Remilia's Change

Maybe it was a second, maybe it was a long time, the two people who looked at each other gradually regained their senses.

Visible to the naked eye, with the passage of time, a nice blush gradually appeared on Paqiuli's face, and the shyness in her eyes became more and more obvious.

On the other hand, Ling Xue seemed to have noticed the shame in Paqiuli's eyes. Although her face was flushed a little, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. I have to feel that Zi's exercise is very effective. Now this kind of "affectionate" looking at each other is completely a small case.

"Good evening, Little Muq."

It was Ling Xue who broke the silence first, because he felt that if he didn't break the atmosphere, Paqiuli's CPU would soon overheat.

"Don't call me Muq."

Paqiuli retorted subconsciously first, and then took the opportunity to break the atmosphere, stood up vigorously and sat up.

"This...I slept very comfortably this night. So...so, thank you...thank you."

Although the tone sounded calm, the slight trill and the pretty hand that was stroking her braids unconsciously It betrayed Paqiuli's mood at this time.

"You're welcome. Because I also slept very comfortably."

Maybe it was because of sleeping together, so facing Paqiuli, Ling Xue felt that she didn't have the kind of time when she was alone with a girl, especially when the atmosphere was relatively strong. That slight tension on a good day.

Stretching her waist greatly, Ling Xue also sat up, leaning her chin lightly on Paqiuli's fragrant shoulder, and murmured: "Thank you, little Muq. You really are a perfect pillow. Fragrant. Soft."

Just finished. Ling Xue felt that the temperature next to her face, that is, on the tips of Paqiuli's ears, was about to break through the sky.

"Ahahaha. Well, I won't tease you anymore. Get up quickly. Depending on the weather, it should be almost time for dinner."

Looking at Paqiuli who was flushed, shy and silent, and unconsciously rubbing the ends of her hair, Lingxue laughed twice. It's been a long time since I experienced the feeling of 'attack'. . . Uh wait. . . Why do I say long time no see. . .

When she came to the dressing table, Ling Xue gently pressed Paqiuli down, and gently took off the hat with the golden crescent decoration on her head, and put it aside. Then he picked up the comb and stroked Patchouli's hair gently.

"It's really good hair quality."

Feeling the softness between her fingers, Ling Xue couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"En. Because I use my magic power to comb it every day." Paqiuli responded in a low voice, then raised her hand and untied the hairbands of the two ponytails tied in front of her, "Hey, little...Xiaoxue. .I can call you that. Since you want to help me comb my hair, then just help me to tie it up again."

"Hi~~"

Looking at the purple hair hanging down to Lingxue's calf like a purple waterfall. A flash of admiration flashed in Ling Xue's eyes, and then she nodded.

Caressed the soft hair. The hands that have already made perfect are flying freely in the purple waterfall, and after a short time, they restored the two iconic ponytails to the top.

When Paqiuli turned around, Ling Xue looked at her masterpiece and nodded in satisfaction.

After all, when Xue was living in seclusion, she was often pestered by those brats and Weizhi to let him comb their hair. Over time, he had learned a skill.

"I said Remy, you won't sit in that seat all day, right?" When she

came to the hall, Ling Xue's eyes subconsciously fell on the man who was still sitting on the throne, with a head of blue-purple hair. Remilia's body.

"How is it possible?"

Remilia bit her little canine teeth, blinked her scarlet eyes, glanced at Ling Xue and Paqiuli who had kept her head down, and said with a look of interest in her eyes: "You've been with Patch all day?"

"Well, that's right." Ling Xue waved her hand, then looked around and said, "Remi, is the kitchen still the original place? It's almost dinner time, I'll go get something to eat."

"Cut."

Hearing Ling Xue's straightforward admission, Remilia curled her lips unwillingly, thinking that there was some gossip to dig. But then he heard that Ling Xue was going to cook in person, his eyes lit up instantly, and the slightest bit of reluctance had long been forgotten.

"You want to cook yourself?"

"Well, that's right. It's rare to come to the Scarlet Devil Mansion. As a deacon, of course I have to do something practical." Ling Xue smiled.

"En. Even if you still know that you are the deacon of the Scarlet Devil Mansion." Remilia puffed her chest out and nodded seriously.

"Then how about counting me in?"

Without the slightest warning, an unusually pleasant voice came into everyone's ears with a trace of banter.

"I said Zi, do you want to be so elusive?" Ling Xue's helpless sigh revealed the identity of the visitor.

"Yakumo Zi, this is what Lingxue specially wanted to do for me, and it's not for you." Remilia stood up from the throne and said with a frown.

"Don't you think this is fun?"

A gap with red eyes and two bows at both ends opened behind Ling Xue, and a beautiful golden figure stepped out of it. After the gap disappeared, the slender hands of the golden figure wrapped around Ling Xue's neck.

Blinking her purple eyes, Yakumo Zi looked at Remilia who was on the throne, and then teased, "As the head of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, he is so unresponsive to guests. Alas, it seems that the Scarlet Devil Mansion is also It's not good."

"Who...who said that."

Remilia, who was desperately trying to save face and suffer, was pinched three inches from her lifeline, so she could only stare at her red eyes with great reluctance, and then looked fiercely. Ling Xue said: "It's just that the deacon of our Scarlet Devil Mansion will not cook the ingredients for an outsider to eat. You say so!!"

"Ah, you don't have to worry about this, I have prepared the ingredients myself." Before Ling Xue could

reply, Yakumo Zi teased. Let go of Ling Xue with both hands, then open the folding fan, with a light wave, a gap suddenly opened, and a pile of miscellaneous fresh ingredients fell out of the gap.

It's clearly in my inventory. . . Ling Xue looked at Yakumo Zi and frowned slightly.

It doesn't matter, people have given themselves to you, so what's yours is mine. . . This is the news that Yakumo Zi also sent back with her eyes.

"Okay, okay. Don't quarrel, Remy, and you too. I'll just make a little more today, and use my ingredients, so don't worry about not enough. Remy, I'll make another dish later The blood-type dishes are for you, which I specially developed for you recently."

Ling Xue sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to act as a peacemaker.

"Well, there is really no other way. Since my deacon has said so, then Yakumo Zi, you can stay here and eat."

Hearing the dishes with blood type B, Remilia's eyes lit up, and she pretended to be big. He waved his hand quickly and nodded.

After putting away all the ingredients on the ground, Ling Xue walked towards the kitchen.

. . I am cooking. . the dividing line. .

Because the few people who wanted to eat were not big eaters, the meal was quickly served on the table under the hands of the old driver, ah no, the old chef.

"Although it's not a dish that will shine, everyone should just eat it."

Under the buffer of the food, Remilia seemed to lose the mood to continue arguing with Zi, but enjoyed the feast of food with a happy smile on her face .

"You are not allowed to read while eating."

Seeing Paqiuli sitting next to her while eating and reading a book, Ling Xue frowned, pulled the book over and put it down on her body.

"Hi..."

Seeing that she couldn't read the book, Paqiuli had no choice but to agree, and obediently ate.

"Speaking of which, Ling Xue."

While eating, Remilia seemed to think of something, and said to Ling Xue, "Did you add some strange power to your blood?"

"What do you mean ? ?" Ling Xue frowned slightly, wondering.

"No. No. I don't doubt what you mean."

Seeing Ling Xue frowned, Remilia raised her hands and waved them desperately, and hurriedly explained: "I mean, from Gensokyo to now, I have always been I have been drinking your blood, although it is rare every time, but after such a long time, I suddenly found that my resistance to sunlight and large amounts of water has improved a lot. And the desire for blood is getting more and more Less. Not only that, but my strength has also started to increase slowly."

"That's a good thing." Ling Xue smiled slightly, then thought for a while and said, "I'm not too clear about this, Zi, your You have more knowledge. Why do you think this is?"

"That's right." Yakumo Zi wiped her mouth lightly with a red checkered handkerchief, then thought for a while and said, "I think it's probably because of you, Koyuki. As a dragon, the bloodline level is much higher than that of Remi. So even if you just gave ordinary blood, and did not add any power to the blood, as long as it flows from your body There must be a small amount of blood in it, and this small amount of power has been absorbed by Remy over time, and it is also subtly improving her shortcomings.

" What about something like that?" Qianyin asked anxiously.

"I don't think so." Yakumo Zi shook her head slightly and said, "You can think of this kind of intake as a nature similar to that of human beings. Dragons are the darlings of nature. So dragons The energy in the body is just like nature, sometimes manic and sometimes soft. The power in Ling Xue's blood is extremely gentle without Ling Xue's special stimulation, so it can be absorbed with confidence. And it's just that Tiny absorption."

After hearing Zi's explanation, several people were slightly relieved.

"Don't worry, Qianyin."

On the other hand, the person involved was the calmest, Remilia waved her hand and said, "Even if what happens then, I believe Xiaoxue will definitely have a solution. After all, I picked out the deacon."

"You really trust me."

Ling Xue shook her head with a wry smile, but a warm look flashed in her eyes.