Chapter 2254 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (49)

His wrist bones are exquisite and powerful, and the back of the hand is clean, and the color of the blue veins is faintly visible.

Bai Weiwei's eyes brightened, and the love and praise in her eyes overflowed.

She couldn't help but hold her face in her hands and her face was flushed.

"very suitable."

Xia is actually a bit embarrassed, after all, is in the store.

People come and go.

Those customers and the boss are staring at him.

He hates this look.

But when Bai Weiwei’s stunned look came over.

The boredom in his heart was suddenly replaced by a strange joy.

Xia gently coughed, "Buy it."

Bai Weiwei immediately came over and reached for the clothes on his body.

The young girl's petite body is almost buried in his arms in order to get clothes.

Xia’s body is stiff and her breath is her breath.

Too sweet.

He even wants to take a sip.

This inexplicable joy is like being contagious and it takes a long time.

He saw a pile of clothes and a lady.

Rows of rows are cheap, but still pretty fashion skirts hung.

For the Duke adults, these skirts are too rudimentary.

But you can't go straight back and let your tailor make clothes for the little witch.

If you do this, you will definitely be stuffed.

But the little witch is so cute, even wearing a rudimentary robe looks good.

Xia thought while doing something that a man should not do.

With a sinister eye, he took out the best piece of tailoring.

Elegant skirts, rich red skirts, lace cuffs.

It is the most popular design of the Imperial Capital recently.

Although the material is really invisible, the design is still successful.

And... the size is just right.

Xiaya took the skirt and looked deep into Bai Weiwei.

See the little witch is killing the price.

Then he walked slowly through the skirt.

The Duke adults who bought the clothes and suffered the chanting of the little witch were in a very good mood.

"If you buy a skirt, you can only buy a winter dress, and nothing can be replaced."

She is not happy with her lips, and she complains from time to time.

The Duke’s adult was deep and gentle.

"Nothing, isn't there old clothes?"

Bai Weiwei is not happy, "I want Xia to wear new clothes."

Xia heard this sentence, the whole heart is like being soaked into the honey water, and mixed with a few traces of sourness.

These are all said to be heard by other men.

But nothing, anyway, the man is dead, definitely dead...

He thought of it here, his heart was loose.

It is even more difficult to resist the ups and downs of the heart.

[Hey, the man is so sensitive to sixty. 】

Bai Weiwei: Yeah, the water is flowing, and the clothes are good.

After returning home, Bai Weiwei went to cook.

Xia has gradually restored the taste buds.

For Bai Weiwei's meal... He thinks that all the poor are cooking this way.

I always feel that... the taste is unexpected.

Of course, because men who are beginning to fall in love, there is no IQ.

So even if you eat poison, it is as sweet as it is.

The little witch ran to the kitchen to be busy.

The window was lightly opened, and the Archbishop appeared, respectfully bowing his head.

He just wanted to call the Duke.

A book has already reached his face.

The sound of Xia Ya is very subtle, but it is terrible.

"Beep."

The Archbishop hurriedly hugged the book and took a stack of information from his arms.

Then I dare not say anything.

I quit.

And Xia took a stack of information, his eyes were dull.

This is the information of the man that the little witch likes.

What is the man she likes?

Why does she believe that he is her lover?

Suddenly he looked at the information that was stacked in the bag and wanted to ruin it.

"Xia."

Bai Weiwei’s voice suddenly sounded.

Xia was shocked, and when she turned her hand, she threw the information into the magic space.

He looked at the empty fingers and sighed out.

Then look back without expression.

I saw Bai Weiwei smiling and asked: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Xiaya stared at her quietly, and the light of the setting sun cast on him, stretching his slender shadow.

The serenity of the young man is so beautiful that it is as beautiful as the gods that come out of the oil paintings.

He suddenly smiled and smiled softly, diluting the beauty of his body.

"What Weiwei eats, I will eat."

Bai Weiwei’s eyes are all smiling, as if he were only in his eyes.

A pure girl is like a sudden gift, letting the ridiculous Duke of the sensation feel the urge to suppress.

Anyway, the man is dead.

Then... what about he replacing him.

Anyway, the little witch doesn't know, right?

[Hey, the male owner is sixty-five. 】

What's the last thing, good night?

(End of this chapter)