Char: All witches should be burned to death, accept their fate.
I was reminded by the system that someone from the Church of Light was searching Bai Weiwei in this area.
Immediately search for the memory of the original owner in your mind.
There is a magic wardrobe here.
After entering, it can hide seventy or eighty percent of the black magic breath.
Bai Weiwei immediately ran to open the cabinet, and it worked, able to squeeze two people in.
After all, Xiaya is also restored by black magic, and will definitely be checked.
When Xiaya saw the little witch, she hurried away.
There was a hint of understanding in his eyes.
Run for your life
Just when he thought the little witch had escaped by herself.
The little witch, who was wearing an inappropriate robe, hurried over again.
Then she reached out and hugged him.
He was much taller than her, and she tried her best, but she could barely drag him and walk step by step.
The little witch's breathing was messy and heavy, and her hands and feet trembled violently with every step.
He was all worried that he had crushed the little her.
The breath of her body did not have the stench of black magic.
But a fragrance like a rose.
Extraordinarily tempting.
Char's favorite is the rose flower.
So when he was promoted to Grand Duke, he acquired 80% of the rose varieties in the country.
Plant in the garden.
And at that time, his nickname changed from the ruthless Terminator to the Duke of Roses.
Bai Weiwei stuffed Xiaya into the closet.
The delicate young man half-drooped his eyes, lying softly in his clothes, his honey-colored hair hanging down under his eyes.
The gray-purple eyes are still hazy like rain and fog.
Bai Weiwei felt that the system must have given him the first beauty medal.
This is the first beauty she wants, not the pretty girl next door.
Even if the little cutie is the most cutest in the world, it's just cute.
The last plane was not good enough to sell, is it possible that she will continue to sell in this plane
There were footsteps outside, and the bright aura was extremely strong.
Bai Weiwei immediately squeezed into the closet and closed the closet directly.
She regarded the teenager behind her as a corpse, and sat on his lap without thinking much.
The closet was so crowded, she closed the door, unable to lean back for comfort.
The thin and petite body fits perfectly into the boy's arms.
A slight heartbeat came from Bai Weiwei's ear.
She raised her eyebrows, really alive.
But is the potion not enough? Why not move
Conscious, with a heartbeat, it is a living person.
It's better not to move, so no matter how she handles him, he won't be able to run away.
Just when Bai Weiwei planned to impress the teenager behind her.
Xia Ya's half-hanging gaze just fell into her wide robe, on the looming half of her collarbone.
The girl's skin was as crystal clear as jade, even in the dark.
Also soft like a cloud.
She seemed to be very frightened, and her breath was suppressed, blowing on his chest.
The warm and sweet breathing actually made him not very repelled.
He has always hated anyone's body temperature.
Because it is dirty.
This was the first time that he actually felt that the breath of a person was unusually good.
The first beauty medal: delicate, soft, easy to push. White skin, beautiful face, sweet breath.
The most important thing is: whoever sees whoever loves.
Under the influence of the powerful medal, even the ruthless Duke Rose's heart trembled slightly.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability score is negative five.]
Bai Weiwei's face was expressionless.
The goal of this raid made her smell the wayward ghost.
And outside the door.
Two figures in white robes appeared.
The white robe is embroidered with the gold piping of the church.
One of them bowed his head respectfully, just about to say something.
The taller figure suddenly bowed his head to the room and saluted.
Then, without saying a word, he turned and left.
The attendant behind him followed with a puzzled look.
After walking for a long time, the attendant asked, "Sir Bishop, the room is obviously full of black magic, why didn't you search."
The bishop paused, "There is that lord's bright magical aura."
After a while, the attendant suddenly showed a shocked expression.
Then he bowed his head in fear, not daring to ask again.