Chapter 2,253 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (48)

She ran around and didn't know how sensitive her identity was.

The witch was wiped out almost.

The bright church is in order to win over the people.

With exaggerated propaganda, the witches have all been wiped out.

In fact, there are still fish that slip through the net.

So the church is still secretly searching for the remaining witches.

The little witch may be arrested and executed by the church.

Thinking of this, Xia took the hand of her waist and couldn't help but work harder.

It is too dangerous.

For her, the world is full of malice.

And this heavy malice is still brought about by his policies.

Xia's nephew is dull, pressing the uneasiness in her heart.

It seems that I have to think of a way to remove the witch imprint on her body.

Or... to forgive the rest of the witches.

No longer hunt down the witch.

Xia Ya has turned some plans in her heart.

He noticed that Bai Weiwei's doubtful eyes did not reveal a clue.

Then he held her hand with his fingers, and the boy’s voice was soft. "Let's go home."

No she is at home.

I feel that I am not used to it.

Bai Weiwei nodded and suddenly thought of something. She smiled and said: "Xia, let's go buy clothes."

Xia has never bought clothes.

His clothes are designed by private tailors.

What the Emperor is popular, the tailor team will design what it will be.

Anyway, he has never been bothered by his clothes, food and shelter in his life.

But for the little witch, take her to buy clothes.

It seems to be a particularly grand event.

She looked at the iron coins with a serious and cute look. "The clothes at home are old, and some are not fit. Are you growing taller?"

Xia heard that the clothes didn't fit, and the brow couldn't help but jump.

Doesn't it fit because she admits the wrong person?

Xia Ya stood quietly and did not pick up this topic.

I even think that the unsuitable clothes at home are best thrown.

There are those books, those that are full of all traces of the man.

It’s a little bit, it’s gone.

The thought just got up and his brow wrinkled up.

When did he start, he actually had this problem.

Not just playing?

Bai Weiwei took out a good-looking civilian dress and turned to Xia and said, "You try, Xia."

The crisp exchanges call back Xia’s thoughts.

He looked at her quietly, his twilight was deep, and there were even a few doubts.

Bai Weiwei’s eyes were clear and she said with a smile: “Don’t like it? Then I will pick one more.”

Xiaya was silent for a while before she slowly shook her head. "No, it looks good."

After all, others choose clothes for him.

This is the first time.

Then he reached out and took the clothes.

Fingertips licked her finger.

Warm and soft.

His action paused and it seemed strange.

All the strange thoughts began to emerge because of a doubt.

The Duke of the Great who has always been born in this respect.

The performance at the moment is simply awkward.

He grabbed his clothes and slid at his body.

Because it is the choice of winter long coat.

So directly draping can be seen as inappropriate.

The juvenile's body is unusually good-looking and not too strong.

It may be the reason of the aristocratic life, and his face is also very white and beautiful.

There is no excessively weak beauty that the nobles admire.

Instead, I bring a cold and clear Jun.

Even if it is draped in civilian clothes, it does not detract from his semi-extraordinary beauty.

Xia reached out her fingers, and did not slow down the collar of the jacket, and the tie was not tied.

Just arbitrarily draped.

(End of this chapter)