Chapter 142: Preferences
On the mountain to the northwest of the imperial capital, the mountain has undergone a very big change at this time, and the whole has split into two halves, which makes people wonder how it was caused?
And on such a mountain, on one side, there are two girls hiding in the leeward place, and there are two girls on both sides.
The evening breeze is blowing, and the cold wind that penetrates into the bones makes people shiver.
Feeling the warmth of Rachel's body, Sfania couldn't help but tighten up a little more, and squeezed behind her, trying to get closer to Rachel.
Thankfully, Rachel and Svania had worn a lot of gowns and coats since they went up the mountain, and now they took them off as a quilt and covered them, which was pretty good.
"Rachel!" The little blushed and fluttered, and Sfania was embraced by Rachel, her legs curled up and contained by Rachel, which was very warm.
"Ah, what's wrong?" With a subtle trill, Rachel replied.
Svania was warm, Rachel hugged her, and her gown and coat were wrapped in her.
But Rachel was sad, and sat on the cold and hard ground under his buttocks, although a piece of clothing was laid, but the thin clothes had a hairy effect in this environment, and his back was leaning against the windshield stone behind him, and the guy was called a cold.
Rachel wanted to use the fire beast in her body to keep warm, but the quality of the flames released by the fire beast was too high, and it would indiscriminately hurt anyone except her master.
"Rachel, do you have a favorite boy?"
"Nope."
"Really? I see a lot of boys secretly looking at you, and I often find opportunities to come to the class to pretend to see you by coincidence, and there are a lot of rich and handsome boys in it! ”
"It's a matter of principle, well, don't talk about it, anyway, I don't have a boy I like." She is a man herself, can she say such things? Rachel swallowed the words that came to his mouth.
"That, that!" Svania's fingers twitched, her toes clenched, her eyes a little dodgy; "Rachel, do you like girls? I saw that some girls in Yuehua Academy were together, and they didn't like boys, was it because they liked girls? ”
"Whew!" Rachel didn't understand why the princess was asking, but if she really wanted to say what was in her heart, it wasn't impossible.
"Well, it's not a girl, I like women."
"Uh, what's the difference?" Stunned, Svania turned back to look at Rachel, but Rachel held her head down and couldn't succeed.
"Didn't you say it, don't move, it'll break your posture, and it'll be even colder when the cool breeze comes in." Snorting the snot, Rachel said, her face is now purple from the cold, if the princess sees it, she will not immediately understand, now it is good, she has rough skin and thick flesh, and the most important thing is that she is immortal, the princess is delicate and expensive.
Rachel didn't forget what Yinyue said at the beginning, if the princess was bumped, it would be deducted from her salary, and it would be too late to make money, and she would have to be deducted, so she should wash and sleep decisively.
"Oh, Rachel, what do you mean by liking women?" Svania didn't know what was going on with Rachel at the moment, and thought Rachel was as warm as she was.
"Before the underage, it is divided into young girls, Lori, and girls, and these stages are very cute, and naturally they belong to the level of girls, and they really become women after adulthood." Rachel remembered the girlfriends she had in her previous life when she entered the work stage, and the figure and figure were beyond the reach of her student days.
"What about me, that's what I like, age, it's best to hold gold bricks in twenty-seven to thirty-three, and the female junior can't be too small, after all, it's easy to have a generation gap and affect communication."
"Twenty-seven to thirty-three! How can this be a female junior? It's much better than you, and what's going on with that gold brick? Svania was amazed, and Rachel said a lot of things she didn't understand.
Rachel is talking about her psychological age, now it is exactly thirty years old, and when a woman's charm is the richest, it happens to be more than twenty-five, below thirty-five, a woman at this stage, not only is she completely ripe, she has developed well in all aspects, she is psychologically mature, and she is also Rachel's favorite sister control, who likes the royal sister department, of course, there is a Lolita hidden in everyone's heart, and Rachel is naturally no exception.
"Too old, a little younger, this, let's say sixteen, is it okay?" Ahhh It was too blunt, and Svania's face flushed, and her body tightened even more.
"Sixteen years old, too young, one round away." Rachel didn't hear what Svania meant, and replied reflexively, no matter how much her appearance changes, her inner experience and experience are indelible, in Rachel's eyes, including her sister Leah, and Teacher Stia, these are equivalent to her sister, mental age, thirty-year-old uncle, enough to be called so.
"Ahh Sfania pursed her lips; "Rachel, do you like older women so much, isn't it better to be tender?"
Oops, Rachel likes girls, but it's the older sister she likes, which makes Sfania feel upset and can't figure out what to do.
The imperial capital, the palace, the palace where the second prince is located, it is so late, but no one sleeps in the second prince, but he plays chess with himself alone, watching him play with relish, and there is no boredom at all.
"Coming back? How's it going? Suddenly, he sensed something, and said Al as he placed the pieces neatly into the board.
Poof! A dark shadow staggered to the palace and fell to the ground, the man in the skull mask who was about to be forced out of the gap between Rachel and killed by Ranmelote.
"Oh, I'm hurt, who did it? With your skills, you should be able to run away even if you can't beat it. Obviously seeing that the other party was injured, but Abal didn't get up, still playing chess calmly, ignoring it.
"Rachel, she's not a magician at all, and the magic she uses contains a gas lock, which is the hallmark of a magician." The Black Shadow of the Skull Mask spoke, and by listening to the voice, she knew that she was not very old, no more than twenty.
"Really? Fifteen-year-old magician? Tsk, tsk, awesome! ”
"If it's okay, I'll go down, and this time I'm barely hiding."
"Uh-huh, it's really an ugly scar, those medicines in the back can be used casually, girls can't leave scars on their bodies, you know?" Glancing at the large black marks under the girl's armpit that had been burned by the lightning spear, he said indifferently.
The girl's expression behind the mask flashed with disgust, nodded without speaking, and retired.
From the beginning to the end, Abel didn't ask about Ammelotte's condition, it was just an outcast, and the moment the girl appeared, it meant his death.
"Magician? In this way, it can be explained, after the battle with Yinyue and the five hundred dead soldiers, the emperor will inevitably be injured to some extent, and it is not impossible to be attacked by the magician. ”
The magician didn't think about it anymore, because even the magicians were already unbelievable, and if there really was a fifteen-year-old magician, it would be unprecedented.