Burris suddenly noticed the temperature of his shoulder. When did Lott post the whole person? Why didn't I realize it at all?

The mage moved a little uncomfortably, and the two moved a little apart: "I don't think it's time to talk about this..."

Lott was surprised: "What? I came in to chat with you, and you also told me a bitter past with special cooperation and expressed my true feelings in my heart. I responded to this and imagined a better future with you... this Didn’t it go smoothly? You said it wasn’t the time to talk about this? When was it? Usually mutual complaints are the prelude to further development of the relationship. Aren’t we just doing this?"

This time Burris looked surprised. In theory, this may be true, but... It seems that most people don't directly state the purpose?

"I... I don't know how to answer you," Burris decided to be honest, "I'm really not ready to talk about this, not fooling you. Sir, I have never met someone who talks like you. People, when I communicate with you, my IQ will drop rapidly..."

"Okay," Luo Fei nodded, "you may need to divide your heart-to-heart talks, not too much at once."

Burris was about to breathe a sigh of relief, and Lot happily suggested: "Then, as the phase of the heart-to-heart talk ends, let's kiss."

As he said, the hands that originally held the mage's shoulders immediately changed positions and pressed the mage's back neck.

"What?" Burris finally moved a little away in silence, and was now taken back to Lot's arms.

Lott further explained: "We have been busy these days, and we finally had an in-depth emotional exchange. According to common sense, after this exchange, two people must kiss. It is not good not to kiss. "

"What kind of common sense is this?"

"This is common sense that you should have known since you lived more than eighty years old."

Because it's all written in romantic novels. The protagonists have to sit down and talk after experiencing some things together, and they will kiss as they talk, and even go further.

However, Lott speculates that this is not the time to "go further." Kicking a door can scare Burris into a heart attack. If he goes further, he will be scared to suffocation...

And Lot is self-aware, and he himself needs time.

"Why are you so stiff?" Lot frowned, "It's not the first time. The first few times you were so calm, how come the more you kiss, the more shy you get?"

Yes indeed? why? I don't understand either? Burris couldn't help worrying. "The decline in IQ" was probably not self-deprecating. Maybe his IQ really dropped!

He stared sillyly, and quickly reproduced the previous kisses in his mind: soul transfer, spell transmission, an inexplicable kiss in the small black room... Thinking about it this way, they did kiss many times.

What has never happened in 84 years, unexpectedly happened so many times in more than a month...

Thinking of this, Burris had the answer in mind: When suddenly faced with new things, people often don't react immediately. They have not realized what has happened, and even subconsciously ignore the changes, thinking that new things are only fleeting...When they find that their lives have really changed, they will be shocked from the bottom of their hearts.

Burris has seen many similar situations. For example, Deloret, the current speaker of the Austrian-French Federation, married a historian many years ago. Then one day, she sighed to her colleagues: She was not nervous at all at the wedding, but felt that the excitement was very happy and fresh. Many days after marriage passed, she suddenly realized what an important vow she had made and what a great responsibility she faced. At this moment, she suddenly became a little frightened, and suddenly became nervous, as if she had entered the underground ruins that had been covered in dust for the first time and were rich in treasure.

Burris himself had similar experiences, such as when he had just left the gem forest. He left the Frost Plain and Rime Forest alive, was not taken to the North Star City for trial, and temporarily settled down in other cities... At this time, he should either be happy or worry about the future... But he didn't have any. .

Later, he joined a caravan, responsible for distinguishing and sorting spells and medicinal materials, and occasionally cooperated with a few mercenaries to make a little money...At this time, he gradually fell into mixed feelings and began to sigh under tremendous pressure.

The same is true for Lott.

The kiss in the swamp of the dead is nothing. At that time, Burris used a bald and mutilated body, and his mind was full of breaking the curse and fulfilling his promises. What if the bone maharaja kissed him? That is just a magic with a strange posture, it belongs to a very special situation...

The kiss used to convey the magic is not a big deal. This is also a very special situation. What's so great... At that time, Burris's heart echoed with various awe-inspiring oaths: I promised before the **** of Arcane, I wish to respect magic It’s the only truth, taking the worldly interests second, I can even sacrifice my soul when necessary, but how can I make a fuss because of the special posture of casting...

That kiss in the small black room of the station...not much. Burris had been looking forward to the Lord Skeleton coming to him, and when the Lord really came, he was suspicious all day long. His suspicion was discovered by the Maharaja, and he was wrong at the time, so he had to indulge the Maharaja's willfulness.

He was judged as a "special situation" each time. He explained every kiss as "a last resort".

It now appears that this idea is wrong. Lotbald was absolutely serious, he was neither on a whim, nor was he deliberately looking at the embarrassment of others.

So Burris' IQ dropped. He can't make a qualified response... even, he doesn't know what kind of response is qualified.

Seeing that Burris didn't say a word, he didn't object, Lott pecked his forehead first, and then happily kissed him "must be done after a deep conversation".

In fact, not only Burris was embarrassed, Lott himself was also very nervous, and sensibly told him: Burris actually liked him very much and didn’t really hate him approaching; Burris was not made of ice and would not melt because of being hugged; Burris was not the only The small animal with the big palm won't die suddenly...but he is still quite nervous.

He has been imprisoned for so many years, and can only be released for seven days every 100 years. Except for these seven days, he can only resolve his boredom with the books he brought from the world.

Reading made countless longings piled up in his heart, and he yearned for countless things, but kisses were never included. Going to the island or riding a dog sled is much more fun than "kissing" written in the book. He used to think so.

It wasn't until more than sixty years ago that he knew the crying little mage.

"That was a kiss after a conversation, and this is a good morning kiss." After Lott finished speaking, he pressed his lips to it.

"Wha..." Burris's question was blocked. Every time the heartbeat turned into a "what to do", he kept tapping him.

God of Arcane, a good morning kiss on the bed? This has gone beyond the ambiguous category and belongs to the degree of conclusive evidence...

Not long ago, he passed by a baking workshop in Dongqing Village and saw a trainee soldier of the village guard kiss the daughter of the workshop owner.

The soldier looked fifteen or six years old at most, and the little girl was probably only thirteen or fourteen. They hugged and hugged in the street, kissed like no one, and kissed for several seconds, looking quite skilled.

Why do children learn these things so quickly?

Eighty-four-year-old people will not do it. Burris was almost stiff to blame when Lott kissed him.

Many people say that if you want to learn more, you have to take advantage of your young age. Children learn everything quickly, and adults can't even learn a few short poems.

Burris has always disagreed with this view. Can't learn, because you don't want to learn that much. For a healthy person, your brain obeys your consciousness. If your consciousness is tired and doesn't urge your brain to turn, of course it will not turn. The wizards have been learning new knowledge all their lives, and have never seen any adult wizard say that I can no longer remember the spell when I am old.

At the same time, Burris has always firmly believed that things related to the mind can live to grow old and learn old, but things related to the body cannot!

Such as fencing. If you are an old clerical officer and have never even taken a kitchen knife, then you are unlikely to learn swordsmanship in your seventies. Unless you have been a warrior since you were a child, then maybe you can be majestic by the age of seventy.

Kissing is a physical activity just like fencing, so teenagers can learn it quickly, but the 84-year-old master can hardly adapt.

Lott looked at the mage amused: "Why do you have an expression that seems to penetrate a major secret? What do you think of?"

"Did I?" Burris touched his face subconsciously.

"I know you are in a very complicated mood now." Lot leaned back on the head of the bed, fingers still curling the ends of Burris's hair, and the distance between the two of them was finally stretched a bit. "Your heart is very contradictory, and this contradiction Unknowingly. You are a well-known archmage with an age. You don’t want to show cringe. Even if no one else is watching, you will laugh at yourself and question your social experience... But you can’t help it. Don’t flinch, you are really shy, your face is hot, and even you’re a little scared. You can’t deny these feelings. It’s okay, remember that now you are a twenty-year-old young man! And there is only me in front of you, no Others. No one will laugh at you, no one will question you."

Speaking of this, Lott paused and thought, and when he spoke again, there was an invisible smile in his voice: "The ones I said earlier are to enlighten you and make you not too uncomfortable. As for my real thoughts... In fact, I want you to keep the status quo. I like you like this. Even if you can be a little bit weaker and a little bit more timid, I will be especially happy."

Burris was so embarrassed that his scalp was numb, and for a long time he didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Every time he heard the bone maharaja chat like this, he would have the illusion of seeing someone running naked in the street. Now this person not only runs naked, but even rushes to take off other people's clothes.

Suddenly, a commotion broke out outside, which was regarded as saving the bewildered mage. Lott jumped to the window and looked around for a while, then turned his head excitedly: "It looks like the red vulture has escaped!"

"The prince's territory knight is so powerful, so many people can't stand a warlock..." Burris pinched his eyebrows to get out of bed, but Lott pressed his shoulder.

"You continue to rest," Lott said, "I'll go help them. If you need to cast spells, just bring black pine, you don't need to work so hard."

Burris thought for a while: "My lord, if you catch him..."

"Don't worry! I only help, not kiss him."

After speaking, Maharaja Skeleton jumped out of the window.