Chapter 67

On the lawn.

Beren was lying on the lawn. He looked thoughtful and recalled what al had said at that time.

I can't help feeling strange in my heart. What are the reasons why those witches don't go away in this city?

Belen guessed a lot of possibilities in her heart. When she thought about it carefully... It's not impossible.

However, this kind of thing should be solved by Al alone.

"Mr. beren?"

After drying her hair with magic, Leia was just about to find a comb to comb her hair when she saw beren lying on the lawn.

"Huh? Leia, what's the matter?"

Belen also noticed Leia looking at him curiously.

"I just dried my hair and wanted to find a comb. Then I saw Mr. Bellen here. Mr. Bellen really likes to lie here and blow."

Leia ran over with a smile. Beren envied her energetic appearance every day. He wanted to rest all the time.

"Comb? I'll look for it."

Beren looked in the magic guide of the storage, then took out a wooden comb and handed it to Leia.

"In addition to me, there should be another one at latis."

"All right!"

Leia blinked her beautiful big eyes. Just when she wanted to get the comb, she suddenly turned her eyes.

"Mr. beren, can you comb your hair?"

"Ah?"

Hearing Leia's words, beren couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then he recovered.

"Yes, I've combed latis before. I still have some experience in combing my hair."

It's not just latis. Once he combed another girl's hair

"Well, can you comb my hair?"

Leia bent down with a smile, and her beautiful face was close to beren.

"Of course."

Belen nodded, although she didn't understand why Leia asked him to comb her hair.

So Leia immediately came to beren and sat down with a smile on her side.

"Comb it!"

Beren nodded her head, picked up the comb in her hand, smoothed Leia's tangled hair with the finger of her left hand, and then began to comb with the comb,

Golden hair, soft and straight, soft touch, which is undoubtedly very enviable.

Leia sat in front of beren and felt the fingers and comb passing through her hair. She was a little unnatural.

This is the first time she has been combed by a man. Even her father hasn't done so, and she only said that she asked Belen to help comb her hair because of fun.

Too Too sensitive, this feeling.

Leia's whole body was stiff and trembled slightly from time to time. She pursed her lips and bent her body slightly, enduring the indescribable feeling.

"That... Is it my bad comb? Don't be patient."

Seems to be aware of Leia's strange, Belen also thought of the reason to himself. After all, he was combing his hair.

"A little... A little, a little itchy."

Leia turned her face sideways and said with a forced smile.

"Itch?"

Belen was stunned when he heard the speech. He seemed to think of something. This was not the first time in his memory. He thought about it, and then showed a clear expression.

So, Belen's fingers used a little force, perhaps because the touch was too soft, which made Leia feel itchy.

"Well..."

Laiya made a strange sound in her mouth. She blinked her eyes. She looked puzzled. How could she feel more itchy.

"Belem, what are you doing?"

There was a piercing voice in her ear. Belen was stunned. Then she turned her head and saw a girl in purple coming slowly.

The girl is al. Because the ceremonial clothes are damaged, she temporarily wears the clothes that beren bought her that day, and she still feels very fit.

"I'm combing Leia's hair."

"I want it too."

"Ah?"

Hearing al's words, beren blinked his eyes. He looked at the girl in purple stunned. After a moment, he returned to his mind and looked at the latter strangely.

"Do you want me to help comb your hair, too?"

"No?"

Al looked at beren coldly, but vaguely, the originally cold and piercing eyes seemed warm at the moment, and I don't know why.

"Yes, yes, but don't you want me to treat you as a child?"

Belen has long understood al's ideas, and he respects al's ideas. After all, Al has grown to a point now.

"Just comb your hair. It's no big deal."

Hearing Belen's words, Al dodged his eyes, but then returned to normal and looked directly into the former's eyes.

"Well, all right."

After a while, Leia finally got rid of that feeling, which was both comfortable and difficult to bear. It was really torture.

Leia stood up. She came to Al and smiled reluctantly.

"Mr. beren, it's really great."

Hearing Leia's words, Al looked at her suspiciously. She felt a little confused. She walked up to beren and sat down.

"Don't you wash your hair first?"

"Who says you can only comb your hair after washing it."

Al looked coldly sideways at beren.

"Okay..."

Seeing al's appearance, Belen also felt very helpless. How do you feel that Al hasn't given him a good face recently.

When Bellen's fingers touched al's black hair, Al's eyes opened slightly, her mouth opened slightly, and it seemed that a voice was stuck in her throat. She just gritted her teeth and endured it.

I don't know where the feeling of crispness came from. My whole body became numb. My delicate body trembled slightly. Then I turned my face sideways, and a blue purple eye pupil looked at beren fiercely.

"You did it on purpose!"

"What... What's intentional?"

Belen was also stunned. He looked at al suspiciously. What happened to the child?

Seeing that Belen didn't understand at all, Al snorted coldly and turned his head. It seemed that Belen was unconscious.

Why do you just comb your hair? When I was young, I didn't have it. Is it because I grew up or something else?

At this moment, Al suddenly remembered what Leia said when she left. Indeed, with such a special ability to comb her hair, beren is really powerful!

This feeling

It's worse than being blown up by the blasting magic array! But at the same time, the hair feels very comfortable and the action is very gentle. However, what's the matter with this tormenting feeling?!

How can you escape at this time?!

Al was sure, then pursed his lips and put his hands on his thighs. He seemed to be enduring something. It was just combing his hair!

After a while, the hair combing was finally over. This "unforgettable torture" was really wonderful.

Al's body seemed to be a little soft and could not make her strength. She rested for a long time before she slowly stood up, glanced at beren with a cold look, and left with a cold hum.

However, beren didn't know what the situation was. He scratched his cheek in doubt. Maybe he wasn't suitable for combing his hair?