Two or three things about my love affair with the beauty on the west side of the town

Although the illustrations inside have lost some color due to soaking in water, I believe that a discerning customer like you will understand its value..."

counterfeit.

The upper and lower teeth in the back alveolus, which had been colliding from time to time due to displeasure, suddenly closed tightly, and the tight jaw line indicated that he could not hold back his emotions and was about to explode.

Noisy, chaotic, and foul-smelling places...the useless means used by low-level creatures to numb themselves...

He only needs to move his fingers, and the blessing atmosphere in the street will turn into a ridiculous nightmare.

The scroll behind him seemed to be aware of his anger, and the gentle body of the loving mother in the mouth painting gradually dissipated in the wind, splitting into distinctly striped pages one after another.

"There is a seller of frozen milk over there, let's go and have a look!"

Leon came out of nowhere and blew back to Paimon like the wind. He pulled his arm and walked towards the shop he wanted, only to find that he was standing there motionless, staring at the place where he had disappeared with dark eyes. .

He was eager to take Paimon to taste the delicious food, but the books on the stall behind him seemed to usurp his thoughts, and time stood still beside Paimon.

There was a sudden coquettish sound in his ears, and Leon turned his head to find that the girl in the earthenware-colored tunic skirt was pulling her partner. It was also a man who had been lingering in front of his favorite booth for a long time, but was reprimanded by his lover. It seemed that he was half-pushed and half-reluctant, but in fact the bright and sweet smile on his face could not be concealed by his body movements.

Maybe this will work for Paimon too?

Thinking of the words that came out of the girl's mouth, he blushed and took a deep breath.

"Honey! I'm going to be mad!"

This sentence was almost yelled out by him.

Realizing that his expression was not as expected, Leon subconsciously rubbed Paimon's side cheek with his trembling lips, and then turned his head, not daring to look directly at him.

Paimon finally moved.

The crowd erupted in wild cheers for their daring display of love.

The people on the street were still laughing, ignorant of the power that almost destroyed them just now.

Leon shuttled through the blessings, and finally got a cup of frozen milk as he wished.The red-haired girl who set up the stall had heard Leon's roar before, and when the two came over, the freckles on her cheeks were alive with suppressed laughter, and her red color was as red as strawberries used to garnish pastry.

……

During the Kentucky Festival celebration at night, face painting won people's favor.

"Lion, your lover is so beautiful!"

Ruili, who couldn't control the words of praise from her mouth, praised Paimon's amazing beauty in all aspects, and then she skillfully took out a charcoal pencil from her cowhide pocket to draw the pattern of Leon's face.

Recalling the experience of painting the gorgeous makeup on the blonde beauty just now, when the closed cyanotic eyes opened, the patterns on the face seemed to be given a life that did not belong to them, winding up coquettishly and treacherously.For some reason, she thought in a trance that her soul seemed to be drawn out of her body, but she rubbed her eyes and denied such a weird idea for a second, but the beauty was still breathtaking.

Maybe it's because I didn't rest last night?

In front of such a beauty, no matter who it is, it is quite normal for anyone to lose their minds for a moment.

And he will become Lyon's partner.

While lamenting the loss of another beautiful scenery in the workshop and bearing such a huge loss, she accelerated the progress in her hands.

The lines corresponding to Paimon's face slowly bloomed from Leon's chin to the forehead, and every inch of skin was covered with paint pens.

Ruili couldn't help feeling that the two people with similar makeup had a strange sense of matching in appearance and temperament.

That is a tacit understanding that cannot be described by language, but only by the soul.

The bonfire outside the window has been blazing, and tons of firewood has been brought in and thrown in, thus becoming a part of the bright yellow fire.People gather around this warmth and weave the last song asking for a good harvest.

Lute, three-skin drum, Sollet...

The playing of festival instruments is always an irresistible and irresistible occasion.

Lyon couldn't wait to rush out of the room, and the musicians playing the orchestral instruments and drums danced joyfully around the fire, every time their toes landed, they pressed their palms and every drum beat.Lei, who can talk and move, has already become one with the musicians. He is beating the drum raised above his head in a funny but flying way. The apprentice sitting next to him is making fun of him loudly. He also looked at them with a bright smile.

Among those people, some came from the small town of Bryce, some were born in the capital, and some came from other territories of the empire not far away.

Lyon, who was obsessed with the prosperity, noticed something, and slowly turned his head to look forward.

The swaying fire light vaguely coated half of the face of the person in front of him, illuminating the gorgeous patterns on the face. Although the other half of the face was still hidden in the darkness, the combination of light and darkness brought an indescribable style.

He smiled slightly.

The flames rushed into the sky in an instant.

Leon had no way of discovering, and had no way of knowing, that his earlobes and auricles were bright red that could not be concealed by the flames, as were his cheeks, neck, and forehead. It even made people wonder whether it was the effect of the external light?

You see, no matter how many times, this human being still has the most clumsy, simplest affection for this face.

He strode forward and pulled Paimon into his arms.

There is no pursuit and no pursuit. When Paimon says "I want Leon to be my partner", there will only be one answer to the question about pursuit.

Whether he is a man or a woman, high or low, it doesn't matter at all.Children who grow up in the embrace of wind and freedom will only pursue their own ideals.

He can tolerate his bad temper, his arrogance, his contempt, and his faultfinding, and he even thinks that Paimon is really, surprisingly cute.

But correspondingly, his love is also his.

Belonging to Leon Karben.

The fragrance of maple syrup climbed to an unprecedented peak.

The sound of water stains touching lips and teeth moved two young hearts.

"I love you, Paimon."

"I love you."

Leon bit Paimon's lips indiscriminately, panting and pouring out his emotions over and over again.

"Ah."

"Including your soul?"

Paimon leaned against his forehead, a deep dark light flashed in his eyes.

"My soul? Oh no, don't you know Paimon, it belongs to you forever, my lover forever..."

The rest of the words are all contained in the corner where no one knows.

Souls in love finally move towards eternal union.

Music and flames are lingering and connected with the sky.

The author has something to say:

www is finally finished!applaud!

There should be another episode tomorrow

Thank you very much for your support all the way, I have been writing for more than a month, please forgive me for writing as slowly as a tortoise!

After all, this is the first short story, and there are still big deficiencies in writing and plot, and there are many things I wanted to write that I didn't write www, thank you for your tolerance and understanding (comparison)!

Well, after the official conclusion, we will see you in the next book!

29. Extra Story

Leon Carbon had a soft spot for the suburban cottage he had bought.

Except for the entrance period in the dormitory, almost all the rest of the rest time is spent in this room.

The small space is full of traces of his own arrangement, which is why the warmth of "home" is born in the cabin.

Even after falling in love with Paimon, he rejected the proposal to move into the lord's manor without any room for negotiation. Although the mansion was extraordinarily luxurious and had two familiar columns, people preferred to have The security and happiness of the wealth created through the labor of one's own hands cannot be replaced by other substances.

This was the conclusion Vasago told Paimon after pushing his round monocle.

But the most irrefutable thing for Paimon is that his lover has experienced unspeakable pain here, and he has bravely cheered up and faced the cruel truth.

Therefore, he had to go to the cottage to accompany his lover on every rest day.

——Although he secretly called it "a pile of wood that will fall when the wind blows."

……

On a sunny autumn morning, the sound of scythe harvesting wheat can be heard not far away, and the joy of abundance and abundance flows into the homes of every household with the wind.

The chestnut-haired man on the bed seemed to be awakened by the knock on the door, his eyelashes and eyelids trembled, ready to receive the tiny beam of light that sneaked in through the window.He turned over, kissed the corner of the forehead of his lover who was still asleep, put on his nightgown and opened the window.

——Under the subtle and intentional influence of Paimon, he has gradually accepted the lifestyle of the nobility.

In an instant, the fresh and natural air rushed over, wrapped in an imperceptible chill, and cleaned the rosemary potted plants on the window sill over and over again. They were taken care of by Paimon, swaying in the wind, exuding a pleasant fragrance. the fragrance of man.

Lyon is used to breathing the sweetness of dew in the morning, the taste of water vapor transpiration and drifting into mist makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally, and the wind will also help them float to every corner of the world.

...Of course, it is also necessary to blow away the rich fragrance of chestnut flowers in the house.

The moment he took off the rosemary corolla, Paimon, who had never had a good look at this plant, ignored the lingering fragrance on his body, and carried him directly into the upstairs bedroom of the mansion.

On the distant ocean, there is also a heroic sailor driving a ship, fighting against the unpredictable ocean.The ocean roars, and the foaming waves crash against the hard hull