I turned into a beautiful girl

Standing in this small room, the wordless silence continued. The flow of air became as thick as paste, and time felt as if it had frozen.

The slightly dim light illuminated the faces of Mo Luoke and the others, and the emerald pupils were rotating. After Mo Luoke swallowed her saliva shakenly, her eyes subconsciously looked at Zhuang Xueying. .

The lenses reflecting artificial light blocked the emotion in Zhuang Xueying's eyes at this moment. Her slender body was as straight as a pine tree. Zhuang Xueying seemed to have not recovered from the scene where Yu Xia and Hua Ling were about to kiss just now. .

Standing next to Zhuang Xueying, Chen Zishi lowered her head completely, and her delicate face was completely hidden in the pure black that could not be touched by the light. It was impossible to guess Chen Zishi's feelings at this moment through her expression, but Mo Luoke could detect that her body was trembling slightly at the moment.

Yuye, as if unable to figure out what situation he was in, sat on the bed where Yuxia had been lying just now. The lack of emotion on her face made it impossible to tell what she was thinking. Her green eyes, which were similar in color to her own, were focused on the blood-stained bandage dropped in the corner.

Lingling and Xia Xia...

Moloko, who had never experienced kissing before, gently pressed his fingers on his red lips, and the sensory nerves on his lips became subtly sensitive.

While his cheeks were slightly hot, as the scenes when Yu Xia and Hua Ling were kissing and when they were about to kiss were replayed in his mind, Mo Luoke could feel his beating heart becoming painful without warning.

"Huh~~ I, let me go see how my brothers and sisters are doing first..."

He exhaled the turbid air in his lungs with difficulty, and his dark green pupils shone with unconcealable wavering. His hand subconsciously moved from his lips to the left chest closest to his heart, leaving Moloko to break the silence and speak, using his younger siblings as an excuse to escape from the dark room.

"Hoo~~ho~~"

After walking up to the second floor, he leaned his back on the door of the room prepared by Yelin for his younger siblings. Moloko, who opened his pink lips wide, was craving for nutrients from the outside world. The inexplicable pain in her heart unexpectedly made Moloko feel unbearable, and even her beautiful face was distorted.

Why, why is this happening...

The unprecedented feeling made Moroko panic, and he leaned all his weight on the heavy door. He should have been worried about being forced into a desperate situation, but at this moment, Morocco's mind was completely tormented by this unknown emotion.

Biting his fingers unconsciously, Moloko seemed to hope that through this behavior, he could sort out the tangled threads in his mind.

"Click."

"Eh?! Wait, wait—"

An unexpected sound came from behind, and the sound of the doorknob twisting slipped into Moloko's eardrum. The thing she relied on behind her was moving away, and the loss of support made her scream in panic.

Ziya behind the door didn't seem to expect that Mo Luoke would lean on the door, and it was already too late when she heard Mo Luoke scream. There was no pre-selection that used too much strength, and the sudden change made Ziya unable to withstand the force of Moloko's fall.

"Bang!"

"Sister Roko?!"

"Pooh!"

The sound of a heavy object hitting the ground was mixed with the surprised cry of Keziya and the mournful scream of Moloko falling. The children in the room who were about to fall asleep were instantly awakened, and all their attention was focused on the two sisters.

"Sister Luo Ke?! Are you okay?! Did you bump into something? Go to bed quickly. What time is it now?"

Kneeling on one knee and lifting up Moloko who was lying on the ground, Ziya scolded her younger siblings who were about to get up from the bed.

"No, it's okay! Be good, go to bed quickly~ Sister and Sister Ziya have something to say, so you should be good!"

Under the influence of pain, Moloko's smile seemed a little stiff. Showing a softness that was contrary to Ziya's attitude, after exchanging a few words, Mo Luoke and Ziya exited the room.

"Sister Luo Ke? Are you okay? Did you hit somewhere just now?"

"It's okay~ It's okay~ At this level, it's not a big deal to us demons~"

A wide smile appeared on the corner of Moloko's mouth. Facing Ziya's question, Moloko had no intention of worrying her.

"Is that so? So today - no, were you injured in the battle last night?"

The pure black pupils showed a soft light, and the outstretched little hand gently placed on the back of Moloko's hand. Ziya shows a maturity that does not match her age, and people may even suspect that she is Moloko's sister.

"It's okay, I wasn't injured...but Sister Huayin..."

The arc outlined at the corner of his mouth condensed, and what happened last night poured into Moloko's mind again like a fountain.

Fear, uneasiness, anger, unwillingness, guilt.

Dark negative emotions eroded Moloko's emotions like turbid water. The expression of emotion fluctuated, and the condensed Moloko opened his mouth slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

"I know, it's okay, Sister Luo Ke. Everything will be fine..."

Ziya, who was unable to provide any strength, could only use vague words to comfort Moloko. Gently stroking Mo Luokede's back, Ziya's mouth always showed a healing smile.

"I'm sorry...I've caused you a lot of trouble here..."

He narrowed his eyes like a puppy, enjoying the warmth of Ziya's palm, and an apology of uneasiness and guilt came from Moloko's little mouth.

The unknown pain in his heart was slowing down, and his attention gradually shifted from what happened to Yu Xia and Hua Ling to his younger brothers and sisters.

A bitter breath flowed out of Moloko's little mouth, and his emerald-green eyes unconsciously fell on the tightly closed door. An uneasy and wavering color swayed in Moloko's eyes.

"Sister Luo Ke, there is no need to apologize. Aren't we a family? Isn't it normal for us to trouble each other?"

"But if I'm not a devil...or if you don't know me at all...you don't have to go through the destruction of the orphanage and come to this place where you don't know where it is all night..."

The volume gradually weakened, and finally even the sound of the flapping wings of mosquitoes and flies was able to cover up Moloko's words. His eyes moved downward, and finally Moloch lowered his eyes completely. The hot temperature was raging in Moloko's heart, and guilt was rushing through her heart.

"Then can I understand that Sister Roko doesn't want to be a family member with us?"

The hand caressing Moloko's back stopped, and Ziya's voice lost its previous tenderness. Sharp eyes focused on Moloko, and the cold questioning sound penetrated into Moloko's eardrums.

"No, no! How could I possibly think that?!"

He raised his head suddenly, his tense voice trembling. She subconsciously grabbed Ziya's hands, her golden hair swaying as Mo Luoke shook her head, and Mo Luoke tried her best to deny Ziya's words.

"If that's not the case, don't say such things. Not just me, my brothers and sisters will also be angry because of what you just said, Sister Luo Ke. You have to remember that you are me - our family! Let us escape overnight It’s not a problem at all!”

Let Mo Luo Ke hold his hands in his palms, a soft smile outlines the corners of Ziya's mouth. The gentle kiss that penetrated into Moloko's eardrum exploded with unprecedented power.

"Sister Luo Ke, you have to know that you are our family. As long as we are all neatly together, it is the greatest happiness. And now, sister Luo Ke, aren't you going to resolve this matter with Brother Yu Xia and the others? ? Then why don’t we just treat it as traveling in this forest with villas for a while? "

The child who thought he had tied a knot was easily untied with the help of his parents.

The stinging self-blame is soothed and the fog of uneasiness is blown away. Slipping out of Mo Luoke's hand, Ziya moved and hugged Moloke into her arms. It was as if the roles of the two sisters had been reversed. Moloko closed his eyes, enjoying the tenderness Ziya gave him.

"Thanks……"

Not an apology but a thank you.

Mo Luo Ke, who unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, completely handed over his body to Ziya, and acted coquettishly to his heart's content. It seemed that the healing he obtained from Ziya could heal Mo Luo Ke. But the fatigue on his body is the same.

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An indescribable subtle atmosphere still pervades, and a silent silence continues. Moloko's departure diluted the thick air a little.

Subconsciously pushing up the glasses that were about to fall off on the bridge of her nose, Zhuang Xueying gradually recovered from her shock and turned her gaze to Chen Zishi beside her.

As if sensing Zhuang Xueying's actions, Chen Zishi, who had been lowering his head wordlessly, raised his head in response to Zhuang Xueying.

Their eyes met.

Her cherry-colored lips opened slightly, wanting to say something to break the silence in the space, but Zhuang Xueying couldn't find the right words. The hot flames burned her heart, and Zhuang Xueying, whose movements stopped again, looked like she was about to cry.

Like Zhuang Xueying, Chen Zishi also wanted to tear up the awkward atmosphere after meeting Zhuang Xueying's eyes. But when she recalled what happened to Yu Xia and Hua Ling just now, her heart suddenly stopped beating, and a suffocating pain squeezed her throat tightly.

"What were Xia and Ling doing just now? Why were their lips almost touching?"

The actions of Chen Zishi and Zhuang Xueying were reflected in the dark green eyes. Yuye, who could not understand the atmosphere at the scene, after confirming that the two of them had recovered from the shock, Yuye spoke in a voice that lacked any emotion. Line asked the question.

"Goo!"

"cough!"

Shaking voices came out of the small mouths of Zhuang Xueying and Chen Zishi,

The glasses he had just adjusted fell off again, and Zhuang Xueying, covering her small mouth, kept making coughing sounds. As for Chen Zishi, she did not dare to make the slightest contact with Yu Ye's eyes, as if she was worried that Yu Ye would question her.

A color of confusion flashed across Yuye's pupils, as if to make up for the lack of expression on his face. Yu Ye, whose eyes were focused on Chen Zishi and Zhuang Xueying, tilted her head slightly and waited for their responses without saying a word.

"That, that Xiaoye?"

Once she lifted up the glasses that were about to fall off the bridge of her nose, a pain like being pierced by a sharp needle eroded Zhuang Xueying's heart. The curves outlined at the corners of her mouth seemed extremely hard, and she whispered Yu Ye's name in a trembling voice. Even Zhuang Xueying, who usually liked to answer other people's questions, didn't seem to want to explain at this time.

It would be better to say that Zhuang Xueying herself didn't want to know what Yu Xia and Hua Ling were doing just now.

As if she noticed that Zhuang Xueying didn't want to respond to her, her head turned slightly, and Yuye put her eyes on Chen Zishi. Without making too much noise, Yuye just stared at Chen Zishi silently.

"Even if you ask me like this...I don't know..."

The tone of the response changed, and Chen Zishi's straight body was trembling slightly. Unprecedented temperature raged in her eyes, and hot tears that were about to burn Chen Zishi rolled in her eyes.

Chen Zishi accidentally touched Yu Ye's eyes and avoided Yu Ye's sight like an electric shock. Not wanting others to see the expression on her face at this moment, Chen Zishi lowered her head again. His hands tightly grasped the hem of his clothes, as if he was restraining his actions.

"Hoo~~ho~~"

Zhuang Xueying clenched her fists to the limit while adjusting the hot aura in her body that was about to burst into flames, hoping that the depressed irritability in her body would also escape from her body. Adjusting the swaying emotions, the stiff smile became a little softer.

"Are you guys hungry? How about I go make some midnight snacks?"

In order to adjust to the suffocating atmosphere, Zhuang Xueying put on a smiling mask. He forced himself to suppress his aching heart, and spoke in as brisk a tone as possible.

"Want to eat..."

"Um……"

Haba, who is not good at expressing his feelings, is not completely unable to read the flow of other people's emotions. Yu Ye, who realized that she had gotten into trouble, nodded obediently. She didn't know how to make up for it, so she could only follow the guidance given by Zhuang Xueying.

A low moan like the fluttering wings of a mosquito came out of Chen Zishi's little mouth. She nodded gently and wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeves. Chen Zishi, who said nothing more, followed the two of them out of the suffocating room.

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Just now I almost kissed Yu Yu again...

Feel the dancing breeze and sit on the bench on the rooftop. Looking at the woods surrounding the villa, Hualing's hand unconsciously pressed on her lips.

"Hee hee hee……"

A slightly silly laugh came out of Hua Ling's throat uncontrollably. The pink lips can't help but outline the arc of joy. The happiness that was enough to make Hua Ling temporarily forget her predicament kept flowing out from the depths of her heart.

Yuyu... she also wants to prepare for a kiss with my concubine, right? !

Her young cheeks turned red as if they were about to burn. As Yu Xia's face in her memory came closer, Hua Ling felt that her heart was beating at an almost abnormal speed.

Her heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly, and the breathless pleasure was constantly washing through Hua Ling's heart. The arc drawn on his face could no longer be concealed, and his charming laughter sounded uncontrollably. Changing from a sitting position to a lying position, Hua Ling shifted her gaze to the bright moon that was a little too bright.

The feeling of kissing Yuyu...

Sister——

Her thoughts stopped. After the wave of joy, a heavy boulder fell on Hua Ling. The smile on the corner of his mouth froze, and the happy emotions were swept away, and were occupied by dark negative emotions such as uneasiness, anger, and guilt.

"What on earth was I thinking just now?"

Feeling in disbelief at your own feelings, you realize that now is not the time to be happy about such things. It was as if her strength had been taken away from her body, and a weak feeling of powerlessness eroded Hua Ling's figure at this moment. Lying slumped on the bench, her red eyes stared straight at the bright moon in the dark night.

The wind blew over Hualing's body again, the cool temperature was eroding Hualing's body temperature, and the hot pain was stimulating Hualing's nerves. Her small white hands were weakly holding her forehead, and invisible pressure was forced on Hua Ling's petite body.

Sister... Yuyu...

The smiling face just now was like a phantom, replaced by this gloomy and gloomy one in just a short moment, and the joyful hormones produced by the body were swept away. The loss of control over reality gave Hua Ling a sense of powerlessness, as if she had lost weight.

Looking at the night moon in the distance, her eyes were blurred by tears, and her open red lips were desperately sucking in the nutrients in the air. Lying on the stone bench, Hua Ling could feel the body temperature gradually draining away.

It would have been better if I had noticed something strange earlier at that time...

It would be great if I were as strong as my elder sister...

It would be great if I were as smart as Sister Yuqiu...

if……

if……

if--

Countless ifs and possibilities popped up in Hua Ling's mind. While being unable to solve the current situation for Hua Ling, it made Hua Ling even more anxious and bitter.

How can I be a good concubine? Even this hiding place was prepared for us by my elder sister...

A deep sense of powerlessness further eroded Hua Ling's heart, and an unprecedented fatigue completely enveloped her delicate figure.

"Sister..."

Her little hand subconsciously rested on her lower abdomen. She couldn't imagine how much pain her body would endure from being penetrated. Hua Ling's delicate and beautiful face was distorted by the pain. The low cry that sounded was like the roar of a beast in grief, and tears that were enough to burn the skin fell from the deep red eyes.

"Exactly...what should I do..."

He asked in a feeble whisper, stretched out his little hand high, and clenched his fist as if he wanted to catch the bright moon in the night in his palm. Then he completely relaxed the power injected into his arms and covered his eyelids.

Hot tears slid down Hua Ling's cheeks and fell on the cold ground.

"Click."

There was a sound of the doorknob turning from the rooftop door connecting the interior of the villa. Hua Ling quickly wiped away the tears in her eyes. Hua Ling quickly sat up from the bench and looked at the visitors entering the rooftop.

"Lord Hua Ling, do you have time now? I want to discuss with you the preparations before rescuing Lord Hua Yin."

The lack of blood paleness was revealed on Ye Lin's face, and the tired look was clearly revealed on her face. Even so, she tried her best to approach Hualing in a respectful manner.

"Huh?! What preparations should be made?!"

The weak color was dispelled, and the fire was rekindled in the crimson eyes. Hua Ling straightened her back and asked Ye Lin.