Chapter 2540： The Witch of the Duke of Rose (86)

Chapter 2540 Witch of the Duke of Rose (86)

The man is nothing but a real power. Even after death, it is only a low-level cemetery in the family, a skeleton that no one worships.

The baron gave her only poverty.

Why is she, she is not willing to look at him.

Xiaya left her thigh, and the slender young boy sat on the carpet casually, holding his hands on the carpet and squinting and laughing.

"Just so... want to go out?"

Bai Weiwei’s eyes narrowed and her breathing was a little bit messy, and then she refused to speak.

What a shame.

He was debunked by his purpose, and he would not even say anything to him.

Xia Ya felt that the fire in her heart had to come out again.

He took advantage of this time, like a cat that was satisfied, and the beast in his heart was suppressed and not released.

So I can face her so disgusted attitude and keep her reason.

However, he found himself still very unbearable, and she was right in his indifference.

Xia's bad hooks, the thin lips of the blush, are as fascinating as the petals.

His dark purple scorpion is full of fascination.

A teenager is like a devil who is beautiful to make a crime, with beautiful fingers and a smile.

It is surprisingly strong.

"You want to go out, you have to make me happy. Or, like me."

This sentence is almost in the tone of the command.

He has too little patience with her.

When she liked him, he was patient and even felt that he could be a substitute for a hundred years.

But when she found out that she liked the wrong person, he was even rejected as a substitute.

He turned into her horrible possessiveness for her patience.

Bai Weiwei couldn't help but fall on him.

Her brow wrinkled and her face was red, and she couldn't stand this scene.

Then she whispered: "You are shameless, shameless."

Xia Ya lazy, "You can actually make it harder to listen, and the more you make me happy."

Xia looked at the antique mechanical clock and moved forward a little.

His tone is low and hoarse. "This is the last chance. If you let go, you will not let me go out if you like me."

Those rumors that she is weak.

He did not stop.

Because she may not be able to get out of her door for a lifetime, isn't it the best excuse for getting sick?

When Bai Weiwei heard it, she finally couldn't bear to stand up. She couldn't wait to step on him.

The anger made her look of death and a beautiful light.

She seems to want to marry him.

Xia looked up at her and knew that she would not admit defeat.

She doesn't like him.

So death can't tell her what she likes.

Xia's hand stretched out, no one was holding it, and he was lazy and fascinated in the purple sable, flashing a few self-deprecating helplessness.

I just have to take my hand back.

Suddenly at the palm of your hand, the soft, feathery touch flashed past.

He looked up strangely, but saw Bai Weiwei reaching out and seemed to hold it.

But in the next second, she bit her lip and regretted it, and wanted to take it back.

Xia instinctively took her hand and pulled her into her arms.

Bai Weiwei even took a skirt and was held by Xia.

He was excited and excited. "How come, think of how to make me happy, or will I like to say that I like me?"

Bai Weiwei is stiff and seems to want to escape.

But as long as she tried hard, he tightened his arm and pressed her into his arms.

"Let me hug you, maybe I will be happy to let you go out."

She did not move at once, quiet.

The suffocation in Xia’s eyes disappeared a few points.

This is a good start, as long as she is willing to contact herself, one day she will really accept him.

Xia Ya holds her, thinking purely and darkly.

Bai Weiwei, who was hiding in his arms, was silent for a long time before hesitated and whispered, "Are you happy?"

Xia is lazy: "Well," he said.

Bai Weiwei asked again: "Can I go out?"

Xia: "I suddenly became unhappy."

Bai Weiwei: "..."

Xia: "Of course if you kiss me..."

Bai Weiwei hesitated and hesitated, finally cautiously, and kissed his delicate jaw.

Xia Ya was slow, and it was incredible to bow.

He just spoke a word, and he didn't think it could be realized.

Bai Weiwei has re-coveted, under the eyelashes of the dark crow, look stunned. "Can you?"

But I don't know why, when her voice is soft and there is a pleading.

"Are you happy?"

His heart was scratched a bit.

"... happy."

He whispered.

[Hey, the male master is eighty-five. 】

The happiest thing is not to bully her, but to be willing to approach him, even if it is hypocritical.

What's the last thing, good night?

(End of this chapter)