Simply worse than ordinary people.
How did you become a witch
Xia Ya's half-drooping eyes were cold and bright.
Then, in his sight, the little witch suddenly ran over again.
Are you going to kiss him again
As a result, she ran behind him.
... it wasn't.
There was a strange feeling in Xia Ya's heart, what did he expect
How can you think about the ghost question of her kissing or not
Suddenly his chair moved.
It was dragged a little bit by someone, and it rubbed back against the floor, making a creaking sound.
The voice of the little witch's soft breathing was obvious.
What is she going to do
Before Xia Ya wondered, the warm sunlight had already fallen on him.
Bai Weiwei put him in a bright place.
After all, it is winter now, and the winter here is very cold.
The kind of cold that snows.
She is also poor and does not have much money to buy firewood.
Then the firewood will be used until the evening.
Although this plane is very simple, it is also very hard.
Bai Weiwei felt that she was about to become a little girl selling matches.
Soon too.
After all, she is about to go to the streets to sell things.
Compared with matches, beauty skin care water is definitely more popular.
Bai Weiwei was thinking about how to make money while unconsciously taking care of Xia Ya.
For the amnesia brain problem, it is still the target of the vegetative state.
Her strategy is to take care, kiss, and brainwash the strategy of we are lovers.
When the favorability level reaches seven, it stops moving.
Bai Weiwei guessed that the time was not enough, and it took a long time for the two of them.
Even if Char's body is suspicious now, the two are not lovers now.
As long as she pretended not to know that he was awake, she kept taking care of him and loving him.
He could only see her alone.
After a long time, he can't even love her.
So Bai Weiwei looked at him with a smile and adjusted his sitting posture.
Put the only woolen blanket over his thighs.
When she seriously pressed the wool blanket for him.
Large brown braids, hanging down under the shoulders, are tied with a simple headband.
Not a single flower, or a little decoration.
Even poor girls always use cheap accessories on their hair.
Not to mention noble families.
Now the style of the upper class banquet is luxurious style.
Those women are too embarrassed to go out without jewelry and flowers on their heads.
The little witch carefully adjusted the position so that he could get the best sunlight.
Then I went to get another lady's scarf, it was a big red one.
Xia Ya was all warm up and down.
In fact, he doesn't need this, and he doesn't feel cold.
When the little witch was wrapping his scarf just now, her fingers touched his neck.
The slightest coolness swept across his skin.
She is cold.
And he has been wearing a shabby robe, which is just a simple inner shirt.
In this weather, it is also good luck to wear this without getting cold and sick.
Bai Weiwei fixed it for him, and couldn't help but slap her fingers.
The fresh and tender fingers are all frozen red marks.
Her fair skin was also red from the cold.
Like sweet cherries.
Still frozen.
Xia Ya's face was expressionless, and his gray-purple eyes stared at her like this.
The little witch jumped, and the tail of the whip moved with it.
Then she thought of something, turned around and smiled at him and said, "Xia Ya, after I make the herbs, I can sell them for money, and then I'll buy you new clothes."
Char: He doesn't want to sell money for witch poison.
Then I heard the little witch say to herself: "These herbs are non-toxic and can protect the skin. Women like this."