"Nathan," the teacher turned her head in the middle of speaking and saw Nathan approaching, and immediately greeted him with a smile, "Someone's here to pick you up."

The original cold and serious words, said by the sweet little milk voice, naturally took on a little taste of pampering. So Archer did not mean to stop, but looked up at people, amethyst eyes met light blue sky-like pupils, a pleasant and a helpless, "do not like me to hold you like this?"

Go ahead and hold it, he's a kid now anyway.

Nathan couldn't help but hold his forehead, knowing that he was still treated like a child? But, but... What can he do, he is also very helpless ah, and can not really like a child to roll around, or yell, even if he really want, he still have a persona dead in there.

Well, even if he went out of his way, probably will not work, in the face of some kind of terrible black, in addition to helpless, or helpless.

Nathan is simply powerless, Lord although you