Diona

Eula came to her door in a panic with all kinds of medicines, but heard her uncle's laughter.

Eula was stunned.

Uncle hadn't laughed for a long time since he joined the Knights of Favonius, and his meetings with him usually ended with a quarrel and his angry departure.

Although Eula hates her uncle, in her heart, she always loves this man who reads her uncle and writes her father.

Wait a minute!

Ivan is inside!

Eula nervously pushed open the door.

Ivan had quickly adapted to this strange speech in his conversation with Schubert, and soon in the midst of his compliments, he had laughed so much that Eula's uncle had been left behind at some point.

Over the millennia, Lawrence has been distorted not only by his path, but also by his manners.

Schubert also talked to him about the Lawrence family's business, and received a lot of help, and thought he knew Ivan.

In this person's aristocratic etiquette, his speech and self-cultivation meet the standards, but his actions lack education.

With a wealth of over 100 million, a strong face, a handsome face, a good belly, and a great reputation, people from other worlds came here alone, alone, and seemed to be a love brain.

It's Eula who loves it.

Isn't this the golden beetle son-in-law that he misses in his heart?

Schubert turned his head to look at Eula who had come in, and just wanted to reprimand him, but he thought that there was a guest here, so he stiffly held back.

"Ahem... Lawrence's light of the waves, to meet this beloved, should be cherished... As far as I know, the two women of the Gunnhild family are not married, but they should not be robbed by the enemy.

Schubert said, raised his feet and walked out: "Junior matters, should be reconciled by juniors, I won't bother much." Then

he made a rather cumbersome aristocratic salute to Eula and Ivan, and left.

Eula opened her mouth to defend herself, but finally stumbled and said, "Uh... Yes, uncle—"

Schubert closed the door and walked away.

Eula and Ivan breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, then looked at each other and quickly looked away.

"I... I'll help you look at the injury. Eula said, at this moment there is no knightly elegance at all, and the nobility when he first met Ivan, "I actually asked noble Lawrence to check the wound, this hatred, I wrote it down."

Eula stepped forward, blushing and pulling open Ivan's tattered clothes, carefully searching for the wound.

The sound of flipping the quilt, the sound of turning clothes, and the coldness on the skin made the temperature of the two people who had never been close enough to love the opposite sex rise sharply.

At the same time, the nervous silence made the scene a little awkward.

Ivan thought about finding a topic, so he said, "That... Eula, I don't have any wounds on my body, and I don't feel any discomfort. As

he spoke, he tried to push Eula away.

Unexpectedly, he was pushed back by Eula: "It's inevitable to bump and bump all the way just now, you see, there are bruises!"

Ivan looked down and saw that there were indeed a few bruises on his calves, but this kind of small injury was honest, and no child would take it seriously.

But Eula, however, carefully smeared unknown medicines on herself, which made Ivan's heart warm, and the corners of his mouth were almost on his forehead.

Ivan muttered, "This feud... I made a note of..."

Eula raised her head instantly, stared in disbelief, and asked with a red face, "You... Why are you talking about my... My—

" Ivan shrunk his neck and smiled hesitantly, "Your uncle, Mr. Schubert, said something similar not long ago. "

Hmm—" Eula ignored Ivan and continued to examine the wound with a red face.

Ivan felt like he had talked to death, but thought about the scene where the two confessed to each other before, because I didn't think it was a big deal and was lying on the bed grinning.

Eula was relieved to see that Ivan was no longer looking at her, but she still muttered a little dissatisfied: "Wood-like nerd..."

Eula: What do you say? "

No... Nothing..."

......

................................................ Sora defeats Aemoterror with the help of Barbatos, and falls back to the ground with wings flapping from the sky.

Amber ran over cheering, ready to congratulate her.

And at this very moment.

Kaeya clapped his palms as he appeared in Sora's field of vision, staring blankly at Sora with one eye.

"He has the power to fight dragons."

"Are you our guest, or is it a new storm?"

(Today's workshop

, the big man and the little man do their daily work) (still when he was about to get off work and didn't work

, the big man still took the little man's hand and patted his leg, turned his head and asked me) (Brother Fan, he beat me, you said I would fight him back or slap

him) (I said, you still tickle him, I'm afraid you will beat him up) (

Then, the big man handed the little man over with both hands, and I subconsciously grabbed the little man's hands, Raise the little man's arms up and force him to make a French military salute

) (the little man's laughter continued until the end of the day, and we probed, almost all the tickles on his body) (

look, how happy he was).

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