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"Then... that, Lord Sharon?" This extremely dangerous distance suddenly made my hair stand on end. I held my breath and spoke anxiously.

"Huh?" It was still an emotionless response, but the nasal sound at the end was a stroke of genius, making Sharon's response sound a bit coquettish, like a lazy kitten.

Following the sound, her chin was slightly raised at the same time, and her pair of ice-blue eyes that were close at hand showed a trace of doubt, as if to say, is there any problem?

The tilt of my chin immediately made me even more stressed. The distance between our faces was already very close. After I tilted my chins up, our lips almost touched each other. I had to lift my head to pull them apart.

Keep a little distance to avoid inevitable accidents.

At this time, Sharon looked like, although the three attributes were still strong, there was a different kind of laziness, as if... it seemed very comfortable, as comfortable as if she had closed her eyes and slept, and she didn't notice the distance at all.

How dangerous, how lethal it is for a man. Her beautiful and indifferent eyes were slightly hazy and slightly squinted, casting a doubtful look from inside, as if to say, I want to sleep, do you have any questions?

In my eyes, Sharon Everard seems to have turned into a lazy cat, except that this cat is a bit bigger. It is not a short tail, not a folded ear, and not a Persian, but a... uh, ocelot,

Slender, slender, elegant, and powerful, his eyes have an untamable indifference, and every movement reveals the vigilance of a predator.

"No, it's nothing. I just wanted to ask you if it would feel better this way?" I raised my head and asked cautiously.

"Yeah, not bad." Sharon seemed to finally notice my embarrassment, and moved her body in her arms, bending her body slightly, and her chin, which was originally resting on her shoulders, fell to her chest.

Phew~~~ I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, finally I no longer had to raise my head to speak.

No. Now is not the time to breathe a sigh of relief!!!

I found that I was too naive, Sharon's face kept rubbing against the chest of Shengyue Xianlang, this is the rhythm of having just stepped off the knife mountain and entered the sea of ​​fire again!

"Xue...Sir Sharon?" I had no choice but to remind her, hoping that the other party would realize how shameful her behavior was for someone she had just met.

"It's bigger." Sharon didn't understand what I meant at all, but said this in a confused way.

"What?" I lowered my head and looked subconsciously.

"Bigger than Mom Sheryl." He raised his head from his chest, met my eyes, and added.

This...this...

I really haven’t looked at the Holy Moon Wolf after putting on the goddess’s armor. Sharon said this, and unconsciously compared it in her mind. It seems... It seems that the armor on the chest is indeed better than the Demon Moon Wolf Witch.

It looks taller when wearing it.

The Goddess Arms is tailor-made for the wife knight, and her size is of course completely suitable for the figure of the wife knight. However, like all equipment, the Goddess Arms naturally has the function of automatically adjusting the size according to the wearer's figure, so...

In other words, just as Sharon said, the Holy Moon Wolf is bigger than the Wife Knight.

Hehehe, if the wife knight knew about it, I wonder how she would feel? She always bullies and teases me, and I also want to see her angry and awkward.

That’s not right!!! How can I be so proud! I am a pure man!!!

If it weren't for Sharon's support in my arms, I would have cried OTZ and knelt down again on the spot to commemorate the passing of Mr. Chide.

"Sir Sharon." I wiped away the blood and tears in my heart. I looked solemnly.

"Don't talk about this when praising, okay?"

As if sensing my courage, Sharon nodded, tilted her head cutely, and continued to search for other feelings.

"You are taller than Mom Sheryl."

Oh, there is a difference. Of course the wife knight is not as tall as me. This has nothing to do with gender. It is acceptable, okay.

"The temperament is completely different from Sheryl's mother, but I don't hate it...I like it." Sharon said softly again, and the volume of the last few words suddenly became smaller, making people feel a trace of embarrassment in her cold tone.

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"Sir Sharon, thank you for your compliment." When discussing the temperament of the Holy Moon Sage Wolf, I could barely accept it. Hearing this, I couldn't help but smile, and my desire to reach out and pat her head became even stronger.

"Generally speaking, Sheryl's mother feels farther away than just now." Finally, Sharon concluded.

"Really? I'm sorry, I took it for granted and made it self-defeating." I felt silently sad in my heart. It turned out that I was still too naive, thinking that gender change would make Sharon more familiar and familiar.

"But, it's better than before." Suddenly, Sharon opened her squinted eyes, and her ice-blue eyes flashed with color.

"Well... Sir Sharon, thank you for your comfort." I laughed bitterly.

"It's not comfort, I won't lie." Sharon shook her head and her tone became more serious.

"Although I am further away from Sheryl's mother's breath, I am very happy to see your efforts." In order to increase her persuasion, she nodded her head vigorously.

Because she cannot express her feelings well, the movements of girls with three attributes are usually richer than that of normal people. This is exactly what Sharon Evra is doing at this time. She is eager to let the other person know her feelings.

"You worked very hard, so thank you. I'm very happy, even happier than I was just now."

"Yes...really? Sir Sharon, I'm very happy too." Under Sharon Everra's serious eyes, I felt a little embarrassed.

Did it help in the end? It was great. It could satisfy Sharon who was about to disappear. Compared to this, this little shame was nothing.

"award."

"Um."

"So, is the reward enough?" Sharon tightened her arms around her waist and tilted her head and asked.

Oh I see.

These words and this action made me finally understand the meaning of Sanwu Girl.

After the Saint Moon Wolf was equipped with the Goddess Arms, she felt even further away from the wife knight. Logically speaking, Sharon couldn't be so excited that she threw herself into her arms. But she did it. It turned out to be to reward me, just like

When I first equipped the Goddess Arms with the Demonic Moon Wolf Witch, it was like she took off her hat.

He is really a child who is not willing to admit defeat at all - I don't know why, seeing Sharon Everard's serious look, this thought suddenly came to my mind.

Child? God, she was a person hundreds of thousands of years ago. Am I qualified to say this?

But they are really similar, not in things like age, appearance, and face, but in her heart, which is as pure as a blank sheet of paper, as upright as a righteous hero, and as straightforward as a child's heart.

It's a pity that it's a bit venomous, but it's also cute, isn't it?

At this moment, my inner desire to reach out and touch her head suddenly became stronger than ever before. I couldn't help but swallow dryly, and my mouth was a little out of control.

"Snow...Master Sharon?"

"Um?"

"Can I...can I order any more rewards?"

Sharon blinked slightly, as if to say, go ahead.

"That... that... I... can I... can I touch... your head?"

I finally said it, I finally said it, I am a fool, even Sharon, a good sister like Lan Laluohe who has been with her for hundreds of thousands of years, will not let her touch her head, so I actually made such a request, which is simply the worst thing in history.

The strong will seek death.

After saying these words, I wanted to slap my mouth for being so uncontrollable. Don't you think this is forcing others to do something difficult and forcibly making the good atmosphere tense?

Sure enough, it wasn't just me who thought so. I could feel it. Arturia and Kaluge also stopped breathing for a moment, especially Lan Larohe. Her expression was the most exaggerated, as if she had seen something incredible.

, looking at me like looking at an alien.

Stupid Druid from the Tuyanian planet, you are seeking your own death. Is that what you mean?

Sharon also fell silent. It was good that she didn't reject me immediately and kick me away. I was so moved by her kindness that I almost cried. She must be thinking of a decent excuse to let me go down the steps now.

"Okay, just give it a try..." After a long while, Sharon lowered her head and said softly.

"Yes... right, it really doesn't work. Even Master Lan Larohe can't do it. How can a person like me do it... I'm sorry, my request was too presumptuous. Please forgive me, Master Sharon... Huh?"

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As soon as Sharon opened her mouth, I said the line about going down the steps that I had already prepared in one breath. It was not until I was almost finished that I realized something was wrong, my voice stopped, and I let out a loud exclamation.

Lan Laluohe was even more exaggerated. She knelt down at that time, looking like a loser in life and a bereaved dog, as if she was wailing silently - Sharon, our hundreds of thousands of years of friendship have been eaten by bears.

Yet?

"Is...really okay?"

"Yes." This time, Sharon was more sure, taking deep breaths as if she was fully prepared. From this move, we could see how determined she was in agreeing to my request.

"If it's too difficult... let's forget it." I became even more uneasy.

"Nonsense." As a result, she glared at him.

"Okay... okay, then I'm really welcome."

"..."

Seeing that Sharon stopped talking, I took a few deep breaths nervously. After a while, I gently raised my hand and placed it tremblingly on Sharon's head. Time passed very slowly, as if ten thousand years had passed.

The palm of his hand finally made a pop and touched the soft and smooth hair.

The light blue straight hair feels very good to the touch. When you put it on the top of your head, you don’t need to use any force. It feels like you are stroking the smoothest silk with your palms. It slides down naturally, and then you raise your head and fall on the top of your head.

, slipped again.

Repeat this over and over again, and as you can see, this straight and beautiful long light blue hair feels really good to the touch, no less than any girl I have touched.

For a moment, I was a little intoxicated, and I didn't notice that Sharon in my arms was stiff, with her head lowered, her body was shaking, and she looked very unaccustomed to having her head touched like this.
To be continued...