Female Knight and Male Princess

After returning from the night of the carnival, Lan Weiwei felt that her mood had begun to change. When I first realized that I liked Tyler, what I thought about most was to shrink back.

The girl told herself more than once that she had a crush on her, and she wouldn't get a response if she said it. But people's hearts are always greedy, even if it's just a day of pretending to be a couple, Lan Weiwei doesn't want to give up the sweetness and happiness.

Am I going to try it? Because I'm not satisfied with just looking at him, wanting to get more.

Once, Lan Weiwei hated her timidity countless times for various reasons. She was bullied and couldn't make close friends... She reflected on herself over and over again, why couldn't she be more brave.

Yeah, I want to be more brave. If he is unwilling to give even courage, how can he be extravagant, he will take a look at me. After hard work, even if the final result is failure, it will not leave any shortcomings.

With this belief, Lan Weiwei decided to pursue Taylor seriously. Of course, she has no guts to confess this fierce method directly, so she can only secretly start from elsewhere.

If you want to pursue a person, you must first know whether you are in line with other people's aesthetics. Although Lan Weiwei has never been in a relationship, she has rich theoretical knowledge. Tyler, what kind of girls do you like?

"Sister Weiwei, why do you want me to find out what kind of sister Taylor likes? Just ask him yourself?" Arthur looked puzzled.

Regardless of whether Taylor, a tsundere, would tell others about the type of female she liked, if Lan Weiwei asked herself, her wolf ambition would not be exposed. Lan Weiwei solemnly stuffed Arthur a handful of candy: "Don't worry about why, anyway, help my sister ask other people, don't say that I want you to ask."

Arthur patted his bulging pocket: "Don't worry, Sister Weiwei, give it to me."

The first person the little boy inquired was Vincent. The young man stroked his jaw: "You ask me what type of girl Taylor likes? I don't know what type of girl he likes, but I know what type of girl he hates."

"What type?" Arthur asked curiously.

"Rennie's kind."

"..."

Asking an otaku gossip question is obviously no use, Arthur thought for a while, brother Orville is Taylor's brother's personal attendant, he must know.

"What kind of girls do your Highness like?" Orville was taken aback, he smiled, "Arthur, is this what you want to ask?"

"Oh, brother Orville, leave it alone, just tell me the answer."

Orville looked out the window: "His Royal Highness has never told me this before."

"Don't you know?"

"Sorry." Orville smiled. "But..."

"But what?"

"I can probably guess what type of girl your Highness likes." Orville's eyes darkened. "Your Highness, he is a very proud person. If he is not good enough to match him, I'm afraid he won't care."

"Excellent..." Lan Weiwei was frustrated when she heard this answer.

In fact, she can also guess that in the eyes of a good person, only those who are as good as him will be seen. Are you going to give up like this? Lan Weiwei. Finally made up my mind, since the reality is like this, then work hard and become the one who can stand by his side!

The girl tried her best to encourage herself, and then asked Arthur: "What about Matthew? How did Matthew answer you?"

"Brother Matthew..."

Matthew heard Arthur’s question and looked jokingly: "Taylor, that guy wouldn’t tell me such a thing, but I think..." He hesitated for a while, and said, "He should like to be like him. A woman like a mother."

"Taylor's mother..."

Taylor never mentioned his mother, but because of his royal status, information about Taylor's mother abounds.

Margaret. Angela. Leon, the late queen and saint. She became a saint at the age of eight, married the then Emperor Istanbul I at the age of sixteen, moved out of the temple and moved into the palace, and gave birth to Taylor at the age of twenty-three.

But after giving birth to Taylor, Margaret moved back to the temple again and never left. Even though Istanbul I died of illness, Margarita did not go to the palace to see her husband for the last time. It was not until seven years later, when Taylor was ten, that Margaret died.

Lan Weiwei borrowed a book from Vincent to record the information of the queen. In people's perception, this is a gentle, kind, and noble woman. She is like Taylor in the state of a saint. There are also many portraits left by Marguerite. In the court painter's pen, the blond lady leaned on the soft couch. She had a soft expression and elegant posture. There was light in those red eyes.

She and Taylor are so alike, even the slight estrangement under the compassion is just right.

Renee once said that Taylor had a twin sister who died. Could this be related to Margaret's move back to the temple?

The more Lan Weiwei thought about it, the more confused, Taylor's past was covered with a veil, he didn't want to mention it, and Lan Weiwei was naturally not good at asking. However, the immediate priority is to plan how to move closer to the gentle female image.

First of all, it is necessary to change the appearance.

So, during training, Arthur looked at Lan Weiwei in confusion: "Sister Weiwei, why are you wearing a skirt? How inconvenient to train like this."

"It's okay." Lan Weiwei deliberately dressed up today, putting her gray long-sleeved trousers aside, her black hair scattered, and a small hairpin on her side. So-called ladies, how can they not wear skirts! As for whether the training is convenient, Lan Weiwei lifted her skirt boldly, "I still wear pants underneath!"

Uh, will you be more low like this...

Second, pay more attention to words and deeds.

In recent days, Matthew found that Lan Weiwei was weird, eating less and talking less. Every time I chat with her, I talk about interesting places. Girls always cover their lips with sleeves and laugh suspiciously.

"You said, what's wrong with Vivi?" Matthew discussed with Vincent in wonder.

"I also think she's a bit weird lately." Vincent thought intently, "Yes, I know why."

"Why?"

Vincent's face flushed slightly, and he cleared his throat: "Well, girl, there are always those days in a month, you know..."

Matthew was still a little confused at first: "...the few days?" He frowned and thought about it, then suddenly realized, "You mean, then, those few days?!"

"Small down!" Vincent made silent gestures again and again, and the face of the young iceberg that has remained unchanged for thousands of years revealed an unprecedented shyness, "I guess, but it's very possible."

"Oh~~" Matthew said with a smile, "Vincent, you know a lot."

"That is." Vincent looked complacent, "I read many books, how can I not know this kind of knowledge."

"..."

Without mentioning how Matthew and Vincent arranged Lan Weiwei behind the scenes, the parties felt that they were doing pretty well. Then came the third and most important point, which made Taylor realize that he was a gentle girl.

Lan Weiwei thought about it for a long time. After martial arts training, she ran to take a bath in front of Taylor with a black face? Cut the steak into Taylor's plate because of excessive force during the meal? Or did you fall asleep accidentally while reading a book and shed long saliva?

With such a memory, my life is really full of a sense of earthy turtle.

It would be impossible for a while to transform into a tall and gentle girl with a temperament like water. In order to avoid the continued collapse of her image, Lan Weiwei decided to reduce the number of appearances in front of Taylor.

How could the careful princess not notice, that guy, is hiding from me recently?

Taylor bit his finger silently. Could it be that he disliked me because of the carnival?

Still, I found out that I sneaked into her room in the middle of the night...

Thinking of this possibility, Taylor said: "...it's over! Go find out if there are any romantic novels written in it!" Of course, it failed. "Calm down, Taylor." The princess sat depressed by the window. , "No, ordinary girls should be the first to scold the rascal when they discover this kind of thing."

Without realizing that he has been classified as a gangster, Taylor succumbed to it: "She didn't show any anger, she was so good, she shouldn't be found." He sighed happily, and began to ponder Lan Wei again. Why does Wei avoid herself. Reluctantly, Taylor’s experience in this area was almost zero, so he had to ask Matthew, who seemed the most reliable.

"If you have a friend who suddenly becomes colder towards you and wants to know why, what should you do?"

"Of course I went directly to ask that friend." Matthew spread his hands easily.

"Just ask..." Tyler stood at the edge of the woods, "How can I directly talk about this kind of thing..."

This is the place where Lan Weiwei and Arthur usually train, a rare and quiet place in Yalai City. The energetic voice of the girl came from the forest: "I'm going to attack, Arthur."

Continuous training has greatly improved Lan Weiwei's skills, not to mention what martial arts masters are, but at least if there are more enemies, they will not be lost in seconds. The girl's efforts are obvious to all, and Taylor feels distressed and secretly proud. The woman this princess is fond of, huh!

At this time, the woods are in full swing, and Arthur accompanies Lan Weiwei to feed, and the two of you come and go. The boy escaped Lan Weiwei's uppercut, turned over and jumped onto the branch, then quickly attacked downwards.

Lan Weiwei was about to dodge and dodge, accidentally slipping under her feet, and fell into a pool in the forest by surprise.

"Ah!"

Tyler only heard an exclamation, his heart tightened: "Vivi, what's the matter with you?!" Then he pulled his leg and rushed into the forest.

"I'm okay." Lan Weiwei popped out of the water. Although she was a sports waste, she was proficient in the skill of swimming. The girl didn't hear Taylor's voice. As she walked ashore, she twisted the water on the skirt, "Don't worry, Arthur, the water in the pond is very shallow."

"I know, but." The little boy pointed to Taylor, who was petrified on the side. "Brother Taylor looks worried."

"Eh?"

This, what is going on!

The girl was drenched, with long hair attached to her neck, white and black, with a different kind of temptation. Of course, this is not the point. She twisted the skirt with her right hand, so a large area of ​​smooth leg skin was exposed, which was almost stabbed and burned under the bright sunlight. Of course, this is not the point. The thin cloth was soaked in the book, revealing the faint snow color and raised peaks underneath. And, there are two small bumps that can't be ignored, and it's heartwarming. rise…

"Taylor, why are you here?" Lan Weiwei looked at the young man who was stiffened in a puzzled manner, "I, it's okay." She mistakenly thought that Taylor was worried about herself, and then walked towards Taylor.

"Don't come here!" Taylor yelled to stop her, and the boy wanted to raise his eyes from those two points. He got up and moved away, but for the first time he found that his brain could not command his body at all!

Oops, there was a reaction there again...

He turned around abruptly: "I just came to see if you are okay, so I'm going to leave!" Then he walked away quickly without looking back.

"Wait..." Lan Weiwei choked in her throat. She rarely thought that she had a good look today, and wanted to show off in front of Taylor. "Ah..." The girl lowered her head in disappointment, her gaze fell on her chest.

"Um?"

"Um!"

I completely forgot that there is no bra in this world, so the girls can only wear a thin vest under the coat. "By the way, there will be dew in this way. There is a risk of it." Lan Weiwei complained like this at the beginning, but now, her destiny has fallen on her head...

Mother of heaven, I showed up in front of Taylor. Click it, this kind of shame is mixed with a sense of ecstasy. If you ask him how he feels, would it be considered sex. Show. Disturb...

===============================Spoof little theater================ ==============

Author: "Your Highness, how do you feel?"

Taylor (blushing): "So small..."

Author: "Is only this feeling?"

Taylor (twisting): "Ahem, it looks... kind of cute."

Author: "What else? Don't be arrogant, your lord, just tell the truth."

Taylor (twisting and tweaking): "Well, that, I really want to touch..."

Lan Weiwei (excited): "Eh? Really? Really? Touch it for you! Touch it for you now!"

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