He's spoiled rotten; that wolf cub knows how to flirt and be affectionate.

As the fragments gathered together and entered her body, Qu Yi glowed. Ansel felt his hands getting even hotter, and pain spread throughout his body. His hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

Qu Yi sensed something was wrong and tried to let go, but he held her tightly and pulled her forward.

He started by passing through the barrier with his arms, then his body, and as he emerged completely, he stumbled forward.

Ansel released her hand and pulled her into his arms.

The two did not linger there; Ansel took her back to his residence.

The Knights Commander's residence wasn't bad, but Ansel still felt it wasn't good enough for her. After looking around, he suddenly had the idea of ​​making money to build a palace.

It's crazy.

"How are you?"

The unexpected question left the young man somewhat bewildered: "Huh?"

"Your hand." Qu Yi took his hand to examine it. There were no marks, but his previous pain seemed genuine. "You looked like you were in a lot of pain before."

Ansel was also puzzled by this: "I also felt pain, but it doesn't hurt now."

I looked at it over and over for a while, but still couldn't find anything unusual.

All she could do was tell him, "Tell me if anything seems amiss again."

"it is good."

The young man agreed obediently, his voice soft and pleasant.

Anseil knew that Qu Yi was imprisoned by Odis and that she had once deeply loved him. When she thought about it, she was furious, but she had no right to be jealous or angry.

Then, realizing this, I felt even more frustrated.

“Virginia…” Ansel stopped abruptly as he uttered the name. “It’s strange, calling you sounds like calling out to the God of Light.”

"You can give me a name that isn't strange."

Ansel was stunned.

Names are usually chosen by the elders in the family; how can you let someone else name you so casually?

"But isn't Virginia your name? Wouldn't it be too much for me to name you...?"

"You go first, I'll see which one isn't strange, and I'll pick the one that isn't strange." Qu Yi rested her chin on her hand, her cheeks showing beautiful lines. "But I think you'll pick a very good one."

The flirting was too much for Ansel to handle; his fair, handsome face flushed red, and even his ears were not spared. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Can I just pick one I like?"

"can."

This unbridled attitude stunned Ansel once again. His growth had not been good; on the contrary, he was very uneasy, so he never expected anything from others.

But she seems to be sincere.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "I don't know what to call you either."

Qu Yi paused for a moment: "Just use your first thought."

Ansel's eyes flashed with unease: "Ahem, well..."

"what?"

"Don't laugh at me."

"it is good."

"Just... my sister."

Why do you want to call me that?

The young man avoided eye contact: "I don't know, it's just a strange feeling."

She was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Besides this, is there anything else?"

“The others…” The blush that had just faded from the young man’s face returned, covering his fair skin. His dark blue eyes dared not look at her, his head was lowered, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

He took a deep breath and squeezed his eyes shut: "The first time I saw you, I knew I would really like you. I'm not lying!"

The young man looked uneasy: "Do you...trust me?"

Qu Yi couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Ansel's eyes widened.

What kind of reaction is this?!

She suppressed a laugh, turned back to look at him, and repeated, "I believe you."

Although her memories are still hazy, her experiences in so many worlds tell her that he will definitely be the best for her.

It is also worth believing.