Chapter 33

Chapter 33

As soon as Raphael walked down the stairs, he saw Fred standing at the top of the stairs anxiously.

"I'm really flattered!" Raphael came down with a smile, making Fred more impatient: "What on earth did Dorothy say to you?"

Raphael sighed, but the smile on his face remained unchanged: "You should ask what I said."

"What?" Fred raised an eyebrow and looked at him uncertainly.

Raphael put on Fred's shoulder, tilted his head and continued to smile: "I never found that the distance between us and Dorothy was so big."

"You mean..." Fred raised his hand, gently bit the flesh on his slender fingers with his teeth, and his eyebrows wrinkled into a ball. Accidentally, the blood flowed down and fell to the ground. The wound was immediately repaired.

Raphael put his arm around his shoulder and walked out: "Fred, I think it's time for us to let go. After all, Dorothy is no longer a child. Sometimes, it may be more appropriate for her to take the initiative to come out and talk to us than to us, what do you think?"

"I think you're talking nonsense!" Fred opened Raphael's hand and said, "Since you don't want to help me, I can only find Dorothy boringly and do something that makes you feel inappropriate!"

In my opinion, Fred must be crazy. He has never had such a thing as reason. Even if Raphael struggled to pull his arm, he could not stop his pace. He came to Dorothy's bedroom step by step, knocked hard on the door, and scared Dorothy.

"Fred, my God! What are you doing!" Raphael frowned and pulled him, "Doros may have fallen asleep!"

"Then wake up!" Fred shouted angrily, pushed Raphael away impatiently, and continued to knock on the door, "Dorothy! Dorothy!"

The door opened from the quilt, and Dorothy grabbed the door handle with a pair of red eyes and stared at Fred coldly. Those eyes were obviously just crying.

"Are you crying?" Fred pointed to her eyes in surprise and was rudely opened by her hand: "Fred, even if you are my elder, you can't point at me. That's impolite!"

Damn politeness! Fred rubbed his hair angrily and reached for the door. He was afraid that Dorothy would suddenly close the door and in this way to isolate the relationship between them.

He almost pleaded and said to her, "Doris, I apologize for my rudeness. Please, yes, just please, Dorothy, don't be angry anymore, okay?"

"I'm not angry, Fred!" Dorothy's small eyebrows were wrinkled together, which really made Fred anxious. Can she not be angry in this way?

"Don't make trouble, Dorothy, you're not a child anymore!" Fred really wanted to kneel down for this wayward little princess. He really couldn't do anything about this little guy.

"I told you I'm not angry! What the hell are you going to do, Fred? Dorothy simply opened the door, and Fred almost fell in. This ridiculous and funny behavior did not attract the smiles of the two people. Instead, Raphael, who had been watching, couldn't help laughing softly.

He was always so untimely. Two people stared at him fiercely at the same time, and then he spread out his hands: "I'm sorry."

But Fred didn't mean to apologize at all. Now the most important thing is to stabilize Dorothy. He patted the dirt on his body helplessly: "Dorothy, that sentence is exactly what I want to ask you. You don't have to be so angry because of some small things, right? Maybe you have other unhappy things? So you can tell me, what are you worried about?

"Fred! How many times do you want me to say it? I'm really nothing!" Dorothy was about to be driven crazy by Fred's unreasonable troubles. No matter what she said, he looked at her up and down with a suspicious look? Fred, what's wrong with him?

"Hey! Dorothy! What's your tone! I'm caring about you!" Fred's eyes widened? Listening to Dorothy's tone, it's really annoying for Fred. If it were that Pierre, she wouldn't talk like this, would she? Damn it! Fred gritted his teeth and wanted to hit the wall with his fist again. He didn't even notice that he was actually eating Dorothy's jealousy!

"I don't need you to care, Fred!" Dorothy grabbed the doorknob, and the joints of her fingers were a little white. "So now, Fred, I'm going to bed!" Good night! Please don't bother me again!"

With a "touch", Fred closed the door and turned his head stiffly? He looked at Raphael with unbelievable eyes and just said that to him? Is it really their cute and kind little princess?

Raphael shrugged his shoulders and said that there was nothing he could do, but at the right time, he joked with Fred: "You messed up again, Fred, congratulations."

What kind of expression should it look like at this time?

Fred held the corners of his mouth, leaned against the handrails of the stairs, and sighed deeply.

I don't know, what is she thinking in Dorothy's little heart? Why does he move forward, but she wants to retreat, she moves forward, and she has to retreat? Is this the so-called invisible distance?

It's really troublesome!