His breathing was a little short, Si Tu hurriedly turned his face away, his voice was a little flustered,
"Go to Clades Avenue."
Facing Sasim's puzzled eyes, Situ explained,
"You need a dress, my dear deacon."
The sun has not yet set, the market is still lively, and the carriage is parked by the alley.
Sasim got out of the carriage first, stood in front of the carriage respectfully, and extended a strong arm to Situ.
Holding his arm down, facing the bustling crowd, Si Tu frowned.
She has never liked excitement.
"If the master doesn't like it, go back to the carriage first, I can come by myself."
Sam held her cool palm and stood in front of her as a protector.
Situ shook his head lightly,
"I always have to adapt to the crowd."
After all, this is a human society living in groups, and she has to adapt.
The crowd is bustling, but it is also human fireworks.
The uncle who sells apples has a ruddy face, which is particularly vivid in the setting sun.
The little girl selling flowers ran over with a flower basket, her blue eyes wide open,
"Big brother, do you want to buy a bouquet of flowers for your sweetheart?"
Samuel seemed to be in a particularly good mood, bending down to pick out the flowers carefully.
Throwing a few copper coins to her, Sam held the flowers in front of Situ.
"For the face of the beautiful rose, let the master smile."
She always has a sombre face, not cute at all.
The strong fragrance of roses bloomed at the tip of his nose, and Si Tu came back to his senses, falling into his bright eyes.
If he was kept by his side, would the doomsday after six months be avoided
Ke Situ didn't dare to gamble with the lives of the entire Wangcheng people.
These fresh lives in front of me will become bleak after six months.
Poverty, hunger, killing, and plunder will sweep everyone, and no one can escape.
[Why doesn't the host try the joy of taming the Great Demon King?]
Isn't this more exciting than killing him
[If domestication fails, you die for me]
Si Tu was not in a good mood, and was killed by him twice in a row. Now she has a psychological shadow on him.
[Furthermore, haven't you noticed that all this has changed since the appearance of the hero?]
She had a premonition that Temple would make some moves at this banquet.
Taking the delicate red rose, Si Tu smiled beautifully,
"There are many red roses in the back garden of the Magritte Manor, and this is the only one in the whole capital."
The roses in the garden are carefully cultivated by gardeners, and the bunch in Si Tu's hands are wild roses.
It should have grown wildly in the suburbs.
There are many thorns, but the petals are more colorful.
It's a bit like the person in front of me.
"Master, just take it as me trying to make you happy."
She is used to seeing red roses in the greenhouse, so it's time for her to change her taste.
Perhaps, the wild roses that grow wildly in the suburbs are more suitable for her.
Sasim lowered his head, a dark light quickly flashed across his black eyes, and there was an inevitable smile on the corner of his mouth.
He raised his head again, with an obedient look again.
Holding her wrist, Sam reminded softly,
"Master, it's time for us to go to the tailor shop."
His eyes fell on the skin they touched, Si Tu wanted to withdraw, but his warm and deep voice came from above his head,
"It's better for me to lead the master. There are too many people here, and I'm afraid you will get lost."
Looking at the somewhat empty streets around him, the corners of Situ's mouth twitched slightly.
too many people
The sun is almost going down, and the uncle who sells apples has to close his stall.
Wait, why did he use the verb to pull? She is the master, okay
Facing her eyes full of anger, Sasim smiled lightly, like a spring breeze blowing on his face,
"Master, follow me closely, be good, okay?"
The youth faded away from the darkness and gloom, and bathed in the setting sun, dazzling like a god.
Perhaps, he can also become the most loyal believer of the God of Light
Seeing that she no longer resisted, Samuel smiled even more, his black eyes sparkled, and he was as happy as a child who got candy.
But it was Si Tu's tacit indulgence to her now that made Sa Sim even more reckless in the future.
When I came to the clothing store, thanks to the blessing of the God of Light, the boss has not closed yet.
"Welcome Miss Si Tu. What kind of dress do you need this time? Recently, a lot of silk and satin have been shipped from the ancient oriental country."
Si Tu is a frequent visitor here, so the boss naturally recognized him and introduced him enthusiastically.
Turning sideways, Situ pointed at Sa Sim behind him, shook his head and said,
"Today is to buy clothes for him."
Although the deacon's uniform was quite satisfactory, in the eyes of Si Tu, who leads the trend of noble clothing in the entire royal capital, it is too mediocre.
"Look at this suit, it's so bad I can't help tearing it off."
Situ's tone was full of disgust, and he didn't notice the excited light flashing in Sasim's eyes behind him.
tear off
Sounds like a great place to be.
The boss looked Sasim up and down, and used his fingers to measure the size visually.
"Miss Si Tu, don't worry, I will help you find the most suitable clothes for him."
The main reason is that people are good-looking, no matter how beautiful the clothes are, they are just a foil.
"It's time to work."
Si Tu was sitting by the window, plucking the wild roses that were blooming warmly and brightly in his bosom.
The boss took Sam to the fitting room. Not long after, the curtain was pulled open and he walked out.
A black tuxedo made his shoulders thicker, and his white shirt was clean and tidy, like a noble boy stepping out of an oil painting.
The messy black hair was combed up, revealing a smooth and full forehead, and a pair of black eyes were filled with starlight, dazzling.
[Hey, the host woke up, drooling out]
Tsk tsk, what a pity to kill such a handsome villain, wouldn't it be nice to lock yourself up in a small dark room and enjoy yourself
[If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb]
Well, she admits that she does have a second of obsession with Sam's beauty.
But, that's only for a second.
The more beautiful a thing is, the more dangerous it is.
Si Tu didn't want to get himself burned.
"Master, do I look good?"
He walked a little hurriedly, and he couldn't wait to walk to her side, wanting to win a compliment.
Oh, what's the matter with the sight of the peacock spreading its tail to court
With red lips curled up, Si Tu plays the character of a gentle noble lady,
"I really didn't expect that my deacon would be so favored by the God of Light. This dress looks so beautiful on you."
Beauty is true beauty, but it's not enough to make Si Tu exaggerate.
But it's not shabby to maintain the human setting.
"As long as the master likes it."
Having received the praise he wanted, Sasim was in a happy mood, his brows and eyes were full of extreme joy.
Facing his starry eyes, Si Tu was briefly absent-minded.
The pure black eyes are like a block of obsidian, tightly attracting all her attention, and if she is not careful, she will fall into it.
Seeing her absence, the corners of Sasim's mouth curled up more obviously.
His master is really cute, so cute that he wants to swallow her up.
Never be separated from her again.
(end of this chapter)