Chapter 304

Bell's house.

Belle took out a book from her bag and turned her smile into a surprise.

Although she likes Gray's gift very much, she prefers books to gifts. She thinks this book is more surprising than bags.

"Thank you. I like it very much."

"Continue!" Gray smiled and nodded to belle.

"And?" Belle was even happier. She put her hand into her bag again and felt she had grasped a book.

"How?" Belle looked surprised, put the book on the table, put her hand in again, and then took out another book.

Before long, there were more than a dozen books on the table, and she was still taking them out.

"Gray told me, how many books are there?" Belle excitedly put down her bag, jumped into gray's arms and asked excitedly.

Gray held her in his arms and sat down in the recliner he took out, mysteriously raising two fingers.

"Two hundred?" Belle widened her beautiful eyes, then offered a kiss excitedly, "my God, I love you."

After ten minutes of eloquence competition, gray looked down at Belle's watery eyes. "Honey, this is the list of books in it. You can get the book you want according to your heart."

Belle took the list, sat on Gray's lap and began to take books from it. Before long, she took out 200 books.

"I want to make a notebook to record my collection of books and books I have read, so that I will know which one to take next time." Belle calculated and got up to find her notebook.

But his majesty had the opportunity to feel her soft body again for several days. Naturally, he was not willing to let go and took out a beautiful blank notebook from his backpack.

"Maybe you can name it Belle's book catalog." Gray smiled.

"Let go of me. I'll write down the names of every book." Belle tried to break free of his arm.

"Isn't there a list? Just clip it into your notebook. "

"No, I want to read one by one, so that my memory will be deeper, so that I can know which one to read next time."

"All right, but write it here." Gray grabbed Belle's hand and put it on his chest with his notebook. He pointed to the bag. Books jumped out of the bag. He passed by them and waited for belle to record.

Belle stared into his eyes for two seconds, but surrendered. She sat on his lap, put her notebook on his chest and began to record. Sometimes she wanted to open it, she just needed to wave the tip of her pen gently at the book, and the book would open by herself, then close it by herself and jump into the bag when she didn't need it.

After recording the names and general information of 200 books tirelessly, Belle also felt a little sore in her arm and a little tired in her spirit.

But gray had closed her eyes and began to sleep. Belle sighed, rubbed her wrists, held his waist, put her head against his chest and began to rest.

She felt that gray had a faint fragrance, very slight but very comfortable, so that she could relax her brain and quickly go to sleep.

"Huh?"

Belle felt vaguely that something had kicked her face, like a finger poking her face.

Thinking that gray was playing a trick on herself, Belle opened her eyes and found that it was not, but a small foot, an elf.

She didn't know when she went here to sleep and kicked her face uneasily.

She opened Gray's hand carefully. Belle was ready to get up, but she couldn't move.

"I'm going to cook." Belle whispered. She knew the pretender could hear.

Gray really opened his eyes, picked up a fruit from the side and said, "I can make a dinner with this."

"Of course, you are so magical, but I want to cook you dinner myself."

"I mean no magic." Gray smiled mysteriously.

"How is it possible without magic?" Belle's beautiful eyes widened a little, indicating that she didn't believe it. If magic was still possible, even gray couldn't make a dinner with only one apple without magic.

Looking at the lovely beauty, Gray said it was certainly possible, otherwise make a bet.

Belle, who is sure that the other party must have no chance, will not be afraid. She will bet if she says that she can't do it. It's a bluff.

"Watch it!" Gray showed the look of his prey taking the bait. Although there was no bet, it was fun enough.

After weighing the fruit in his hand, gray suddenly threw the fruit towards the corner.

In Belle's questioning eyes, the fruit slapped on the witch's head. The witch who roamed in the ocean of knowledge woke up, raised her head and looked innocently.

"Go cook." Gray ordered with a serious face, "don't forget that you are a maid and do your essential work."

Feeling the oppression in her brain, the witch bit her teeth, slapped, put down the wizard's manual heavily, and stomped her feet towards the kitchen.

"Is that what you said about making a dinner with a fruit?" Belle stared at him strangely.

Gray was not at all embarrassed. "Is there anything you can't do?"

Besides helping him finish his research on wild animals in the castle these days, agate learned to cook in the kitchen, learn to make tea with Mrs. teapot, learn to clean and serve the master with other furniture.

In short, under the cultivation of gray, Miss witch is making great strides towards a qualified maid. It's not difficult to defeat her for a mere dinner.

"You're cheating." Belle is not convinced. How can this method be regarded as making a dinner with a fruit? If so, she can make a dinner with one word.

The witch lady walked into the kitchen. After glancing at it, several petals fell, and the tableware in the kitchen began to cook automatically.

Nodding, she turned out of the kitchen, took the manual and went into the kitchen again. Although she didn't need to do it, since gray didn't allow her to reveal her witch identity, pretend it.

Reading in the kitchen is no different from reading in the living room.

"Let me help her. She may not be able to help herself." Said belle.

"Don't worry, she can do it well. Trust her." Gray shook his head and reached for his bag. "Let's read together."

"Is this a magic bag?" Belle knew later that she had been attracted by books before. She didn't notice that the bag that can hold so many books itself is an unusual bag.

His majesty smiled proudly, "I made this bag myself. It is as big as a wardrobe and can hold hundreds of books."

He used magic to expand the internal space of the bag, and then used dust removal magic, waterproof magic, weight reduction magic, curing magic and other magic on it, which can barely be regarded as a space bag.

Although there were 200 books in it, weighing dozens of kilograms, Belle couldn't feel the weight in the bag at all, as if she was carrying an empty bag.

"Of course, you can also pack other things, some small jewelry, jewelry and so on."

"No, I'll fill it with books." Belle shook her head firmly, stood up and walked to a temporary bookshelf. She packed many books on it into her bag, leaving only a few books on it, which she was reading.

"Gray, why do you have so many books?" After calming down, Belle recovered from the ecstasy of getting a lot of books and began to think rationally.

"Mr. beast is so poor that he has only books left. I have to let him pay me with books." Gray said easily.

"How can this be? You should ask for something for yourself." Belle knows that as long as gray books must be for himself, although she is very moved, she still hopes he can consider himself.

Books can still be bought with money, but only once can he help the beast return to normal, and this can at least give him a title.