The sunshine and air, the wind trajectory extends in the endless blue sky, the sky is incredible high, and the wind is filled with a warm and warm smell.

The old windmills in this era are still spinning slowly by the river. Flush sheep are eating grass in the fence of the pasture. The golden wheat waves in the distance are soft and undulating. You can see people busy with their own things.

Perhaps it should be just the village scenery in oil paintings, and it is quiet in the wind and bathes in the sun.

I didn't do anything, I didn't go to the forest or the river, on the haystacks made of bundles of grass in the fence, the figures of young people and girls were enjoying the afternoon.

In the fairy tale, bright red apples rolled scattered around them, and there was one that was bitten was particularly obvious.

The tightly tied grass spreads out softly and hardly, and is clean and warm under the sun. Perhaps this is the only time when there is a temptation to make people want to lie on it and roll around.

Holding a beautifully shaped red apple in both hands, she was reluctant to leave her mouth. She had cloth strips wrapped around her slender hands and feet, and was wearing a clean linen shirt. She tied a light golden ponytail with a thin rope made of hay to reveal the girl's bright and clean face. Her big light golden eyes looked at the young man lying beside her with his eyes closed.

"I... don't we... have to go to work..."

He hesitated and a little uneasy, the young girl spoke carefully.

"Hmm...why?"

The young man replied that her voice was lazy. He had just had lunch with the girl and seemed to be napping in the sun.

It was a natural answer, but the girl didn't know how to answer.

Why work?

Of course, it is to earn food, and you can't survive without working. This is already instinctive and other knowledge in Carol's mind.

So when the young man asked this, his fingers kept rubbing the apple in his hand, and she spoke with some bumps:

"That...it's winter soon...if you don't work... there's no food..."

The warm palm suddenly touched her head.

At the moment when she looked stunned, she saw Fang Ran had turned over and sat up at some point, and was rubbing her hair with a happy and smirk, with a hint of light gold rising up.

"Don't worry about food or winter. Ling just needs to think about being happy every day like a little girl of your age."

After saying that, he gave a thumbs up and smiled with a heartless and silly self-confidence. He had no idea what people in this era should be worried about their lives.

"I will solve all those troublesome things!"

A guy with such innocent thoughts will definitely not be able to survive.

Let this young man who had just met for a day rub his hair, Carol looked at his smile and lowered his head without saying a word.

It's obvious that I don't even understand other people's words...

She muttered to herself in a low voice, but she had to admit that this guy who didn't even speak Italian was more powerful and could work than herself, and could always find all kinds of delicious food.

If it were him, he would really not have to worry about food and this winter.

But that has nothing to do with him. When he finds out that he has recognized the wrong person, he is not the person he is looking for at all.

Food...and this winter, I have to think about it early...

"But it's not OK if you don't work... I have to feed you..."

"Didn't I finish feeding those guys in the morning..."

The young man looked at himself with a naive look on his face. A pile of sheep had already been full of food around their haystacks, and was walking lazily, raising his head from time to time and screaming, "Bao~~".

In the morning, he realized that he was holding a handful of grass and following him like a small tail. Seeing his strength seemingly endless to work, he was full of energy between the wells, stables, fences, and haystacks, Carlo's eyes were drifting in his words.

"Then you should go to the forest to find food..."

"Don't that be there in the afternoon?"

The young man in front of him opened his eyes wide and spread his hands innocently and smiled, perhaps to be cool, he showed a particularly silly smile.

"Don't worry, I'll solve the problem of supper. How about we eat grilled fish at night?"

Grilled fish...

The pronunciation of the two short words suddenly disrupted Carol's thoughts. She even subconsciously swallowed and began to look forward to the smell that she could never forget.

"The tavern... over there..."

At this moment, she didn't know what she was talking about or resisting.

The idea that if you don’t work for a long time, you will get hungry quickly in a short period of time. The reason may be that the black bread and sour wild fruits are completely incomparable. The aroma and taste of grilled fish are completely incomparable.

“That’s something that only needs to be done at night.”

Looking at the simple and easy-to-understand girl, like a lazy big bad wolf seducing a hardworking little sheep, the young man blinked at her lively.

“But…but…”

All the reasons were answered in refuted, and the girl sat on the haystack suddenly didn't know what to do.

In the diligent habit of "Is this really good?", hesitant and hesitant swaying to himself, letting the young man who had been staring at her slowly and seriously nod in his heart.

Well... Look carefully, the Queen is really cute at this age...

Soft and cute...guhe...

(Blushing and bad smile)

But after thinking about it carefully, Carol found that at this moment she really had nothing to do, nothing to do with work, and there was no need to worry about whether there would be food.

It was completely contrary to the time she had spent before, she was hesitating and could she really do this.

In the end, she found the answer in her reason and shook her head in her low heart.

No, Carol, you have to go to work.

He is just a stranger you have known for a day, and he is not looking for you when he calls out, but he is not looking for.

You can't immerse yourself in this kind of enjoyment that doesn't belong to you...

Then, just as the young and smart girl was thinking about these things, the young man who had been staring at her was ecstatic. When she saw her silent, she suddenly stretched out her hand, hugged the girl's soft body, and fell on the warm and soft haystack.

"ah..."

Suddenly being hit by the "attack", the young girl let out a small scream in panic, and her red cheeks couldn't help but feel panic and at a loss. Then when she thought the other party showed her fangs and wanted to do something to her.

She heard the sound of the young man touching his head chuckling above:

"It's okay. Whether I go to the forest or the tavern, I will be with you. Don't think about work anymore, it's okay for a while..."

It's as warm as the afternoon sun, and it's slightly drunk, so it's very comfortable and lazy.

"But now, just have a good sleep."

The sun was just past noon, and the blue sky on the pasture was so distant.

The warm grass in the sun is magical to make people roll, and the warm autumn wind brings a bit of extravagant sleepiness for her in the afternoon.

Listening to the words of the young man, Carlore, who really wanted to fall asleep like this, had a moment, and had the illusion that he was really a relative from the Far East.

Time is quiet as time passes, approaching the second before falling asleep.

"I...is the person you are looking for..."

She asked in a low voice, and the eyes of Qianjin's pupils wanted to close, and struggle had become unnecessary. The young man's arms were exactly the same as the haystack, with a kind of reassuring magic,

Carlo's sleep was really like this without hearing the answer.

And the young man who was originally holding a cat ear hairpin wearing fluff was about to take the opportunity to wear it secretly for her, because he saw Ling at this age.

When she felt the girl's steady breathing, she was slightly surprised that she was actually asleep and was stunned.

The movements stopped, and looking at the quiet sleeping face of the girl in her arms, the young man suddenly felt a little dazed and dazed.

I don't believe that I really went back a hundred years ago.

It took him a long time to slowly move his arms and smooth out the messed hair for her little by little. The cat ear hair clip in his hand disappeared.

Instead, it is a colorful and colorful garland.

She carefully put it on the girl's light blond head, making her look like an angel when she fell asleep.

After doing this, he smiled with peace of mind, closed his eyes, and answered the girl's questions in his heart a second before taking a nap with a soft expression.

You are my queen...

In the early 20th century, the afternoon sun was bright and dazzling on the pasture, under the extremely blue and distant clear sky,

It was on the golden haystack of fence, and the knight in white shirts guarded his queen.
Chapter completed!