Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 2477 The Witch of the Duke of Rose (19)

But he has no other channels to get his own memories.

She can only observe her every day.

As long as she is not harmless, she is good at him.

She does not believe that this Raiders target will not be heart-warming.

Just thinking so, I really heard the feeling of fifteen.

Bai Weiwei blinked and was very calm and not very proud.

After all, this is the result that she can certainly get in her plan.

She dragged Xia to the fire, and then began to heat some soup, as well as toasted hot bread.

Feed him a little more.

Xia can eat, and there is no problem with not swallowing it in her mouth.

She squeezed into a small piece of bread, gently touched his lips, and then pressed in with a little effort.

The pink fingertips, gently scraped through the thin lips, still with coolness.

She carefully held the plate and used a spoon to carefully bow her head.

Some meat was added to the soup.

These flesh were specially picked out by her and made him eat.

Xia's cold condensed her, and her eyes didn't move, but the meaning of the review was very strong.

At first he also doubted what purpose she had.

So many days get along.

Make sure she is really no purpose.

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

But when she finished, her ears were always red and incredible.

The face was also uplifted by blood, making it very red.

Although she has come to kiss him, she has never really used embarrassing methods.

It is cherished.

Like a kiss, I can make her feel hungry and feel happy.

What is this mood?

Xia was the first to come into contact with such a person.

He does not understand.

However, the little witch is harmless and true, which also led him to her, without initial killing.

Xia had originally wanted to contact the church people.

However, the church has not yet caught it.

His current situation is not suitable for immediate appearance.

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

So Xia did not move and continued to be his statue.

Feeded Shaia to the food and wiped his mouth again.

Thin fingertip skin, licking the beautiful thin lips of young blush.

It seems to be inadvertent.

However, it brings out the subtle feelings of numbness.

Bai Weiwei calmly lowered her eyes, took back her fingers, and then cleaned the dishes.

She only ate half a piece of bread herself, and her thin body was so fragile in her wide robes.

When she turned the plate and turned to wash.

The teenager in the chair, the light-colored eyelashes with the same color as the hair, slowly moved.

Then it was the gray-purple eyelids. It was a little bit difficult, but it was not like the previous one. It only solidified.

His dawn followed her back.

Watching her go out.

There is a simple kitchen with a variety of foods.

Xia thinks that the poor can get these foods almost.

If she is not a witch, she can go to the bright church door on Sunday to receive relief bread.

On the birthday of the bishop, you may still get a little meat, or a bag of potatoes.

A witch can be so mixed.

It also proves that she is not harmful.

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

Xia looked at her disappearing back.

He did not hang down the beautiful scorpion, pale face, innocent indifference.

Only thin lips, red and enchanted.

He suddenly got up slightly, like a few shots, and moved to the table.

Look at the table, the rest of the material.

(End of this chapter)