LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

Zhong Qing stood up with a straight face.

The girls who were originally surrounding her were shocked by the coldness around her and moved away, making way for her to walk out.

Kyle stood beside Duke Dawson, but his mind remained on Zhongqing, and he was worried when he saw this scene.

But he still couldn't leave, so he watched Zhong Qing walk out.

She was very familiar with every plant and plant in the Duke's Mansion. She walked aimlessly and reached the lakeside unknowingly.

There is a pavilion on the lake. There are tables, chairs and even soft chairs in the pavilion.

Zhongqing leaned on the soft bed and looked at the lake below.

In this season, the lake water is the clearest and the wind is the coldest, with a chill that penetrates the bone marrow.

Zhongqing felt like there was a fire burning in her heart.

The fever made her full of irritability, but she could not find relief.

There is a pot of tea on the table. The tea is still warm. It must have been changed in the evening.

Because the owner of the mansion often likes to come here, fresh tea is always served three times a day in this small pavilion.

Zhongqing poured herself a glass, without tasting anything, and swallowed it, but it couldn't extinguish the fire in her heart at all.

The fire was burning in her heart, and her mind began to become unclear.

For a moment, she thought of the two or three beautiful and elegant aristocratic ladies she had just seen, watching them enthusiastically surrounding Kyle; for a moment, she thought of how she and Kyle fought hard to kill the enemy together on the battlefield; for a moment, her thoughts returned. It floated very far away in a very messy manner, thinking of my huge dragon island and the caves full of brilliant gems.

Of course, she had already brought the jewelry with her.

Love is in my heart.

The table in front of him was covered with a layer of dazzling jewels. The teapot and cup were pushed to the ground and shattered with a "pop".

Zhong Qing buried her head among the jewelry on the table, feeling that the anger in her stomach was relieved a lot when her skin touched the cold gem.

But it's still not enough.

…

Kyle chatted with the guests patiently, and finally waited until the dinner was over. He hurried out of the hall without even having time to say hello to Duke Dawson, and began to look for his beloved figure.

Not long after he walked out, he felt a bad feeling coming over him, as if his whole body was in a sea of ​​fire.

This is the empathy brought about by the contract. Kyle is simply worried. What happened to Adele?

Although that feeling was very uncomfortable, it was not threatening, which is why Kyle can still maintain his sanity now.

He followed the contract and soon arrived near the small pavilion.

From a distance, you can see a silver figure lying in the pavilion, with a gleam of jewels in front of you. Who is it if it's not Adele?

Kyle was overjoyed and walked over quickly, and saw the silver figure standing up with some unsteady steps, and then...

He fell directly into the lake.

Kyle's heart trembled. Even though he knew that the lake posed no threat to Adele, he still increased his speed to the extreme and jumped in with the others.

Something is very wrong with Adele.

"Adele!" Kyle opened his eyes as soon as he got into the water and started looking for love.

He was in the dark and underwater, and his vision was somewhat affected, so he couldn't immediately tell where his lover was.

But the next moment, there was no need for him to look for it.

Because a fiery body hugged him tightly behind itself.

"Kyle..."