Chapter 2550 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (96)

Xia's twilight is cold to the extreme, but the thin red lips are laughing.

"Do you need me to help him raise him?"

Bai Weiwei squinted at the corner of the skirt with both hands and stared at him.

She seems to want to come over, but she thinks of something, she can only stand in the same place.

Xia extended her finger and a little magic appeared.

Illuminated his beautiful face without emotions.

Like the legendary cruel and **** duke, he finally revealed his coldest temper.

A teenager who has always been gentle to her.

There is no more patience.

Under his numb and cold expression, there is a despair that has no way back.

How to give in, how to disguise, how to imitate the man in her heart, she will not love him.

Then what else does he pretend.

He is never gentle, does not bother to play the piano, and does not like to say poor words and sweet words.

This is the thing that the little idiot is doing.

Why did he need to humble to this point?

[Square line for the squadron: 90. 】

Bai Weiwei originally felt that the atmosphere was a bit bad, and she also planned to say a few soft words.

When I heard the sound of the branch line, I suddenly got the courage to talk.

She slowly moved forward a few steps, some red eyes, no shackles.

"Xia, I won't fall in love with you because you are like him."

The light of Xia's fingertips trembled.

The girl’s firm voice, in the dark night, has a few soft, sweet tastes, but cruelly into the bones.

"Do you know? I fell in love with Xiaya because he is unique. Even if he is dead, I will never fall in love with another person like him."

Speaking of it, she smiled bitterly.

"Because I saw someone who is similar to him, I will only remind me that he is dead. I have no time to have a pain and have a feeling to love a substitute?"

Cruel words, but incredibly gentle.

"So you don't want to be a substitute, don't love me, Xia West should be proud, not so... humble."

Under the dull light.

The girl’s expression is so firm and soft, even with the agility and charm that is not available on weekdays.

She was covered in mud, and her delicate hair was messed up, and the roses and jewels were lost.

It’s so embarrassing.

Xia Ya stayed for a long time.

He was very pale, his eyes were flushed with blush, and the light of his fingertips was actually attacking magic.

Against the bones of the young Baron of Xia.

He wants to avenge her, to make her desperate and painful.

He was going to ruin the body and prevent her from resurrecting the little baron.

But seeing her seriously and trying to advise him, don't humble.

The light of Xia's fingertips was finally extinguished.

In the darkness, he hangs his neck in a decadent, and the hair falls to his eyes.

Bai Weiwei hesitated a moment and walked step by step.

She came to the coffin and seemed to be going to see the man in her heart in the coffin.

Sitting on the edge of the coffin, like a teenager who lost his family.

Suddenly, the voice was low and dumb. "If I didn't make a substitute for myself at the beginning, but I pursued you with my own identity, would you not be so resistant?"

He may have been wrong at first.

I have been trying my best to imitate the person she loves.

Will only remind her more.

The person she loves is the little baron.

Not him.

Bai Weiwei reached out and touched the fingers of the coffin and paused.

She hesitated for a long time before she looked at him.

The light color of the scorpion is clear and without resentment.

"You are fine, maybe..."

(End of this chapter)