Chapter 289 (1/2)

On the last day of the short holiday, the school did not arrange anything, but let the students move freely.

In return for flossia, Lorraine Hill invited her good friend to her home in the evening. It's the first time that she's entertained guests. In this life, Tess has come to her occasionally, and she still serves her own food.

Lorraine hill is not clear about the detailed etiquette of reception among nobles. She is still a little nervous after pulling flossia out of the house. She is afraid that she will not be well treated. She wants to be surrounded by Chelsea. This maid, who was born in the green Empire, is very versatile, as if nothing can defeat her.

But fortunately, flossia is not the kind of person who is fastidious about complicated etiquette. In fact, she didn't think so much about it. She just listened to Lorraine Hill saying that she was going to eat at her place tonight. What she was more curious about was where she lived and how secret it was.

Two girls in white dress slowly fall from the sky. Here is a quiet alley in the temple college. The street is covered with white and green stone bricks. The eaves beside the street occasionally drip melting snow, splash small water, and wet the grass growing in the gap.

Rochelle took out the key, put it in the lock of the iron gate, turned it, made a click, and then with a slight pull, the iron gate turned open.

”Here it is.” Rosie walked ahead, led flossia in, and then closed the iron gate, which was cold in winter.

Into the small yard, in front of a small piece of green grass, which has a few big Bluestone board spread in the grass, leading to the oak door.

The cabin has only one floor. The front is the hall, the back is the bedroom, and the side has kitchen, bathroom, utility room, etc.

”Is this where Rosie lives?” Floria looked around curiously. Although the room was not big, the furnishings were warm. Beside the light blue curtain, there was a small desk with several books, pen holders, ink and candlesticks. Beside the desk were two chairs, one of which was a little bear puppet. The inner side of the hall is a fireplace. There are iron plates on both sides of the fireplace to close. This fireplace is also common for bedrooms and halls, but the main body is on this side of the hall.

In front of the fireplace is a large square carpet. On the gray velvet carpet, there are small tea tables and sofas on both sides. There are several light green pillows on the sofa. On the other side of the room is a wall cabinet with some cups and other utensils.

The overall style is simple and warm. It's normal for ordinary people to live in it, but in frossia's opinion, there are some lively girls, except for the little bear puppet. But think carefully, I seem to be used to it. If I move into such a house, I don't think I will change it.

Although she was born well, she was not very picky. On the contrary, she was very easygoing, which was similar to Lorraine hill. As long as she lived in a clean and tidy environment without noise, she could adapt.

Although the pursuit of beauty, but will not be harsh on the surrounding environment, has a kind of easy to take things as they please.

”What flavor does flossia like?”

Lorraine Hill sat down with the blonde and blue eyed young lady. He brought two empty cups to the tea table and raised the fire in the fireplace to bring warmth.

”I prefer sweetness, but I don't want to be too greasy.” Flossia looked at the empty glass, filled with curiosity.

”All right.”

Lorenthal picked out a light red with orange [colorful grape], put it into flossia's cup, then took out a dark blue grape and put it into her own cup, then added water and a [Golden Moon potion], opened the grape with a little magic, whirled in the breeze, stirred the liquid in the cup evenly and then stood still.

A blue ice flower slowly appears on the water surface of the cup, and the surface of the cup also condenses a layer of light frost.

Looking at the operation of rosier and adding some medicine to it, flossia didn't worry that this friend would hurt herself, but watched with great interest.

”All right.”

Rochelle pushed the cup slowly, and the liquid inside was divided into several layers. The bottom layer was intoxicating light red, the middle was mellow orange, and the top was light blue and transparent. An iceberg is floating on the water, emitting a slight white vapor, a trace of cold fragrance.