Chapter 2528 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (73)

Commanded some food supplements, hot towels and hot tea.

The only time the butler saw the girl.

It was late at night yesterday.

A petite figure suddenly ran out of the door.

Slim and beautiful shadow, stumbling.

But in the next moment, with a soft and strong hand, she stretched out from the door and took her back.

Even a trace of sound did not come out.

The girl didn't have time to show up. Only when she was hugged into the room, the weak fingers seemed to grab the door.

But eventually the fingertips slid over the door panel and disappeared without catching anything.

The door closed again, as if nothing had happened.

The butler was too scared to guard the door in the middle of the night.

Can only be far away.

Just waiting to hear if the ringing of the bell is ringing, dare to take the people to the gate.

If you don't see what you should see, your life may not be preserved.

The burning flame of the fireplace warms up the entire gorgeous and comfortable room.

The bright and flamboyant bed, a layer of gauze lingering quietly.

A slender and elegant figure came down from the bed.

The teenager barefooted, draped in his pajamas at random, revealing the skin on his chest, and the scattered and frivolous traces appeared on the fair skin.

He is like any aristocrat who is mediocre and obsessed with something.

The purple eyelid LI is even over-satisfied.

Xiaya walked slowly to the front of the door and opened the door halfway.

The butler waited with his head down.

When I saw the door open, I respectfully pressed my head lower.

Then there is no sound, no more than a dozen people, put a plate of things, all sent to the entry.

No one dared to look up.

Then he turned around and went out.

The door was closed again.

The housekeeper left with a dozen slaves silently.

The gorgeous and huge castle is still depressed and quiet.

No one dares to disturb the Duke.

Xia took up the warm honey water, went to bed, and gently picked up the sleeping girl from the thick quilt.

Then I took a sip of water and fed it to her.

The juvenile eyelashes pressed against the deep dawn, a thick purple, looming.

He fed the water and his face pressed against her soft cheek.

"Hot fever."

He whispered.

The face is perfect and delicate, and the expression is a little annoyed.

Then he reached out and drew a healing magical array in the air.

The golden magical power, flowing smoothly into the girl's body in his arms.

After less than a while, she breathed hot and the temperature finally dropped.

Bai Weiwei's frowning brows are also gentle.

Her lips trembled and seemed to want to wake up.

A finger, but gently hold her eyebrows.

Xia is coveted and her face is waiting calmly.

Soon she fell into the deepest sleep.

After all, I am sick and need a good rest.

In these few days, as long as she is conscious, she must make trouble with him.

Obviously knowing that he couldn’t run away, he was like a poor butterfly who had broken his wings and struggled pitifully.

Xia looked worried and looked uncomfortable.

But even more angry.

When you are angry, you can't control your behavior.

Let her be more afraid of him.

It is simply a vicious circle.

Although he feels that these days of experience is actually more like a beautiful dream.

But Wei Wei may not think so.

Xiaya restored her sensible eyes and was upset.

He looked helplessly at the sleeping white Wei Wei.

For a time, she did not dare to let her wake up.

Instead, she hugged her half-smallly, just like the evil dragon guarding the princess who was robbed. She was guarded with the most vicious and cautious minds day and night, and dared not leave half a step.

Bai Weiwei didn't know how long she slept. She felt that she was going to die, and she was distressed.

She actually bought a substitute sticker.

The result is... not enough!

The value of life is so worthless, and the heart of the mosquitoes in summer is gone.

What's the last thing, good night?

(End of this chapter)