"Marshmallow, I'm sorry." She said.
With this sentence, she was stunned, and the marshmallow was also stunned.
Cotton candy asks carefully: "a Zhao, you just, why say sorry to me?"
A Zhao was at a loss: "why I don't know why. "
Just that moment of sudden emotion, now has disappeared, even a piece of engraved traces have not left.
Marshmallow is silent down, the little expectation that rises in the heart falls empty.
It was at this time that Messia found her.
"Lily, how did you get here?"
A Zhao stood up from the ground: "sister Messia."
Missia looked at her low look, and instantly saw her thoughts: "if you want to go to your majesty, you are not successful. Are you so sad to cry here?"
A Zhao: "ah Actually, I didn't... " I was so sad that I cried.
"No need to explain," she interrupted. "I understand. I was young
A Zhao: "I really don't have..."
"You are too young." Said missia.
"What?" A Zhao looks confused.
Messia looked at her as if she were a stranger. "Your Majesty doesn't like little girls. Even if you succeed in attracting your Majesty's attention, you can't turn your majesty to bed, can you? "
A Zhao: "ah?"
Missia: "so don't think about it so much for a nine year old girl. Love herself, eat and drink, and dress up beautifully. With your looks like lily, you must be gorgeous when you grow up. Then... "
"Then we will seduce our cold Lord," said missia with a look of expectation
A Zhao was stunned.
The other side really regarded "sleepy king" as a legitimate project.
"Messiah." The cold voice suddenly appeared in the ears of the two people. "Is it too idle recently?"
Missia quickly changed her expression and was very serious: "Your Majesty."
"As the chambermaid of the devil's palace, please pay attention to your words and deeds."
"Yes, your majesty." Micea replied.
But she added quickly: "if your majesty wants to find someone to sleep with, don't forget me."
A Zhao did not hear the demon king's reply any more. He did not know whether he was angry, or felt that there was no need for such a reply.
But soon, her ear again thought of the devil's familiar cold voice: "you, don't want to hit my idea."
A Zhao: "it's just
She looked at micea, and the other side looked as usual, apparently speaking to herself alone.
She looked down at herself. Her little white hands were soft, with a trace of baby fat.
She's just a nine year old girl!
What makes everyone think so crazy about themselves?
Or is it that the people in the devil kingdom are open like this?
She opened her mouth and suddenly realized that she didn't need to speak and that consciousness could pass on her ideas.
"Your Majesty, please don't insult me! I like you, worship you, and want to follow you, without that dirty desire. "
"And let me stress once again that I am only nine years old, your majesty, and I have seven years to go before I come of age."
The devil lowered his long eyelashes and gave a cold smile: "well, I hope you remember today's words."
A Zhao: "it's just
Why does this person's speech make people's teeth itch like that?
"Lily, Lily?" Micea called her twice. "Why are you so stupid again?"