(thank you so much for tanzit
At the top of the ladder platform round table, right now, Remilia is sitting here, holding the tray as always, waiting beside Remilia, a big girl and a small girl present a very beautiful scenery line.
Looking at holding Fran and laughing at her, she came here speechless. Remilia didn't know how. She snorted coldly and said something delicious.
"Why is your relationship so good?..."
Although Remilia still doesn't know how to know Wu Yan and Flemish, compared with Wu Yan, Remilia not only lives with Flemish as a biological sister, but also lives together for hundreds of years. Their relationship is that they look more like brothers and sisters.
The speechless person who stepped up the platform ladder first looked at each other secretly at night and smiled at each other. Everything was speechless. Then he looked at Remilia and curled his lips.
"Our relationship is absolutely better than you think. Anyway, my relationship with Fleming is life sharing. Even if your sister comes, it can't be better!"
"How can a contractual relationship be better than a kinship?" Remilia retorted.
"As long as you and Fran's life sharing is removed, there will be nothing!"
"It's not that there's nothing!" Before she could speak, Flemish put out her tongue at Remilia.
"My brother loves Fleur more than my sister. Fleur likes her brother best!"
"Fleur!" When her sister demolished the stage, Remilia was annoyed, but she just got a bad laugh from Fran, which made Remilia helpless.
In fact, Remilia is not unable to see her own sister's good relationship with others. She can only keep Fleming in the basement before. To keep Fran's happy smile on her face, Remilia thought it was worth more than anything.
So. It's not so much that Remilia can't see that Fleur has a good relationship with other people, but that Remilia has some taste. Why can't the one who makes Fran smile so happily is herself
Now, Remilia is just envious of the relationship between wordless and Flemish. The taste must be there. I don't know whether it's Flemish or wordless, or both. Maybe.
"Why didn't you sleep today?" Holding Fran, she sat beside Remilia. Speechless very casual like the voice of inquiry.
"It's not dark yet. If you don't sleep, you won't have the spirit to have a party at night..."
"I've been sleeping so long, how can I still sleep?" Said Remilia, her face full of anger.
"Aren't you responsible for all this?"
Since the original sin of wordless greed passed, Remilia was so tired that she went to sleep. During the whole day of the sin of * later, Remilia was sleeping until this morning. Now, how can she still sleep
"Say it. Didn't you go to those moon man's broken bamboo groves? " Remilia took up her cup and began to drink black tea.
"Haven't you been put to any trouble this time? Do you need my help? "
"No more..." Speechless shrugs.
"I have achieved the goal of going to the eternal Pavilion. I didn't take any strange medicine. I don't need to worry about it... "
With that, wordless picked up his cake and spread it on the table.
"Try this cake!"
"Cake?..." Remilia's action in her hand, she also cast her eyes on the cake spread on the table at night, and their faces appeared suspicious at the same time.
"It's not that there is no cake in the Red Devils hall, but it's made by hand in the evening. It's better than the one outside. I don't know how much. What else do you want to buy?..."
"I'm sorry. It's not bought... " A wordless look at Remilia.
"I made it myself!"
"Do you..." Remilia was stunned.
"What did you do?" There was a curious look on his face.
"Brother's cake!" Fleur's eyes brightened, showing a trace of aftertaste.
"Fleur wants to eat! Fleming hasn't eaten the cake made by her brother for a long time! "
"It was made for you!" Wordless divided the cake into several parts. And beckoned to the night, from the tray in the hand of the night. Take out some small dishes.
"I was going to make you a delicious meal last time, but the plan couldn't catch up with the change. I'll try this cake first, and then I'll cook for you later!"
As he said this, he put several cakes into small plates one by one, one in front of Remilia, one in front of himself and Fran, and the other on the table beside him, looking at the night.
"Come and have a taste of it, too."This The night was a little hesitant.
For the silent cake, he was full of curiosity about what it would taste like. However, after all, he still positioned himself in the position of servant. As a maid, he could not easily share the table with the master.
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