Chapter 2479： Witch of the Duke of Rose (21)

Chapter 2479 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (21)

And Bai Weiwei, who is in his arms, has been jealous.

Why don't you feel good?

Did she go backwards?

Will be an infatuated girl, acting as a person who doubts that she has lost her memory.

I didn’t think of it, the skeleton that the original master came.

It is a real person.

The potion did not play a role.

The brain has nothing to do with memory.

However, her grief and success have made this aristocratic teenager who has always been calm and gloomy, for the first time doubting her own brain.

Bai Weiwei waited, waited until he fell asleep and did not see the good feelings.

This iron-hearted ruthless ghost.

Normal people lose their memory, even if their brains are blank.

But at least sympathy.

And people are very tolerant to those who love themselves.

Even if you don't like it, you won't hate it.

Before he remembered the memory, he saw that she had to fight against the world for him.

Shouldn’t it be said?

Bai Weiwei sleeps while morally condemning the character of Raiders.

Quiet room, all kinds of messy tables and chairs.

The flowers are hanging on the walls, the flames in the fireplace, and occasionally a few clicks.

If it was before, this place.

Xia is unable to tolerate her own foot.

He sat quietly, under the light eyelashes, the gray-purple eyes were beautiful.

The skin is cold and snowy, and under the light, there is a thrilling aristocratic pale sensation.

Grand Duke of Rose.

Not only because he likes roses.

It is also because the Duke of Xia, more delicate and beautiful than the rose.

The flower of the empire is the title given to him by the most authoritative aristocratic circle in private.

Of course there is another title, a cold arbitrator.

The duke and the great Duke of the Great, have never been sympathetic to any sinful and dirty things.

Strict, cold, and without feelings.

This made everyone in the empire dare not give him a hint of guilt.

Even his appearance, the beauty is too shocking.

Xia's gaze fell, just to see her long and curled eyelashes, because the sleep was heavy, the eyelashes were quietly hanging.

The delicate complexion on her face was soft and tender, under a dark yellow light.

Also does not damage a trace of color.

She is very beautiful, like the little angels in the court paintings.

Nothing infiltrated the black of a witch.

Even brown hair is not dyed by black magic.

But the true color is this.

If it is not the mark of the witch on her body.

At first glance, he could not tell if she was a witch.

Xiaya is silent for a long time, hidden in the middle half of the shadow, the outline is surprisingly perfect.

I don't know how long it took, he finally moved.

It's like breaking the ice from a little bit in the ice.

His body began to move slowly.

First finger, gently tremble.

Then the arm.

Finally, the slender fingers finally fell on the back of the girl in her arms.

The thin back of his finger made his brow wrinkled.

Then he slowly hooked her waist and let her pour into her arm.

The girl’s long hair is already messy.

I took care of him all day and couldn’t care for myself.

Xia Ya quietly looked at her face for a while, the purple scorpion, still secretly can not see any emotions.

Then he reached out his other hand and gently pointed his fingertips to pick up her hair band.

Rough straps fall to the ground.

And her long, thick and smooth hair has spread out.

(End of this chapter)