Miss Planeswalker, Are You Free to Fall in Love?

Balu let go of Sen Yuesha's hand, and proudly patted the somewhat old cloth bag: "I found the blueprint!"

"drawing?"

The boy's clever eyes rolled around, looking at the surrounding environment, and after the girl bent down, he whispered in the other's ear:

"The drawings he left behind!"

Ok?

Mori Yuesha stroked her hands before remembering.

"That thing?"

"Hmph." Balu patted the cloth bag with his head held high, "What I said is true."

"I know."

Sen Yuesha blinked, led Balu to another stall, and bought him two pita breads.

"Remember to eat, and, are you tired from work?"

The little boy worked and lived in the oil field.This kind of living environment will indeed cause clothes, hats, and the whole person to be oily and dirty every day.Mori Yuesha tried to persuade him to find a good place for him, but the stubborn boy not only insisted on making money by himself, but also never left the mineral oil factory.

After all, it is because of what my father once said...

Mori Yuesha didn't look at the drawings in Balubu's bag, but just pinched the boy's little face.

"Remember to eat, sleep on time, and, if you encounter anything, you can come to me."

Whispering, just like Evelyn reminded herself tirelessly, Baru, a boy who was in the offending period, didn't like to be pronounced like that.

"Obviously not a few years older than me..." The boy suddenly made a face at Mori Yuesha, jumped back, and jumped out of the range of the girl's arms.

"Slightly slightly slightly! My sister is obviously less reliable than me!"

Sen Yuesha angrily brushed off the oiled skirt, stood up, and instead of chasing the boy, put two fingers on the corners of her eyes and pulled down.

"Slightly slight! I am much more reliable than you!"

"Humph."

"Hum hum!"

Two people who may be about the same age, one tall and one short, are three or four meters apart, and they fired 'ghost face attacks' at each other.

"Hmph! I'm leaving, you'll believe me when I make it!"

Mori Yuesha put down her finger with a smile, raised it up and shook it a few times.

"I've always believed in Baru, please be careful and come to me if you have any problems."

The sudden tenderness and no off-line like before - this made Balu a little uncomfortable, he looked up and down Sen Yuesha.

"Why are you talking like that all of a sudden..."

Sen Yuesha suddenly lowered her face: "Get lost, little black monkey."

"Hee hee hee, I'm leaving, sister!"

"You just feel uncomfortable if you don't get scolded."

pat pat pat.

The sound of leather shoes faded away.

Chapter 206 Chapter 4 Little Hobbies

Among the people who often come and go to the library, the most special one is Jonathan.

She is Evelyn's elder brother, she is not tall, she is even a little thin, her appearance is very different from her younger sister - it is hard to say that they are siblings, Mori Yuesha even speculated maliciously and asked around.

However, Evelyn said that she had thought about this problem when she was 12 years old, and she was going to use their "painting differently" and "sitting differently when eating" to try to prove to her parents that Jonathan was not her own brother.

In an accidental joke, she remembered Mr. William's words - he is the mother's work partner, not young but has no children.

'Since little Eve doesn't like Jonathan, why don't you let him be my child?How about it? The man squatted in front of Evelyn, his handsome face was full of ridicule and amusement.Everyone knew it was a joke, and my mother also chimed in: "Yes, if you don't like brother, mother will let Mr. William take him away."

Then, this sentence has been buried in the bottom of the little girl's heart, slowly fermenting with young thinking.

Until the evening of a certain festival - at the dinner table there were Jonathan, Evelyn, their father and mother, their grandmother and grandfather, and... more than a dozen relatives and friends who came to celebrate the festival.

In the scent of cinnamon mixed with the clear wine, Evelyn just shouted, 'Jonathan is not father's own!Mom said it was her and William's baby! ', and while waving his little hand, he walked through a dozen people, repeating the words that he understood and adapted.

'Jonathan is mum and William's child! '

The guests and friends at the table had strange eyes.

Later, Evelyn told Mori Yuesha that it was the first time in her life that she was beaten, and it was a mixed type of sex.

But the strange thing is, as the girl grew up day by day, she never saw Mr. William again in the following days...

Mori Yuesha felt that Evelyn's beating was not in vain.

In short, this donkey-faced, buck-toothed, thick-browed guy is Evelyn's brother.

Jonathan.

The wine pool fountain is bubbling and bubbling in the center of the open-air hall, and the rich aroma of summer tropical fruits permeates the restaurant.This double-storey building was built after a square turn and is regarded as the largest and most luxurious restaurant in Cairo.

The golden champagne is served in slender transparent glasses, and they jingle when they collide. Pleasant gentlemen and ladies get together in pairs, and some drunken mandarin ducks support each other and walk to the center of the open air. , following Mozart's or some other tune, the bodies are close to each other, shaking intimately.

Mori Yuesha was wearing a light gray dress, sitting leisurely in the corner, her emerald nails scratched the spotless white tablecloth, and her eyes were fixed on Jonathan, who was not far away, who was showing off his beauty.

The other party obviously didn't know that he was in a catastrophe.

"Seven Stone Winery, I like their red wine." A square scarf was hung on the man's chest, matched with his bohemian donkey face, making people want to laugh.

In front of Jonathan stood a shorter woman—a very young girl with a swan-like neck and shoulders, holding a champagne glass between her slender fingertips.

"Taste, intuition, these are the secrets of tasting."

"Do you know that the vibrations brought about by classical and country are different. If they have studied it—I mean Seven Stones Winery, they will definitely understand that classical music is the most suitable for wine making."

Jonathan tried to attract the lady in front of him by talking nonsense, babbling mouth and parodying hand movements.

"Afaff, trust me, I know all about these slippery, sweet little things."

Mori Yuesha sighed helplessly, and put a piece of steak into her mouth.

"Jonathan...I..." Alfaf lowered his head with some low self-esteem: "I can't go with you..."

"I know, characteristic, local characteristic, damn common." Jonathan shrugged, his long face shook a few times, and elegantly took out the square scarf on his chest and handed it to Afafu: "Wipe, don't cry, if you let My sister knows I made a beautiful lady cry, I'm afraid I'll have to paint a mummy coffin for a month."

"Pfft!" Alfafu laughed through his tears: "Such a sister is also very interesting, why, does she work in a museum?"

"Of course, the biggest one in the area." Jonathan held his head high, unconsciously revealing the information.

It was getting dark, but the lights in the restaurant were still brightly lit.The difference is that most people drank alcohol.

The gradually rising music made everyone start to fantasize about the person in front of them, one by one intimately hooked their arms, and danced and hugged each other in the open-air square. After a while, there were fewer and fewer pairs.

You know, the second half of this restaurant is a high-end hotel.

This is called a wealth tycoon who has mastered the chain reaction.

Sen Yuesha had almost eaten, took a gulp of champagne, smacked her lips, pinched the small square towel and tapped the corners of her mouth a few times, then stood up holding the gauze skirt, and walked down.

"Winemakers are like this. They spend their whole lives fighting wits with wine..."

A man and a woman are hugging each other, and they dance in staggered steps to the soft music.Mori Yuesha entered while carrying her small skirt, avoiding the swaying crowd.

"It's something that seeps in from the soil, the air, the liquids - I'm not sure what the scientific name is, I'm not one of those boring, lifeless, dead-faced scientists."

"But I guess, I guess it must be so..."

"Jonathan."

Sen Yuesha's clear voice made the man tremble.

He turned around suddenly and found that Mori Yuesha was standing behind them with arms folded, staring at him expressionlessly.

"Ah, Little Forest, are you coming to taste the red wine too?"

"Then what a coincidence, who knew today would be a tasting meeting."

"Evelyn asked you to go back early, and let me pay attention to your 'little movements'." Mori Yuesha came over, and the two of them subconsciously separated their palms.

"Hello, I'm Afafe." The daughter is about the same height as Yuesha Mori—or that's how short Yuesha Sen is.A pair of peach eyes, charming and mature, with a unique hoarse voice.

Sen Yuesha greeted with a smile, turned her face, and raised an eyebrow: "Dear brother Jonathan, you should go."

"What, it's time to go? I haven't finished talking about red wine with Alfaf—"

Sen Yuesha stared at him with a smile.

Jonathan:  …

"Oh, I should go." The man scratched his neck, nodded to Afafu embarrassedly, and staggered out of the restaurant pulling Sen Yuesha.

The night in Cairo is divided into several small squares, some places are lively and others are quiet.

Most of the lively places are areas mixed with many foreigners. They don't sleep at night, singing and dancing or pulling up long banners to build something around the open space.

Of course, the builders are all locals.

"Hey, I haven't had enough fun yet."

After leaving the restaurant, Jonathan was still slightly dissatisfied.

"It was Eve who asked me to find you back. I don't care that after your 'little trick' is discovered, let those policemen stab your ass with a stick, and then throw you into prison like a dead dog. "

Speaking of 'little tricks', Jonathan smiled, "My sister?"

"It's Eve who said it, I don't care about you." Sen Yuesha crossed her arms, left Jonathan behind her, and walked forward angrily.

In order to stare at Jonathan, he didn't eat much.

"Hey, Little Forest, my sister doesn't understand anything. A young girl who likes history, Egypt, and those weird characters... Oh," the man looked at Sen Yuesha: "I forgot, you are the same .”

Mori Yuesha stopped and stretched out her palm.

"What's wrong?" Jonathan looked at the girl's empty palm.

"Things." Mori Yuesha tilted her head: "Are you really for dancing?"

"Or do you think I didn't see it?"

Jonathan grinned stiffly, and slowly stretched out his hand to the lining of his suit, and nimbly picked out a...