Chapter 2535 The Witch of Duke Rose (58)

After eating, Bai Weiwei cleared the table.

As if there was something mysterious, she said to Xiaya, "Wait for me."

Char is casting some healing magic on himself.

He felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, and it would be better after a few spells.

Bai Weiwei had already closed the door.

He looked at the door, reached out and snapped his fingers lightly.

A thick stack of parchment paper appeared hidden on the table.

More than a dozen birds were controlled to fly in.

Grab the parchment and fly out.

This is a recent official business, and a pile has accumulated.

It can only be solved easily when writing the medicine list.

Then, when the little witch doesn't know, send the official business back.

Seeing that the birds were flying away, Xiaya turned around calmly and was about to leave the window.

The door opened.

The time is just right.

Xia Ya just thought so, but looked up for a moment.

Bai Weiwei came out with her skirt carefully, her brown hair as smooth and beautiful as hot chocolate fell behind her.

The red headband, neatly tied with a soft bow, hangs on the left side of the hair, and the bangs are scattered from the headband.

Her delicate and fair face was flushed like a rose.

The dress was the one he had chosen.

A dark red skirt, fitted and smoothly tailored, flowed down her slender waist.

The soft skirt was in the shape of a petal, quietly blooming around her ankles.

The skirt is made of cheap fabric though.

But it can't be held that it is a work that follows the trend.

The best-looking design in Imperial Capital this year, even if it is made of cheap fabrics, you can see the gorgeous effect.

Not to mention the person who can tell the truth, is as beautiful as a pure porcelain doll.

Bai Weiwei held up her skirt and stood a little uncomfortable.

Seeing him staring at her without moving, his face couldn't help blushing.

"Doesn't it look good?"

The boy's eyelashes moved, and he finally recovered.

He seemed to be a little hot, reaching out and pulling his already messy collar.

Beautiful collarbone, exposed.

His fingertips accidentally rubbed against his collarbone, and his fingertips turned white.

Then Xiaya walked slowly to the little witch.

His eyes are extremely rich and deep, the purple in his eyes is like a river, and there is a sense of suffocation and glamour.

Bai Weiwei couldn't help staring into his eyes.

These are too beautiful eyes.

Even if there is no emotion at all, it can be demagogic.

Her eyes were watery and her face was even redder.

As if shy, she just turned her face away.

A pair of hands gently held her face, the soft cheek skin, in the palm of the boy, was as gentle as holding a flower.

His eyes moved slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Be good, don't move."

Bai Weiwei was obedient and did not move.

But her eyes wandered, as if she couldn't stand being stared at him like that.

Xia Ya couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, and then his fingers came to her hairband.

The fluffy bow was untied by him dexterously.

A red headband slipped through his fingers.

The young man bowed his head earnestly, his broken hair fell under his eyes, and his eyes were extremely focused.

Even more concentrated than facing the skeleton of the holy dragon.

The fingertips were very finely wrapped around the corner of the red ribbon, and then tied in a small knot at the end.

A gorgeous and beautiful rose flower that could almost look like the real one appeared on her ear.

He knitted her unprofessional bow into a rose flower that required skill.

Bai Weiwei was a little curious, she raised her eyes, but couldn't see Rose.