Chapter 2474 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (16)

In the dark, the boy finally got up slowly.

His beautiful fingertips, not too slow to catch the blanket that slipped from the knee.

The worn blanket is heavy, but it can be seen for a long time.

Xia's cold and delicate face, even if it endures severe pain, there is no change.

The aristocracy of his aristocracy was forbearing, even if it suffered enormous pain.

Also maintain an elegant posture.

Xia slowly got up and finally turned back.

The scattered hair on the forehead, some fell under the eyes.

He didn't waste his energy, combing his hair, but looking through the gaps in his hair and looking at the table.

On the long mahogany table, all kinds of messy materials are placed.

In the middle of the table, a small figure squatted.

A large robe slipped over the shoulders.

Women's shirts are thin, white shirts are also a bit large.

When the girl was crouching, some chaotic scorpions fell on the thin back.

Because of the posture, it reveals a fragile neck and a shoulder line with no power.

In the darkness, the teenager was expressionless and stared at her quietly.

It seems to be watching if she is sleeping.

He held the back of the chair with one hand, and he could see that the posture was bare, but the back was still straight, making the figure more slender and pleasing.

It seems that brewing power, he waited for a while.

Only slowly, step by step gently.

When he came to the table, he barely raised his hand and made a snap.

Snapped.

The room suddenly lit up.

Not an oil lamp, not a candle.

It is bright magic.

Xia used a little bit of magic, and the smell was a little uneven.

But his white, snowy face is still cold and there is no trace of fluctuations.

The little witch groaned, and she was not covered by the arm and half of her face, appearing in the light.

Her delicate brows were wrinkled, her white face, and a few traces of shackles.

The lips are blushing but somewhat dry.

She has been taking care of him for these days.

Never take care of yourself.

From time to time, I also saw her getting up at night and giving him a quilt.

Worried that he had a gap in the quilt and was blown by the cold wind.

Xia Ya stood quietly at the table, and the twilight was still very cold.

He thought for a moment before reaching out and slender fingers fell on her neck.

With a little strength, she can break her neck.

Killing a witch is a task and a habit for him.

But when the fingertip touched her skin, she found out how cold she was.

It’s cold... like a corpse.

Xia’s fingertips trembled and suddenly recovered.

The action was too big and his face was pale.

With both hands on the table, I could barely stand.

This adventure to the Dragon Holy Land is really a mistake.

He is still too young to harness the power of the dragon's sacred bones.

It is too reluctant.

However, there are too many dirty things in the family, and it has shaken his interests.

If he does not stand at the top of the imperial power.

Then... the family power is not necessarily in the hand.

Xia was cold in her mouth and spit out a name.

If you know someone, you will be shocked.

Because he used an unusually thin tone, he called the king's name coldly.

Xia looked at the little witch, and the purple scorpion was so cold that it shook.

So poor, don't learn to relieve others.

Poor death, cold death, starvation is a deserved.

Xiaya re-reached her hand, and the white fingertips, such as the white snow of the mountains, were more delicate and cold.

The fingertips fell gently on her hair.

A few traces of magic, fell into her body.

Her skin warmed up again, her brows wrinkled and she relaxed a little.

Xia’s beautiful and clear purple eyes showed a slight fluctuation.

When Bai Weiwei was woken up by the system, the darkness of the room was full.

The delicate teenager is still sitting quietly in the chair.

The wool blanket is still covered in the legs.

However, the degree of goodwill has become ten.

(End of this chapter)