Star Iron, but the amount of animation

"It's two years, six months and seven days! My benefactor is so careless!"

"Oh hoho, Iron Crush."

"I, I didn't! It's normal to remember the life-saving grace clearly!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."

Jingliu looked at their bodies adjacent to each other, and without knowing when, his hands had clenched into fists.

"How did you two... meet?"

"Well..."

Bai Heng showed a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"Once, when I was driving a Star Raft to go on an expedition, I accidentally crashed in the rear of the Bu Li people... If it weren't for my benefactor who went deep into the encirclement and risked his life to get me out, my delicate and vibrant life would have ended long ago, wuwu..."

"Indeed, we were supposed to be sneaking, but once you opened your mouth, we had no choice but to go unopposed."

"Wow, it's all my fault. My benefactor got hurt so badly..."

She wiped away her tears hypocritically.

"Oh, just a fatal injury."

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Volume 1: Chapter 13: Hahaha, I’m not going.

"I see... So the first time you were injured so badly... was because of her..."

Jingliu muttered to himself in a daze.

Bai Heng looked at the girl's expression and suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Oh, I was so busy chatting and laughing with my benefactor that I didn't even have time to say hello to my sister."

She took a few steps closer, stretched out her left hand, and her smile was still as bright as ever.

"This sister's name is Jingliu, right? Is she the same Jingliu as my benefactor?"

Jing Liu didn't really want to shake hands with her, nor did she really want to answer her, but for some reason, the second half of Bai Heng's sentence made her interested in answering.

"Yes, it's a mirror. The stream of firefly."

She also stretched out her hand and joined her palms together.

"Oh~ Mirror Style, Mirror Style. What a good name, much better than ours, alas."

The two hands separated as soon as they touched, and then the fox girl narrowed her eyes and tapped her chin as if she was thinking.

"Junior sister... that's the middle level between a biological sister and a love sister——"

"it hurts!"

She was hit on the head by the boy again.

"Grooved Love Brain."

An Jing shook his head.

“Ahhh, it’s really rude to say something like that in front of two girls! I’d be angry even if you’re my benefactor!”

"Two girls?"

The boy poked his head around and looked around.

"where?"

"......Um?"

The anger on Bai Heng's face suddenly turned into confusion. She looked at Jing Liu, then at An Jing, and she almost wanted to take out another magnifying glass in her hand.

"I'll let it go, but is Sister Jingliu not considered a girl in the eyes of the benefactor?"

Her words reached Jingliu's ears, and the girl frowned and looked at An Jing.

Without a doubt, this is a fatal question.

"she?"

The young man sneered, and Jingliu's expression became visibly gloomy.

"She practices swordplay all day long. She goes to the battlefield whenever she goes out. I'd never compare who's stronger than her. When we were kids, she chased me with a sword and chopped me for six hours. Bringing her out today and buying her a skirt is like asking for her life. I can't even think about asking her to wear it. Do you think she's a girl?"

Bai Heng cautiously glanced at the girl beside her who seemed to be emitting dark aura. She felt that she should not ask this question. She looked at the boy again. It was unclear whether he had not noticed or did not care about the girl's anger at all. He still had that nonchalant expression, which was worrying.

I always feel like Sister Jingliu is going to pull out her sword and stab my benefactor to death in the next second...

No, no, this matter was caused by her after all, and I absolutely cannot sit idly by!

"Well, I don't think that can be said..."

Bai Heng, sweating profusely, raised his hands in front of him and gestured awkwardly.

"Why can't you say that? When you shook hands with her just now, weren't your hands calloused? That hand is more manly than mine, and it has nothing to do with the word girl."

It’s over, it’s over, it’s over!

The murderous intent released by Sister Jingliu next to him made even Bai Heng, who was not at the center of the release but was just standing next to him, feel a strong sense of uneasiness like a thorn in his back. It seemed that his benefactor had no idea what the desire to survive was, which made Bai Heng's heart sink.

She swallowed and felt that she should...struggle a little longer?

"Yes, benefactor, your thinking is too narrow...the word "girl" is very, very broad!"

“I don’t agree with the opposing debater’s point of view.”

The young man's sneer completely cut off the last bit of hope in Bai Heng's heart. The fox girl fell into silence for a long time, silently took a few steps back, and moved away from the young man.

"Humph, Bai Heng, you disappoint me so much. Have you ever heard of the saying "the mighty cannot bend"? I tell you, lies don't hurt people, the truth is the sharpest knife. The more she blushes, the more it proves that what I said is right. The truth never changes because of people's subjective will. Even if I change my words now, do you think she will believe that it is my true words?"

"Okay, that makes sense..."

Bai Heng was almost convinced, but Jing Liu only glanced at her for a moment, and the fox girl became completely sober. She took two steps back in fear, closed her mouth tightly and dared not speak again.

"Good...very good..."

The white-haired girl, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke. Bai Heng felt that those three short words were almost spoken one by one from between her teeth with difficulty, and they exuded a chilling coldness that made the hair on her tail and ears explode.

"Walk."

Jingliu walked forward and tried to grab the boy's wrist.

"What are you doing?"

The boy dodged instantly and took a defensive stance.

"Are you angry? Are you ready to take action? Go? Where to?"

I have to say, even though the boy has layer upon layer of filters in Bai Heng's eyes, but at this moment, he really... makes people want to release the primitive impulse in their body.

Bai Heng herself was like this, so she didn't dare to imagine what Jing Liu, the protagonist who was being ridiculed, was thinking now.

Would today be the last time she sees her benefactor?

She was sad, but she remained silent very rationally.

"go home."

Jingliu said coldly.

"What are you doing at home?"

"Don't you want to see me in a skirt?"

She laughed, but it made it even creepier.

"Go home and I'll wear it for you to see."

"Hahaha, I won't go."

Jingliu looked at him, expressionless, just watching quietly.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly the boy looked away, smiled and said: "Sister, I was just joking, don't take it seriously."

"go home."

She spoke each word clearly, without shifting her gaze, and pressed forward step by step.

The young man looked embarrassed and turned his eyes to look at the fox girl.

"white--"

Before he finished writing, the girl had already disappeared. Only a few words with a lingering fragrance remained in the air: "My benefactor, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do! I will visit you tomorrow!"

For a moment, they were the only two left.

"Tsk, coward."

The young man looked back again and saw that his junior sister, who had been standing not far away the previous second, had appeared right in front of him this very second, so close that their bodies were only a finger's breadth away from being touching.

The junior sister's head had already grown taller than his head, and she was looking down at him. The moonlight was shining on Jing Liu's back, and her face was completely hidden in the shadow. Her lifeless eyes made people feel a little numb.

Even he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and it was this slight moment of stunnedness that allowed Jingliu to successfully catch him.

The girl grasped her senior brother's wrist, without restraining the strength in her hand. She looked at the boy's gradually distorted expression and smiled grimly.

"Go home and I'll show you enough."

Volume 1: Chapter 14: Lao Jing's dress doesn't look ugly

A small room, dim lights, and two silent people.

The air was cold and there was the faint sound of insects chirping outside the window.

"looks good."

The girl's voice blends into the air with warmth, so naturally.

The black-haired boy let out a long sigh, opened his eyes as if giving up struggling, and looked straight ahead.

The girl was wearing a pure white dress, as graceful as a white cherry blossom. Her white hair fell to her waist, as smooth as water, and under the dim light, it was tinged with a bit of warmth.

The dress fluttered gently as the air flowed, and the hem of the dress swayed in the breeze, as beautiful as the falling cherry blossom petals in the daytime, which he had not seen for a long time.

She stood there quietly, her eyes as clear as lake water, flashing an inadvertent light, revealing a restrained beauty. The girl's face was delicate, as if it was carefully carved porcelain, and every movement and change between her eyebrows revealed the oriental gentleness and elegance.

She seemed to be waiting for something, with her pursed lips and slightly pink cheeks, revealing a hint of uneasiness in her heart, just like a painting, silently telling an unfinished story.

Dim lights, white dress, girl. At this moment, time seems to stand still, and everything is bathed in a remote, dreamy atmosphere, quiet yet vivid.

Everything seems to be ready to go, all the work has been completed, perhaps just waiting for that one unexceptional compliment, and everything will go smoothly.

"Well, Lao Jing's dress doesn't look ugly."

It’s a pity that the person who wants to speak is a master at pretending to be confused.

With just one sentence, all the atmosphere was wiped out. The girl's shyness, the pink ambiguity, and the selfishness that she might not be aware of were all killed, leaving only a sense of powerless annoyance and shame for the hope that she still held in her heart.

"... Never mind. It's up to you."

Jing Liu lowered her eyebrows and let out a long sigh. The frequency of her pounding heart slowly slowed down, and the acceleration of her blood caused by shyness and an inexplicable expectation also recovered. She turned around, walked to the door, and suddenly stopped.

She didn't turn around, but just turned slightly, and An Jing couldn't even see her eyes.

The girl hesitated, but finally spoke in a small voice.

"Do I look like a girl now?"

The young man was stunned.

Jing Liu waited for a few seconds but still received no response. Her eyes dimmed and she turned her head back to its original position, but still slightly lowered.

"Sorry...just pretend I didn't ask..."

I took a step and was about to leave, but suddenly I heard the boy's voice again.

"of course."

She turned around in surprise and looked at the boy behind her.

In her memory, the senior brother's eyes had never been as gentle as they were before. That voice reminded her of the nights many, many years ago when she was troubled by nightmares and couldn't sleep. The boy was awakened by her sobs and impatiently told her some not-so-serious fairy tales. As he spoke, his voice became like that, just like the gentleness hidden in his bones.

Just like the warm spring breeze, it melts the tiny frost that has formed around the heart at some point in time, awakening the sleeping grass seeds.