White Moonlight who woke up and became a paranoid wizard

Chapter 63 Tsk, it's even uglier

Night dewdrops condensed on the wild roses, rolling among the layers of petals, and finally fell into the lawn.

The moon seemed to be hiding behind the thick clouds, and the moonlight was light and blurry.

Arlo crossed his legs and sat in the middle of the lawn, raising his head slightly and staring at the night sky.

In the end, tonight they were still looking at the stars and the moon.

It's just a different place.

It seems that nothing has changed, and yet something seems to be changing quietly.

A distant piano solo came from the palace in the distance. Gradually, the crisp notes were mixed with other Western music to form a beautiful piece of music.

Ai Luo couldn't help but look towards the palace, holding his cheek with his little hand, and his clear eyes were filled with desire.

She is a noble princess, and she also likes to wear beautiful dresses and clear crystal shoes. She gently puts her hands on the shoulders of the handsome knight on the dance floor, and slowly twists her graceful legs in line with his dance steps. Waist...

Ai Luo tightened her grip on the hem of her apron, a look of sadness that didn't quite suit her appeared on her face.

Aaron had a full view of Arlo's reaction.

Following her eyes, he also looked towards the palace.

A strict Gothic fence separates the lawn from the dance floor. The quiet lawn is mixed with sporadic birdsong, while on the other side of the fence is a paradise world.

Aaron followed Arlo's example and held his chin with one hand. His cold eyes fell on Arlo's little face for a long time. He then looked through the diamond-shaped colorful window at the various men and women on the dance floor, looking at them. A noble and elegant exchange of dance steps.

Aaron was puzzled.

What's so desirable about this kind of thing?
Disdain gradually appeared on his handsome face, and Aaron withdrew his gaze, lowered his head in boredom, kneading the high protruding joints on the back of his neck with one hand, and tugging at the green grass buds with the other.

"They should all be dancing, right?" Ai Luo rubbed her fingertips, bit her lower lip and thought for a long time, carefully hiding the longing in her eyes, "I hope Cinderella can be invited by the prince she dreams of."

Aaron chuckled jokingly when he heard the sound: "Isn't it just a dance? What's the point..."

Just after raising his eyes to look at Arlo's expression that had not yet been retracted, Aaron's voice stopped abruptly.

There was not only yearning on that fragile little face, but also a hint of sadness. The slightly red eyes were drooped, the lips were pressed tightly in grievance, and the white cheeks were bulging into soft buns, as if Abandoned little Persian cat.

Aaron suddenly remembered.

The dirty little girl in front of me is also the little princess held in the palm of everyone's hands.

She is so delicate, so weak, afraid of the dark, afraid of ghosts, and afraid of all the ugly creatures in the forest...

But in order to protect his country, this little guy had to pretend to be strong.

Aaron stared quietly at the silly girl who quietly covered her cheeks and kept shrugging her shoulders. Ai Luo secretly cried, and seemed to be afraid that he would laugh at her after hearing her, so she kept her soft voice low.

Aaron's Adam's apple moved slightly.

He didn't understand this kind of human emotion, but he guessed that this little girl was probably homesick.

Aaron moved his fingers uncomfortably, turned away from the handsome face, and pretended to be reluctant to push away her little hands that were covering her eyes, and wiped away the crystal that was about to drip from the corners of his eyes.

Aaron's thin lips parted slightly: "She wasn't pretty to begin with, but now that she's grinning, tsk, she's even uglier."

Ai Luo was slightly stunned: "..."

The cry that had not yet been recovered was stuck in his throat. Ai Luo looked at Aaron and gave a milky burp.

(End of this chapter)