Chapter 2610 The Witch of Duke Rose (Extra)

Bai Weiwei stayed in this plane for five years.

For five years, the dragon thought of ways to create chance encounters every day.

The most ruthless times, is to become her next door neighbor.

Use shape-shifting magic to turn yourself into a beautiful girl, and then find a way to make friends.

Bai Weiwei and the system looked at the target of the strategy every day, wearing a skirt, pinching the orchid fingers, and calling out to the little sister and the little sister.

That indescribable experience.

It's really funny.

Later, it was exposed, and Xia Ya became an old woman selling vegetables again, thinking of ways to sell vegetables to her at a reduced price every day.

Still holding her hand and saying that you are like my dead daughter.

Otherwise, you can be my goddaughter.

Bai Weiwei: "..."

Fuck your uncle, so she exposed him mercilessly.

He immediately ran away with an old vegetable basket.

Later, he turned into a lazy cat again, and stayed by her window every day.

Then she fed him salted fish every day.

She made the salted fish herself.

Later, he collapsed due to diarrhea and had to go back to the castle to lie down.

the last time.

He came to her house, a delicate young man, still as beautiful as ever after several years of experience.

He is more gentle.

Holding a bunch of red roses, like a lovable little cutie, she smiled brilliantly.

"It's windy and rainy outside, so I'll come in and hide for a while, okay?"

Bai Weiwei's cold eyes looked at him calmly for a long time before she turned around and said, "Come in, and leave as soon as the rain stops."

Xia came in happily.

She was knitting a sweater, stitch by stitch, beautifully.

The firelight by the fireplace reflected the girl's snow-like face, extremely pure.

Xiaya is like a master, without a trace of embarrassment.

He took the book himself, lay down on the reclining chair, and watched quietly.

The pages were not turned from the beginning to the end.

He just quietly stared at her profile through the gaps in the pages.

It's raining outside.

The old house is warm, but unusually peaceful.

When the rain was a little lighter, the boy suddenly whispered, "Can I have a cup of hot tea?"

Bai Weiwei paused, then she looked up at him.

But he only saw his beautiful violet eyes, reflecting her shadow, gentle and affectionate.

A boy who thought he would die in three years.

It's been five years now.

The magic that desperately snatches life from the god of death, I don't know what the price will be for him.

His skin has countless hidden red lines.

It was a wound that had broken apart and was stitched back with healing magic.

The wounds are too many, too deep, too tragic.

Therefore, the healing magic that never leaves any traces can't keep him safe.

Bai Weiwei got up and walked slowly to the kitchen.

And after Xia Ya heard her footsteps and walked in, he put down the book.

Then he reached out and took out a note and placed it on the table.

And the rain outside the window stopped with a light and lazy snap of his fingers.

Light spots began to appear on the boy's body.

The beautiful fingers, the delicate face, and the splendid eyes are all illusory.

The recliner creaked, and the boy's body gradually dissipated.

Countless points of light are as gorgeous as the rain of those gold coins.

he loves her.

Love burns everything about herself, just to give her everything that is beautiful and splendid.

Unfortunately, my body couldn't hold it.

The teenager smiled, it's okay, she didn't love him.

So it won't be too sad and won't know the news of his death.

I thought he was tired of playing this game and left.

She will...will forget him in the future.