Seeing Chris sitting under the tree and staring at her look, Wien couldn't help but laugh.

"What? Are you fascinated by my beauty?"

Chris came to his senses, withdrew his gaze in disgust, and continued to sit still with his knees in his arms.

Seeing that she didn't seem to be going to get up, Wien walked over and leaned against her and sat down.

"The class will be over in a while," he said as if nothing had happened.

"It's time to finish class, and I'm not short of one."

Listening to this indifferent attitude, Chris seemed determined to skip class.

Wien looked sideways, her eyes were dim, and she gently pursed her lower lip, and her expression was not very happy.

He stretched out his fingers and pinned her soft hair behind his ears. He asked softly, "What? Are you afraid of testing in front of others?"

Chris glanced at him and argued: "Who said I was scared...I just felt uncomfortable in my stomach."

Wien leaned over and asked her tentatively.

"Then otherwise, I'll help you touch it?"

Chris's face turned slightly red, and he opened his ready-to-move hands.

"don't want!"

Smiling helplessly, Vine leaned on her shoulder and pressed the weight towards her.

"I'm dying, don't stick to me."

Chris pouted, spreading all his resentment on him, and constantly pushing him out.

However, it cannot be pushed at all.

"You always... relied on your physical advantage to bully me."

The strength gap between the two sides was too big, and she no longer did useless work, but her tone became aggrieved.

"This is not called bullying you, it is called wanting to get close to you." Wien pressed his hand on her calf and moved forward a little.

So, a comfortable space was freed in her arms.

Wien pulled her arm away, rested on her thighs, and lay down comfortably.

Christie, who was still confused just now, finally understood what he wanted to do after his series of movements like flowing water.

"Hey!" She shook her legs in anger and almost bounced Wien out.

"Shouldn't you comfort me?" she asked.

Wien paused, a little embarrassed.

"Do you want to put your thighs on your back?"

I'm afraid that I won't be able to control how many I send you.

Chris directly reached out and patted his forehead.

Then he held his head and stuffed him in his arms like a pillow.

"Woo...you want to murder your husband!" Wien struggled slightly exaggeratedly.

However, the force of the movement is not intense at all.

However, even though he tried hard to make her happy, she didn't laugh.

Not long after, Wien's struggle stopped.

He lay silently in Chris' arms under the cool shade of the scorching sun.

"Don't care what others say," said Wien. "Chris doesn't need to prove himself with those things."

You are the son of destiny, the heroine!

Before this, he thought Chris would not be sad about those rumors.

I think so, little girls always want to save face.

In contrast, her little magic is indeed a bit incapable of showing off, and it is normal that she is unwilling to expose her shortcomings in front of others.

"I didn't care," she whispered, "but... I can't help but feel sad when I think of you being there."

Wien was stunned for a moment, then smiled gently.

"That's really sorry, it makes you sad because of me."

"It's all your fault."

"Well, it's all my fault."

...Does you become more shy because of my existence?

Self-esteem in love is really something that is difficult to guess.

Wien closed her eyes and felt her strange embrace carefully.

If there is any place in this world that exists like home for you.

That's only around Chris.

"If I become a different person one day, will you like me?"

Her voice seemed to dissipate in the breeze at any time.

“I’ll like it.”

"If it weren't Chris anymore, would you like it?"

Wien opened her eyes and saw her eyes that were as bright as the moon, with a hint of mysterious lake blue.

What kind of soul is hiding behind this window?

"Yes." He said in a positive tone.

Wien suddenly grabbed her hand from beside him and buckled their little fingers.

"Swear now, no matter what you become, I will like you."

The young man's clear voice was firm and powerful.

Looking at his eyes steadily, Chris was silent for a moment.

"I will take every word you say seriously," she said softly.

"Um."

"If you dare to give up..." She paused and said, "I will take you to hell together?"

Hearing her threat, Vanne's body stiffened and her smiled bitterly.

"I will not abandon you," he said.

Chris lowered his head and sucked on the corner of his lips.

After a moment, she let him go.

"This feeling is not annoying."

Her tone was like buying a new ice cream on the corner of the street, and she tried it out if it tasted delicious.

"Just not hate it?" Wien asked.

Chris was a little stunned, then showed a quiet smile.

"I like a little bit more than not hate it."

It seemed that he finally felt that this posture was inconvenient, and Wien supported the grass next to him and sat up.

"Do you like it a little bit more than yesterday?" he asked.

"Um……"

Before she could answer, Wien blocked the rest of her words.

With his hands pressed against the trunk behind her, he turned to attack and enjoyed her warm kiss intoxicatedly.

A beam of sunlight shining from the shade of the trees changed light and shadow behind him.

One hand reached behind her neck and the other raised her knees. Wien suddenly hugged her horizontally.

"What are you doing?"

The look on her face was a little nervous in her shyness.

"Take you back and detect magic." Wien said lightly.

“…”

Chris looked dissatisfied, "Didn't I say I don't want to go!"

"The more you care about this, the more likely it is to be used by those people to gossip." Wien persuaded.

"You already have me as a magic genius, what's their magic?"
To be continued...