The allure of butterflies

As Alina spoke, she got up and walked forward, the healing magic gradually expanding along the way.

It spread from the palms to the whole body.

Suddenly, Gu Hansheng felt a special connection with Alina.

The desire to get closer arises from the bottom of one's heart.

My gut feeling is that something's not right.

But they didn't notice anything wrong with it.

They could only watch helplessly as the beautiful flower fairies drew closer and closer.

Finally, he successfully touched his own head with his palm.

Instantly, the bones in his limbs became uncontrollable.

For a moment, the chaotic sea of ​​thoughts seemed to go blank, and then it fell into a rare moment of peace.

Even in an extremely comfortable environment, the snow wolf did not lose its rationality and continued to think resolutely.

But the final answer puzzled the wolf.

Even until the end, I couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"Sweetie, everyone's been brushing their fur, are you sure you don't want to try?"

Alina switched to a small, delicate comb and coaxed the kitten hiding among the leaves.

Looking at the comb that was different from everyone else's, Chu Yanbing's blue eyes welled up with emotions, but in the end she didn't go over.

If the mountain won't come to me, I'll go to the mountain.

Alina walked straight up to a large tree with sparse foliage.

A warm yet cool scent emanated from the comb; the scent was quite unique.

It is as warm as the first rays of the sun and as hot as the summer sun, while also carrying the refreshing coolness of the rain.

Chu Yanbing knew that this was the unique scent of the flower fairy.

Is this comb for her to use?

This idea unconsciously popped into my mind.

When Alina tentatively reached out her hand, Chu Yanbing did not move.

Perfection gave Alina the opportunity to catch the kitten.

A healing embrace instantly enveloped Chu Yanbing's entire body.

Chu Yanbing felt as if he were sinking into quicksand, finding it increasingly difficult to escape.

I could feel the kitten in my arms trying to escape.

Alina fixed her gaze and reached out to grab the kitten's cloud-like tail.

At the same time, the healing magic around him intensified once more, tightly enveloping the kitten that was trying to escape.

If there were no live stream, you wouldn't even need advanced magic; a mid-level healing spell would suffice.

Even the fiercest beast will surely cower and grovel.

Feel free to touch and hug me!

But during the live stream, a magical phenomenon that shone as brightly as day appeared. Alina must be out of her mind to do that.

A rich healing magic swirled around it, and much of it, under the elf's control, even seeped into the kitten's body.

It's like getting a top-notch full-body massage, with a therapeutic effect.

How could an orc, who was constantly in a state of mental chaos, possibly refuse?

Chu Yanbing unconsciously indulged in the moment for a few minutes.

After regaining her senses, she fled in an instant.

In her arms, Chu Yanbing felt as if he had lost himself.

This feeling of being out of control is very dangerous.

They ran away?

Alina looked at her empty arms and thought to herself.

It doesn't matter.

I've already petted it.

A satisfied smile curved his lips.

Alina put away the comb, glanced at the large, fluffy thing lying haphazardly, returned to the stone bench, picked up the cat bag she was halfway through making yesterday, and continued knitting.

The red yarn, seemingly complex but actually regular, was wrapped around the crochet hook, forming an orderly pattern that captivated the snow wolf's attention.

The snow wolf wondered: What is this?

Gu Hansheng stretched out his two front paws, letting go of the soft feeling from the grooming.

With his limbs regaining their familiar strength, Gu Hansheng moved silently, quietly approaching Alina.

A pair of amber eyes clearly reflected the unformed red cat carrier.

Lie face down on Alina's left, an arm's length away.

Actually, Gu Hansheng preferred to lie on the right side to see, as the view was clearer from there.

But then he glanced at the tiger, whose tail was swishing wildly as it got closer to its beloved.

Suddenly, I realized that the left side wasn't bad either.

The delicate red cat-shaped bag gradually took shape in Alina's hands, and it was lunchtime.

After lunch, Alina continued crocheting.

Snow Wolf tilted his head. A side bag?

Something just feels off.

Mo Zhuxi: Something's really not right!

What is this? She hasn't given the marshal an extra meal at noon for two days in a row!

Mo Zhuxi glanced at the seemingly indifferent marshal, but she was actually quite concerned!

So, the fluffy panda, with its familiar pigeon-toed gait, strode over to Alina's diagonal front.

Due to the influence of the riotous mental energy, Mo Zhuxi had to keep a certain distance from Alina.

The presence of the wolf and the tiger was simply too strong.

Mo Zhuxi's exceptional eyesight allowed her to see clearly every tangle of yarn, even from a distance.

The panda scratches its head: A bag?

Surely the bedrooms prepared by the military should have plenty of bags?

Why does Alina still have to do it herself?

I don't understand.

After finishing up, Alina stretched contentedly.

"The appearance is sorted out."

Next, the lining needs to be sewn on.

Looking up, I saw four furry creatures in front of me.

"Huh?"

"Is Big White here today too?"

Alina looked at the snow wolf not far away with a puzzled expression.

It's worth noting that the snow wolf is not only the coldest-looking of the five large, furry creatures, but it is also actually the coldest.

Specifically, wolves are rarely seen.

Golden sunlight shone on the giant wolf with its snow-white fur, as if draping it in a thin, pale golden veil, making it appear as if it were created by God.

Picking up the remaining red yarn, Alina's crochet hook moved swiftly, and a lively red butterfly appeared on her fair palm.

Butterflies have a natural ring.

Holding the butterfly, Alina slowly approached the snow wolf.

Her thick, furry ears trembled, and her amber eyes watched with increasing focus ever since Alina picked up her crochet again.

As Alina wove the delicate butterfly into shape, the snow wolf's seemingly indifferent eyes secretly gleamed.

My attention was completely captivated.

At that moment, Gu Hansheng didn't realize that the butterfly was for him.

I thought it was just a decoration on the cat carrier.

Alina certainly planned to decorate the cat bag, but it's impossible for her to continue using red.

Gu Hansheng: I wonder if this weaving method can be used to weave doll clothes?

I want to ask, but we don't speak the language.

And he doesn't even know if the other party is willing to teach him.

Should I start building a relationship with Alina now?

Alina approached the snow wolf and, sensing that it did not leave because of her approach, she took the opportunity to put butterfly earrings on the snow wolf.

The giant wolf was entirely white, with a touch of red on its ears being its only unusual color.

It was as if someone had marked it.

The thick, furry ears twitched involuntarily as they sensed the slight weight above them.

"Awoo?"

Is this for me?

Gu Hansheng looked at Alina with a questioning gaze.

"Yes, it's for you."

Alina laughed.

The snow wolf's huge head involuntarily twisted, its tail tip wrapped around its ear tip, but its fur felt no touch.

Gu Hansheng blinked: I want to see.

Gu Hansheng slowly stood up, trying his best not to put pressure on Alina.

He got up, took two steps back, and then left to look for the mirror.

"Woo-hoo".

How did that butterfly get here?

I felt something furry brushing against my leg.

Alina looked down and saw a fluffy red fox tail.

Pei Jingnian felt he shouldn't have dozed off.

This way you won't miss out on beautiful accessories.

Decorations made of wool have a different kind of beauty than those made by machines.

Pei Jingnian found it quite novel and liked it very much.

"What's wrong?"

Alina was delighted to be rubbed by the fluffy creature and gave the fox's tail a gentle rub.

Because of the beautiful butterfly he had been longing for, Pei Jingnian swayed his tail, ignoring the fact that his tail was being "touched".

"Woo-hoo." A butterfly.

They knew Alina couldn't understand animal language.

As Pei Jingnian spoke, he pointed with his tail to the red butterfly on the snow wolf's ear.

Following the fox's gaze, Alina immediately spotted the snow wolf who had just returned from looking in the mirror.

From afar, lifelike red butterflies seem to be fluttering on the snow-white ears.

"Want a butterfly?"

Alina made a flying motion.

After finishing, I didn't expect the fox to understand.

He picked up a small piece of yarn from the stone table and waved it in front of the fox. "I'm out of yarn. If you want more, you'll have to wait until next time."

After saying that, he raised his hand and touched the fox's head again.

Because of the fox's size, Alina had to slightly raise her hand to place it on the fox's head.

So foxes like these pretty little trinkets.

So, what does the little cutie like?

Looking around, I couldn't see the kitten I was longing for.

Haven't you come over yet?

As she was thinking this, a fiery red rose petal was swept up by an unknown gust of wind and drifted to the stone table in front of Alina.

The exceptionally vibrant red petals appeared even more plump and juicy against the backdrop of the turquoise stone table.

The near-perfect heart shape makes people unconsciously focus their attention on it.

"It would be perfect as a bookmark, it would be really pretty."

Alina gently picked up the flower petals from the stone table and examined them repeatedly in the slightly glaring sunlight.

[Bookmarks? What bookmarks?]

What do bookmarks look like? Are they as whimsical as yarn butterflies?

[How does this flower fairy know everything? She's a real treasure!]

In the interstellar era of rapid technological advancement, even paper books are only found in the archives of the largest libraries.

Bookmarks have long since disappeared into the annals of history.

If you're going to do it, do more.

Alina got up and walked towards the sea of ​​roses that were blooming even more beautifully.

The roses here were almost perfectly heart-shaped, which piqued Alina's curiosity.

"Huh? It's not heart-shaped."

After searching through several flowers, Alina couldn't find even a single heart-shaped petal.

Although it was just an estimate and the item wasn't actually taken off, the elf's eyesight wouldn't be too far off.

"Then it's even more of a coincidence."

This discovery further solidified Alina's determination to make bookmarks.

[Major discovery! A tiny white speck has been spotted 50 meters ahead!]

[It's the Marshal! Even though it's just a single hair, I, the Leopard's die-hard fan, would never mistake him!]

So, sisters, I have a bold idea!

[Upstairs, me too! How could rose petals drift that far in a breeze and just happen to land in front of Alina!]

Most importantly—the heart-shaped petals are intact! Combined with the hidden marshal mimicry, doesn't this prove something?!

[I'm so happy! I knew it! "Spreading Wings" is real!]

[I've been wanting to ask this for a long time, where did this CP name come from?]

[Marshal, with deep blue eyes; Alina, with crimson eyes—thus, the "Soaring Wings (Deep Blue and Crimson)" couple was born!]

Wait, is it now fashionable in your shipping community to name characters after their eyes?

Everything can be named! [A wise look in the eyes.]

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"Ring ring—"

Muttering foreign words to herself, Alina got up and opened the door when she heard the doorbell ring.