Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 60 Kissing and Holding Hands

"There seems to be some misunderstanding between us." Fred looked at these people and considered whether releasing them would pose a threat to them. "I think we can talk about Martin. We are indeed looking for

Him, but we won't hurt him."

The two people who responded to him rolled their eyes. Obviously they didn't believe what Fred said.

But Fred intends to show some sincerity. After all, they have the same goal, which is to protect Martin. Maybe they can sit down and have a good talk, or they can also cooperate. It just so happens that he is now in a time when he needs manpower.

He glanced at Safi, who understood what he meant, nodded, and released the confinement technique.

Several people moved their hands and feet and stood up, looking at each other a few times as if they were confirming something.

Fred stepped forward and was about to say something, but he saw these people suddenly raised their hands and sprinkled a large amount of dust. He was caught off guard and had no time to avoid it. His eyes suddenly felt burning red pain.

After all, he was born into a noble family. Fred had never heard of these little tricks, let alone prepared them in advance, so he fell into the trap.

Safi was startled, turned around and closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, she saw dust flying in front of her eyes. She did not dare to go forward immediately to check on Fred: "Your Highness, are you okay?"

No one answered her, so Safi immediately used wind magic to blow away all the dust, only to see Fred standing there motionless, wondering what his condition was.

"Your Highness?" Safi immediately stepped forward and touched Fred carefully, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Fred closed his eyes tightly, but he could hear Safi's voice, "I just can't open my eyes."

Safi gasped. If Fred couldn't see his eyes...how could a blind man be the king? Safi immediately stood on tiptoes, held Fred's cheeks with both hands, and got closer to see his eyes.

.

Fred couldn't see, he could only feel the girl's suddenly close body and the faint fragrance emanating from her body.

Safi rarely approached him proactively like this, and for a moment he lamented that the injury was timely enough.

He was a little distracted and asked carefully: "Can I help you?"

Safi had no doubt that he was there and nodded: "Of course."

So Fred fumbled and put his hand on Safi's shoulder. After a pause, he slowly slid down her back, then stopped at her waist, and pulled Safi closer to him.

Safi: She feels that His Highness the Crown Prince is taking advantage of her, but His Highness the Crown Prince is probably not such a person... right?

She forced herself to focus on Fred's eyes, confirmed that the dust was not dangerous and could just be washed away, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, if the crown prince's eyes were damaged, it would be a very serious matter. Both in public and in private, Safi wanted to see Fred safe and sound.

Safi used water magic to clean the dust from Fred's eyes: "Your Highness, can you open your eyes and take a look?"

Fred opened his eyes carefully. Although there was still some stinging, at least there was no problem with his vision. However, his eyes were still red and looked as if he had just cried. This inevitably weakened some of his magnanimity and added to his aura.

It smells pitiful.

"Okay, I'm fine now." Fred said this, but he still put his arm around Safi's waist and didn't let go, still hugging her tightly.

Safi finally realized that their current posture seemed inappropriate. Fred's breath surrounded her intimately, and every sense of hers was filled with Fred's presence. As long as Fred lowered his head slightly,

, you can kiss her forehead.

It's too close. They shouldn't be like this. Safi panicked and raised her hand to push Fred away: "Your Highness, let me go."

In a pitch-black alley, with two people hugging each other tightly, Safi felt a female intuition arise spontaneously in this environment. She always felt that something would happen.

After a while, Fred slowly lowered his head, as if he wanted to kiss her.

Feeling the hot breath falling, Safi couldn't hold back the fear in her heart and tilted her head.

So Fred's kiss finally fell on Safi's temple.

Although there was a trace of disappointment in his heart, Fred did not show it. He just restrained and let go of Safi.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness." Safi's throat was clogged and she was so sad that she couldn't speak. It would be great if...if she wasn't a person full of darkness.

Anna's attitude made her understand one thing - no matter how hard she struggled, she would never be able to get rid of the label of demon, and she would carry the infamy of demon for the rest of her life.

People like her should not drag His Highness down. His Highness should have a wife with a cleaner life experience.

"It doesn't matter," Fred raised his hand and stroked Safi's face, smiling lightly, "My patience will be better than you think."

Safi couldn't understand what he meant for the moment and looked at him blankly.

"Let's go, we should go back." Fred naturally took Saffy's hand and walked in the direction he came from.

"But... Martin..." Safi hesitated and looked back frequently, but all she could see was a dead end. The attackers who suddenly appeared had already disappeared without a trace when they sprinkled the dust.

trace.

Being able to run away in the blink of an eye means that the other party is extremely familiar with this area. They have chased here and are about to find the person, but do they want to turn back at this time?

"He will be fine," Fred said firmly. "Listen to what these people said, they are protecting Martin. Since we have shown our faces to them, there is no need to worry. Martin will know that we have come here.

His, and since the other party doesn't trust us, then don't push too hard and leave them room to have room for cooperation."

There is some truth in what he said, but...

"Your Highness, can you let me go?" Safi glanced at the hands held by the two of them and asked in a low voice, what does what he just said have to do with holding hands?

The more times he opened his eyes and told lies, Fred became more and more shameless. He glanced around and said calmly: "It's a little dark. It's more convenient if I hold your hand."

"But His Highness didn't hold you when we came."

Fred pointed out calmly, "So you almost fell."

In the face of the irrefutable facts, Safi had nothing to say. Perhaps it was because she didn't want to refute at all. She shut up and was led by Fred slowly and slowly along the narrow path.

Walk back slowly.

She only wishes that this road can be longer and longer.

(End of chapter)