Chapter 2517 The Witch of Duke Rose (40)

Xia Ya squeezed the beauty water tightly and released it again, worrying that it was broken again.

Then he lightly pursed his thin lips, and lowered his eyes as if disdainfully, "I can make 10,000 of this stuff a day."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to swallow the words back.

What is he doing with all this shit?

If he hadn't played with her, he wouldn't have touched these cheap things.

Bai Weiwei put her face on her hands and stared at him face to face.

The eyes are light and soft, and the love is deep like the sea.

The corners of her lips couldn't help rising, and her voice was soft and sweet.

"Yeah, my Xia is the best."

The love and admiration in her eyes were not hidden, it was hotter and more beautiful than that flame.

Xia Ya raised her eyes, her eyes fixed on her face for a while, and then she suddenly lowered her eyelashes.

He was silent for a moment, then snorted coldly.

"Who is yours."

The girl looked at him sweetly, the light and shadow were beautiful, and her face was like a flower.

"Huh? If you don't like that statement, then..."

Her face was close to him, her delicate skin was like snow, and her long eyelashes trembled.

She said slowly, "I'm from Xia, that's fine."

This is too casual.

It sounded like a joke.

But the affection in her eyes was not joking at all.

Xiaya's breathing paused for a while, as if stunned.

After a long time, he continued to focus on the beauty water in his hand.

The beauty water that seems to be easy to make just now.

At this moment, it was bumping and bumping, and it became extremely difficult.

He accidentally cut off some material again.

Looking at Bai Weiwei in embarrassment.

But found the little witch, staring at the fire.

It seems that she can always listen to and obey his words.

There is something in my heart that is breaking out of the shell.

It seems sweet and astringent.

Xia Ya couldn't tell, but didn't have the strength to stop it.

[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability is fifty. 】

When sleeping, Xi Ya lay directly on the chair in the hall.

A few chairs were barely made into a long and narrow single bed.

He rested his hands on the back of his head and listened carefully to the sounds in the room without sleep.

She fell asleep.

Breathing is unusually even.

Char felt that the game seemed to be out of control.

She doesn't love him.

It was the man who couldn't die any longer.

Who is that man?

He doesn't think that in this world, there is anyone who looks similar to him and is not famous.

And it's aristocratic.

Xia Ya was thinking, and suddenly heard something, and immediately got up and came to the window.

Window open.

A man in a white hooded robe kneels respectfully.

"Lord Duke."

He is the helm of the Church of Light, the Archbishop.

Xia Ya's soft emotions just now were swept away.

The young man's face was indifferent and his temperament was cold and cruel.

"how have you been?"

The archbishop immediately said: "Infighting has begun in the palace, and His Majesty has no time to take care of the Duke."

Xiaya: "Continue to let them fight."

The king's sons, how can the king's old man be devastated if he doesn't use it.

The archbishop should be, and then respectfully held Xia Ya's hand and lightly touched his forehead.

This is a sincere gift.

Don't wait for the archbishop to say flattering words such as the blessing of light.

There was a sudden knock on the door of the room.

With a face on Xiaya's side, he stretched out his feet and kicked the archbishop out.

The window closed automatically immediately.

He threw himself down on the chair quickly, and didn't wait to close his eyes.

I saw Bai Weiwei's head and stuck it out from behind the door.

"Xia Ya, did you hear anything?"

Xia Ya replied coldly, "No."

Bai Weiwei smiled, "It may be the wind's voice."

After speaking, she hugged a soft blanket, ran over suddenly, and put the quilt on his body.

She lowered her head and kissed his cheek, and said with a sweet smile, "Good night then, Xiaya."

After she finished speaking, she happily turned around and ran into the room.

Xia was silent.

Then he pulled the quilt and pursed his lips.

But he couldn't hold back the smile on his lips.

[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability rating is fifty-five. 】