardless of any considerations, witches, counts, legions, or churches will not damage the sacrifices on the eve of the "Night Festival" unless they His mind suddenly became stupid, otherwise he would never harm the anchor at will. "