The girl who was punished by the gods counterattacked and became the group's favorite

Joel almost took Tia to see a doctor, but considering that Tia was still young and had studied all morning and played for a long time in the afternoon, she might be tired, so he decided to carry her back.

But just after putting the person back to the bedroom, I suddenly became worried and called a doctor to check and make sure that everything was fine before I felt relieved.

Tarama saw all of this. It was naturally a good thing that the young master was willing to protect the young lady. Otherwise, if the young master left again in the future or if the young lady went to the academy to socialize when she was six years old and was found to be not valued by the family, the young lady would be ostracized.

After repeated confirmation by the doctor, Joel believed that Tia had just fallen asleep. Looking at Tia's peaceful sleeping face, he didn't know what he was thinking for a moment.

At first, he just thought that since this sister was not so annoying, he might as well keep her. But when he really wanted to keep her, he gradually realized his sister's unfortunate fate. Now he dared not leave the room. He asked the servants to look for the mysterious flower last time but couldn't find it. He asked his friends around him but they also hadn't seen it. He didn't know whether it was a friend or an enemy, and he didn't know if it would appear again. Now the room was still filled with a faint floral fragrance.

Joel thought about the flower and wondered whether Tia was really sleepy or it was just the sequelae of her magic awakening too early, so he asked Tarama to bring a chair and sit beside the bed.

After Tia fell into a deep sleep, she came to a gloomy place. She hugged herself tightly unconsciously, rubbing her arms to keep warm from time to time, and her neck was unconsciously hunched. She looked around and was startled by the slightest noise.

Finally, after walking for a while, she saw the vast sea of flowers again. There were some dewdrops on the big black roses, and the velvety texture seemed even more gorgeous. For some reason, she suddenly remembered the flower that appeared in her room. Jesus seemed to have called this flower.

"Quinn?"

Quinn was messing with Jesus' hair, and in a trance he seemed to hear someone calling him, but when he thought that he and his master were back here and no one would come looking for him, he carefully combed Jesus' hair again.

No one would know that it is the one who combs its owner's hair, and its owner does not know how to comb his hair!

Jesus' closed eyes slowly opened, "Quinn, that girl is here again."

"Tia? Shouldn't she be at home? Why is she here?" Quinn paused after saying this, "It really wasn't me who did it this time. I don't know why she's here."

"Yeah." Jesus responded softly, then felt some inexplicable worry, stood up and walked out.

Quinn looked at Jesus' half-combed hair. The branch that was holding it stayed in the air for a second, then quickly extended forward and caught up with Jesus' pace.

As soon as Jesus came out of the castle, he saw a bunch of will-o'-the-wisp circling around Tia, and a bunch of bats were grinning and ready to attack. He took a few steps forward and rescued Tia who was surrounded in the middle.

Tia almost cried when she saw Jesus' figure. Although she didn't get a response when she called Quinn just now, she inexplicably felt that Jesus might be here. The fear in her heart gradually dissipated and she couldn't help but speed up her pace. She finally saw an ancient castle in front of her, but a bunch of ghost lights and a group of bats stopped her here.

She almost thought that the bats were going to suck her dry, but luckily Jesus showed up. Woohoo, she had to hurry up and learn how to use magic so that she could protect herself next time.

"Brother Jesus, thank you."

Jesus thought that the place he chose was basically blocked from light, as the intertwined branches and leaves of the trees blocked out all light. The fact that Quinn could bloom such a large flower was also the result of his practice, but at this moment he felt that it was not entirely true.

Perhaps it is the moonlight's preference that squeezes through the cracks to illuminate this pure smile.

A faint smile gradually spread across Jesus' face. The hazy moonlight seemed a bit annoying. For a moment, no one knew who had lost his original coldness.

They both stared at each other in a daze for a moment, but Jesus quickly reacted and looked away, "How did you get here?"

Tia was stunned, as if she had lost her hearing and could only vaguely see Jesus' mouth moving.

After waiting for a while, Jesus didn't hear any response and couldn't help but turned around. He saw Tia with a silly smile on her face. He was sure that Tia really liked his face. He could only repeat the question again and raised his voice a little.

Tia nodded drowsily, "Yeah, yeah. Oh! I was just on the street, and I don't know how I ended up here. Maybe I fell asleep again?"

Now it was Jesus' turn to be silent. "Did you use magic?"

Tia shook her head. What the professor taught her was all theoretical knowledge, and it was not time for practice yet.

"Forget it." Even though Jesus was knowledgeable and experienced, he had no idea why Tia came to him again. "If you notice anything wrong in the next two days, remember to tell me. Your frequent out-of-body experiences are not good for your health."

"Okay." Tia didn't find anything unusual. "Is this where you live?"

"Well, this is one of my residences." Jesus took Tia forward.

The two people who were originally walking side by side gradually widened the gap between them because Jesus had longer legs and did not deliberately slow down his pace.

Tia gradually couldn't keep up and had to speed up her pace. She also noticed that Jesus' hair seemed to be only half combed.

The waterfall-like hair was tightly wrapped by flower branches behind her ears, with two strands tied to the back of her head. Another strand of hair was braided and tied below. I didn't see it because I was facing her and couldn't see the back.

"Thank you." Tia murmured, and ran forward quickly to keep up with Jesus.

Hearing the rustling sound of vines being stepped on, Jesus looked back and saw that Tia had been left behind. He pursed his lips slightly and stopped where he was. "Walk slowly."

Seeing that Jesus had stopped, Tia wanted to catch up faster. She tripped over a vine and was about to fall to the ground. Tia immediately quickened her pace, spread her arms, and staggered to keep her balance.

Jesus took a few steps back and tried to catch the person, but when he saw Tia steady herself, he silently withdrew his hand.

"Why didn't you tell me to slow down just now?"

Tia wouldn't say that she forgot about it because she was smirking at her half-combed hair. She curled her lips and said, "Aren't you going to praise me? I didn't fall even though I didn't rely on you for support!"

This made Jesus stunned. He couldn't help but think of the last time they met, and couldn't help but think that he was still a child.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly again, and he walked over, squatted on the ground and opened his arms to Tia.

Tia also hugged Jesus' neck and gently sniffed the scent on Jesus' body. It was different from the sweat smell on Joel's body, but the scent of black velvet roses, as if she was hugging a bouquet of flowers.

Jesus gently picked up Tia and walked towards the castle. The hot and moist breath on his neck made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he tilted his head slightly.

Tia was caught off guard by a strand of hair brushing her cheek, and she quickly turned her head to avoid sneezing.

Oh my god! She just seemed like a pervert.