Chapter 929： God descends (40)

"Coloa, stay."

The man's low voice was very close to her.

Fu Yue paused, she turned her head with her lips pressed, and then slowly bent her lips, like a puppet, with her mouth rising, revealing a stiff smile.

"Prince Charles, what's the matter?"

Cold and alienated.

Charles didn't care about the obvious alienation of the girl from him.

"Cloa, I really want to know your secret. Of course, I believe I will know it someday... don't you think so? Cloya."

Fu Yue replied with a smile.

"Prince Charles, what nonsense are you talking about, Cloya doesn't understand at all... Yeah, my mother is calling me. Goodbye, Your Royal Highness."

Finished.

Fu Yue got into the gorgeous carriage like a dexterous bird, then opened the curtain and waved goodbye to Charles.

Charles was taken aback.

For a long time, until the carriage disappeared from sight, the man's face reappeared with a gentleman's smile, and slowly said, "Croya..."

Suddenly weird.

Fu Yue had just arrived home, and she had not had time to change the court gown she was wearing. It started to rain outside.

The storm is coming. The black cloud layer is thick and silent, and the cloud layer is toward the top of the mountain in the distance. The world was dizzy, and there was only the sound of rumbling rain outside the window.

Everything in the world seemed to fade away in a blink of an eye, and there was only a cloud of darkness that seemed to be able to swallow everything.

Fu Yue glanced at the heavy rain outside the window. The rain was a bit heavy and could not be stopped for a while.

So Fu Yue went to take a bath first.

The weather was originally cold, but the fireplace was burning in the room, which added a bit of warmth to the cold and gloomy room.

...

Cyrel the robot thoughtfully brought clean towels and cheerful clothes to his dear host.

Fu Yue came out after taking a shower.

Not surprisingly, Ciller was waiting at the door for her to come out.

The blond beauty leaned slightly.

"Master, let Siler dry your hair."

Fu Yue nodded.

Her robot has such hoisting skills, of course she doesn't mind getting light.

Save trouble.

Celer lowered her beautiful eyelashes, while helping Fu Yue to open her hair--

He saw the girl's back exposing her forehead and her neck, with faint traces on it, which looked like delicate peach petals.

The beautiful robot glared.

His snow-white fingertips lifted slightly and touched the girl's slender neck.

Fu Yue was shivered by the ice.

"!!!what are you doing?"

The girl's reaction was a little big because she was ticklish.

"Master, what is this?"

As he said, Ciller stretched out five slender fingers, held Fu Yue's shoulder, broke her toward her side, and then reached out to poke the wound on her neck.

Fu Yue touched it subconsciously.

I thought about it, with someone, in the castle...Hoddle is a dog.

Fu Yue cursed this person from the bottom of her heart.

"the host?"

Celer raised his hand again and shook the corner of Fu Yue's clothes.

Fu Yue raised her eyes and met the melancholic and beautiful blue eyes of the blonde beauty. What was hidden inside was fleeting sadness.

Fu Yue: "..."

bad.

Hoddle is Sweetie, but Ciller is also Sweetie...

Now the grievances in the eyes of her own little robot who are accusing her, why does she have a guilty conscience of being caught by cheating?

Fu Yue said that it hurts.

"Mosquito bites."

Very unconcerned answer.