Chapter 2499 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (19)

But he has no other way to get his memory.

Just watch her every day.

As long as she behaved harmlessly, she kept being nice to him.

She didn't believe that this strategy target would not be tempted.

Just thinking this way, I heard that the favorability is fifteen.

Bai Weiwei squinted her eyes, she was extremely calm and not very complacent.

After all, this is the result of her plan, which is a matter of course.

She dragged Char to the stove, and then started to heat up some vegetable soup and toast hot bread.

Feed him little by little.

Xiaya can eat, and there is no problem of not swallowing it in his mouth.

The bread she pinched into small pieces touched his lips lightly, and then pressed it in with a little more force.

The pink fingertips gently scraped over the thin lips, still feeling cool.

She carefully held the plate and scooped up the vegetable soup with a spoon.

Some meat was added to the vegetable soup.

These meats were specially picked out by her and given to him to eat.

Xiaya stared at her coldly, his eyes didn't move much, but the sense of scrutiny was very strong.

At first he doubted what purpose she had.

After getting along for a few days.

Make sure she really has no purpose.

Even when wiping his body, he was serious and meticulous.

But when she finished wiping, her ears would always be unbelievably red.

His face was also flushed with blood, making him very red.

Although she came to kiss him presumptuously, she never really used a profane way.

But cherish it very much.

It was as if a kiss could make her feel happy even if she was hungry or cold.

What mood is this?

Xia Ya is the first time to come into contact with this kind of person.

He doesn't understand.

But it was true that the little witch was harmless, which also caused him to have no initial intention to kill her.

Shaar originally wanted to contact people from the church.

But the spies of the church have not been caught yet.

His current situation is not suitable for him to appear immediately.

After all, if you want to kill him, now is the best time.

So Xiaya didn't move and continued to be his statue.

After feeding Xia Ya, he wiped his mouth again.

The thin skin of the fingertips rubbed against the beautiful thin lips of the young man Yanhong.

Like casually.

But it brought out a subtle feeling of numbness.

Bai Weiwei lowered her eyes calmly, retracted her fingers, and cleaned up the tableware.

She only ate half a slice of bread herself, and her thin body was pitifully fragile in the wide robe.

When she was holding the plate and turned to wash it.

The boy on the chair slowly moved his light-colored eyelashes that were the same color as his hair.

Then came the gray-purple eyes, which turned a bit, with some difficulty, but they were no longer as frozen as before.

His eyes followed her back.

Watch her go out.

There is a very humble small kitchen here, and the variety of food in it.

Xiaya felt that the poor man could almost get the food.

If she wasn't a witch, she could still go to the door of the Church of Light on Sundays to receive relief bread.

On the bishop's birthday, he might even get a little meat, or a bag of potatoes.

A witch can be so miserable.

It also proved that she did no harm.

Because most of the wealth of witches comes from harming people, poisoning, and various curses.

Xiaya looked at her disappearing back.

He unhurriedly lowered his beautiful eyes, pale face, and flawless indifference.

There are only thin lips, so red that it is bewitching.

He got up suddenly and gently, as if slowing down a few beats, and moved to the table.

Looking at the table, those remaining materials.