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    Judy, who was close to the cabin door, opened the door, and when she looked out, she was already familiar with the view of the courtyard of the Duke's Palace.

    back home!

    Tu Mianmian was refreshed and happily got off the airship.

    Butler Anderson was waiting with several maids. When he saw Tu Mianmian back, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

    ... If you ignore the eyes of the maids that shone brightly when they saw Tu Mianmian, this would probably be a very warm scene.

    "Welcome Madam to go home after work." Butler Anderson bowed to Tu Mianmian with a gentleman's salute.

    When he straightened up, Mr. Butler looked honored, and he was proud of Tu Mianmian: "As I expected, Madam is really popular, and your final number one vote is a sign of everyone's love for you."

    "Huh?" Tu Mianmian was a little surprised that Mr. Butler even watched the live broadcast.

    He waved his hand and said bluntly, "It's all because of Sivir. If it wasn't for him, no one else would have voted for me so much."

    Anderson shook his head and looked at Tu Mianmian lovingly: "It's Madam who is belittling herself."

    Tu Mianmian had a few conversations with Butler Anderson, and he endured and endured, and finally couldn't help it, and looked behind Anderson over Anderson's shoulder.

    Behind Mr. Butler, there are maids with bright eyes.

    Their gazes stayed brightly on Tu Mianmian, if there was any substance. The excited look seems to be screaming: Mianmian! Mom loves you! Hurry up mommy!

    Tu Mianmian: "..."

    Under the gaze of a wolf like a tiger, Tu Mianmian felt a tingling in her scalp. He briefly ended the conversation with Anderson, and then rushed to the bedroom on the second floor, his back seemed to be running away.

    The housekeeper seemed to sense something, and looked behind him, only to see the maids behind him smiling and decent as usual, no different from usual.

    Anderson was slightly puzzled: "?"

    Tu Mianmian entered the bedroom and closed the door, only to breathe a sigh of relief.

    His eyes swept away casually, and then he was stunned.

    A military jacket was thrown in a mess on the bed, the same clothes that Tu Mianmian used to hide when he changed back to the lop-eared rabbit body at noon.

    He rushed over to pick up the clothes, patted them, shook them again, and hung them in the closet again.

    Tu Mianmian was a little guilty.

    This is the dress of the Duke!

    If it is discovered that he secretly used the duke's clothes as a nest, then he will lose his face as a rabbit.

    Just as Tu Mianmian closed the wardrobe, there was a sudden hum from outside.

    He turned his head to look suspiciously, and through the clear window, he could see that there was a soft and transparent film-like thing outside, covering the entire duke's mansion.

    Indistinctly, you can still hear the announcement in the courtyard: "The protective energy layer has been opened."

    "Huh?" Tu Mianmian couldn't help but wonder.

    He raised his foot and walked to the balcony, wanting to see what happened.

    The floor-to-ceiling windows were automatically opened to both sides by induction, and when the evening sunset light fell softly in Tu Mianmian's eyes, there was also a violent wind blowing in front of him.

    The daytime shooting stars crossed the dusk and returned home from afar.

    The three- or four-meter-high white mecha easily passed through the protective layer, and a wave of water rippling from the protective layer calmed down again.

    The gust of wind brought by the momentum of the mecha roared in this small world. The trees planted in the courtyard swayed in the wind, and the grass on the lawn swayed like a wave of wheat.

    Tu Mianmian couldn't open his eyes due to the wind, and when the wind dwindled and disappeared, he opened his eyes again.

    So I saw "day" hovering in front of the balcony.

    Tu Mianmian gave a small "wow", and her eyes lit up.

    Hey, that mecha, Lord Duke!

    The mecha in front of it stretched out its arms and lifted its owner out of the cockpit.

    Sivir is slender, and his shoulders are shining in the sunset. He stepped on the palm of the day and climbed over the balcony guardrail, and the military boots made a "click" when they landed.

    Looking at Sivir who suddenly came to his side, Tu was stunned for a moment.

    Then, his eyes brightened, a smile raised on his face, and two small dimples were looming on his cheeks, "You're back!"

    Inexplicably, the Duke's heart suddenly beat heavily when he heard these words.

    He curled his fingers, trying to avoid the electric numbness.

    The picture in front of him is welcoming him home.

    The originally fair cheeks were covered with a layer of warmth by the evening glow, and even the eyelashes were gently depicted by the evening glow, which seemed to be dotted with tiny shimmers.

    Sivir's eyes slowly overflowed with tenderness, he said "um", and responded with a solemn tone that he didn't even notice: "I'm back."

    The author has something to say: Sivir: It's the feeling of heart ▼_▼

    Mianmian: o(*////▽////*)q

    Mecha "Day": Come and see, here are two Hanhans in love

    Chapter 11

    On the balcony, Sivir took the initiative to reach out and drag Tu Mianmian into the bedroom.

    The floor-to-ceiling windows were closed again, and the scene inside was unknown.

    In the courtyard, the housekeeper who witnessed the whole process withdrew his gaze with a look of relief.

    Raised pigs seem to be kicking cabbage...

    very nice!

    Butler Anderson took out the mecha button with a smile and put "Daytime" in it.

    Every wrinkle on his face was filled with a smile, and he turned to the kitchen, signaling that dinner would be a little bigger tonight.

    Nothing happened in the bedroom, everything was calm.

    The Duke dragged his petite into the bedroom. His palm clasped Tu Mianmian's arm, and the skin felt warm and delicate under his palm.

    The pulse that the fingers touched seemed to hit his heart straight, and even his heart roared.

    The strange numbness that only existed on the fingertips before expanded its scope, and Sivir touched the entire palm of Tu Mian's skin, and was infected with this kind of numbness like an electric shock.

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