Chapter 2561 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (107)

Bai Weiwei rolled up the bandage a little, and the effect of the medicine was not good.

The wound is healed very slowly.

She puts things in the basket.

Every day, Xiaya takes a void and takes a look, as if it is normal.

She could not bear to tear him down.

Even an amnesia can play like the family.

But the weakness of the installation is very powerful.

The wound healed so slowly, listening to the system that he was taking her every time she fell asleep, she would remove the bandage and dig her own wound again.

Bai Weiwei finished listening: "..."

It’s a monk, a werewolf, a wolverine.

I dare not compare.

A Raiders target that can be self-harming.

Bai Weiwei said that he should be careful, worrying that the abuse is too much, causing him to become over-black.

It’s not a big deal to suddenly destroy the world and go with her.

Lianlong has changed.

It is only a matter of minutes to become a neuropathy.

Bai Weiwei put the soup into the bowl, and then she carefully blows it and blows away the heat from it.

Xia is lying on a soft mattress.

He was afraid that the place was uncomfortable, and even the mattress was sent with the bedding.

In the kingdom of gold coins, there are countless flashing treasures.

A small, warm nest appears.

A teenager who has the power to control space can get everything by raising his hand.

The butler at the Rose Castle was not surprised to see that there was something missing.

Even happy, after all, this unique space control power, only the Duke of Rose.

This means that the Duke is not a big deal.

As for why it does not appear, there must be any big conspiracy to brew.

After all, the royal family has already jumped over the wall.

The butler is responsible for cooking the kitchen for three meals a day, and then letting the food disappear automatically.

Today's butler is still the most responsible.

Bai Weiwei was on the side of Xia, bowing his head and feeding him soup.

The juvenile eyelids are still childish and clear, and the scales on them are beautiful and fascinating.

He leaned his head, and on the perfect face, there was a sense of inhumanity.

And in his purple eyes, there is only a deep affection.

Bai Weiwei's brow wrinkled and his eyes appeared a little troubled.

It seems that his eyes are too bothered.

But when she saw the serious injury in his chest, she couldn't help but sigh, and finally she was not willing to say anything.

Everything is like the beginning.

Warm and quiet.

Although the expression of the little witch is sometimes very difficult.

But when she forced her to lock her, her hatred was much better.

Xia saw her feed him, turned and went to pick up the food box, and the beautiful and ignorant eyes appeared dark and hot.

He coveted, holding on to his heart and rushing up to her desire.

It is time to step by step.

Can't screw it up again.

This road is not going to work, and I can only use her feelings to keep her.

Then eroded her life a little bit.

He does not believe that he can still win a dead person.

No matter how deep she feels about the dead.

It certainly takes a long time.

The great magician is very old, and he will sign a symbiotic contract with her later.

Then their age will be the same.

For such a long time, she will definitely forget the dead.

After all, there is no time for the dead.

And he has.

Xia's dull eyes, calculations and conspiracy made his twilight deeper.

He held out his fingers and licked his nose and covered his nose. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but smack a smile.

(End of this chapter)