Fairy, I really am a villain!

"Really? The chef has changed?"

"No, it's because you're not by my side. In fact, every time I think of you, I wonder what you were doing at that time."

"Well...tell me about it?"

"Don't laugh. In the morning I practice swordplay, at noon I read those strange books with lots of patterns, and at night I cook if I have time. If I don't, I eat awful, awful dry food."

“…”

"Then, if you happen to be thinking of me once among all the times I miss you, I will be very happy."

He choked.

Looking up, Luo Qingni's expression was very serious. She reached out and handed him the knots one by one, and then put them back in order.

"It's nice to see you like this," she said, and began to pile the papers into a neat pile, pouting, "but if you still don't cherish yourself in the future, then I won't think about you or talk to you anymore."

His movements were clumsy and the paper still had many folds, making it look messy.

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen held her hand and smiled: "Okay, I promise you."

"Really?"

"Really?" He said, prying Luo Qingni's hand open and taking the paper. "I'll keep the things for fear that you might lose them. When we have time later, we can eat them one by one, okay?"

"Ok!"

Nodding vigorously, Luo Qingni's eyes lit up and she became very happy again.

He wondered where this cool and aloof female knight came from, she was clearly a silly little good-for-nothing...

Looking through the knots, Fang Xiwen smiled and took out a piece of paper: "I happen to know how to make this mushroom chicken."

"And I just happened to bring some ingredients with me. It shouldn't be hard to make it by using the kitchen here... Stop drooling."

Just as he swallowed quickly, he heard the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.

Luo Qingni blushed, quickly reached out to grab a few pieces of dried fish and stuffed them into her mouth, then put on the bracelet and said vaguely, "Then, I'll go take a shower too."

"Oh, don't run so fast, be careful not to slip."

"Know it."

The two figures crossed each other on the stairs, and Luo Qingni ran away.

Jiang Xingchu, who was wearing a moon-white nightgown and had tender skin, walked closer and sat down opposite him, holding her chin with one hand: "It was very fun chatting with her."

"Well, I was a little nervous. After all, we haven't seen each other for so long."

"Hey~~" he said with a long tone, "Tell me this?"

"Because, I see that you seem... not angry?" Fang Xiwen asked guiltily.

Hearing this, Jiang Xingchu actually paused for a moment, with some struggle in his eyes, and gritted his teeth and said, "She likes you so much, I can't have a baby!"

"That's good--"

"I'm mad at you!"

Jiang Xingchu interrupted him with one foot on the table, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

'...Are her legs really that long?'

After mumbling inwardly, Fang Xiwen's collar was pulled over the next moment; very close, Jiang Xingchu's eyes flashed with ferocity: "Asshole, do you think your contribution at that time was great and everyone will thank you?!"

"I don't want your thanks, I want to do this myself."

You can be obedient to a silly girl, but you have to argue with Fang Xiwen.

"Do I have to make it so clear?" She pursed her lips. "It makes me uncomfortable to see you like this. I feel bad. I'm afraid you'll treat others like this too, but they won't thank you!"

"...But I would also feel bad if you got hurt. If I have to choose, you should just bear with it."

"Why? Just because you're a man?!"

"Uh, because I like you more?"

"Really?" Jiang Xingchu let go of him, a little surprised; she didn't believe she could 'win' over Luo Qingni, that girl was too pure.

Unexpectedly, Fang Xiwen added directly: "It is compared to how much you like me."

“Fuck your shit!!”

The inn was shaken.

Luo Qingni, who was taking a bath in a large wooden tub on the second floor, swayed and could hear a loud quarrel downstairs. Both sides were very aggressive, as if they were about to fight.

She wanted to go down and persuade them to stop fighting, but when she stood up, water droplets all over her body slid down. Her face turned red: I forgot to bring something.

After enduring for a long time, Luo Qingni finally spoke out in shame: "Xiwen! I, I forgot to bring a towel in——"

The quarreling below suddenly quieted down.

Fang Xiwen, who had already stood up, spread his hands and took out the mustard ring: "See? What did I say?"

"...You two have a good understanding of each other."

"I knew you would forget. I'll bring it to you." He took out a green towel.

"Eh? No, that..."

It's okay if he sees me, but, there are other people here now?

Luo Qingni huddled in a large wooden barrel, her little face steaming red, and she stammered, not knowing what she was saying.

Jiang Xingchu suddenly realized what was going on and stretched out his hand unhappily: "Why don't you give it to me?"

"...also."

Jiang Xingchu went upstairs and hung the towel on the door handle. He thought that these two were stupid, so he went downstairs to quarrel again.

...

A clean guest room was requisitioned as a makeshift bathroom.

Fang Xiwen opened the window that had been locked all this time, waved out the steam - he was not afraid of being seen by others - and then continued washing for a while.

After going over the events that had happened in his mind, he figured out a few doubts; then, he began to have a headache again.

The current situation of the team is that any combination of two of the three can play a good role:

He and Jiang Xingchu work closely together, he and Luo Qingni take care of each other, and the two girls cooperate sincerely...the situation with three people is much more complicated.

Keep the water level... Is it really level? Yes.

Thinking of this, he didn't want to go out anymore.

After going down the stairs, there were a few lights on in the lobby, and two girls were sitting opposite each other:

Luo Qingni was wearing a light green dress, her face flushed, she lowered her head and ate some dried fish, there were some crumbs on her lips, her little feet were swaying;

Jiang Xingchu was wearing a moon-white nightgown, flipping through an old book in her left hand and writing something down with her right hand, looking thoughtful from time to time. They still acted as if they were not disturbing each other.

As they walked into the lobby, two pairs of eyes looked over at them. The former's face turned even redder, while the latter stopped recording and his breathing quickened.

"?"

Seeing that all the chairs had been cleared away, leaving only two benches for them to sit on, Fang Xiwen understood.

He sneered immediately, took out a low stool from the mustard ring, sat down leisurely, and knocked on the table: "I can't go out for the time being, let's have a discussion."

"Can't get out?" Jiang Xingchu put down her pen. "I'm very busy, don't delay my work."

"Don't worry, the speed of time flowing on both sides is different...it should only take a short time outside. I have measured the ratio."

Seeing his serious look, Luo Qingni put down all the dried fish, licked her fingers, and sat up straight.

Fang Xiwen said: "First question. Xingchu, why are these monsters targeting you?"

"I don't know. Maybe I'm special? Do these monsters know me?"

"It's possible. Various signs indicate that they have a certain level of intelligence..."

The two discussed the existing information for a while but didn't get much out of it. Just when they were feeling depressed, there was a "bang" sound from the table.

Luo Qingni sat up, covering her forehead and blinking: "I, I didn't fall asleep..."

The remaining two looked at each other, and Fang Xiwen yawned: "We can talk about it tomorrow. We are so tired now, and our efficiency is too low. Let's go to bed first..."

The three of them went upstairs and entered the largest guest room.

"It's better if we don't separate. This place is big, we can have three beds." As he said that, he began to take out things one by one.

Suddenly, Luo Qingni came over and tugged at the corner of his clothes, and whispered: "Xiwen, I forgot to bring the quilt again..."

"I knew it." After tapping her head, Fang Xiwen sighed, "Two beds are fine, who wants to sleep with me?"

Upon hearing this, the two of them reacted immediately, their eyes lit up; then they each snorted, but were unwilling to take the initiative to "compete for favor."

So he spread his hands again: "Then you two will share a bed?"

""don't want!""

The two immediately denied it and then apologized to each other:

"Well, I don't mean to dislike you..." "I just want to be with him..."

Seeing this self-confessed appearance, Fang Xiwen was overjoyed and immediately waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, the three of us can sleep the same way!"

““Get lost! ””

Chapter 259: Being slept with!

No matter what the matter is, as long as there are more people involved, the situation will become complicated. For example, the key issue of "who sleeps with whom"

Even if Fang Xiwen listed all the combinations, they would all be rejected by them.

"...Give me a reason? Do you want me to go out and sleep?" He couldn't stand it anymore.

"Hmph." "No reason."

The final solution was to put two beds together so that three people could sleep together, but for some unknown reason, everyone covered themselves with their own quilt.

He slept in the middle, lying on his back with his hands clasped, staring at the ceiling, his nose filled with a pleasant smell.

Straight to the side...can't look sideways.