Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2492 The Witch of the Rose Duke (12)

  Bai Weiwei wanted to show that she and him were real lovers.

  Worried that the other party would notice that something was wrong, it was trying to create an atmosphere of passionate love between two people.

  But the opponent can't move now.

   Apart from kissing, there is nothing else to do.

  So I kissed hard, not kissing for nothing.

  Xiaar's head went from being dazed, to feeling disgusted, to numb.

   Sure enough, witches are evil.

  So shameless, so...still shameless.

  The pretty young man's pale and thin complexion suddenly showed an inconspicuous blush.

  Like a pink rose growing in the white snow.

  【Ding, the hero's favorability is two. 】

  Bai Weiwei: "..."

   It seems that he is not only a wayward ghost, but also a stingy guy.

   Two points and two points up, are you embarrassed?

  Bai Weiwei sat in Xia Ya's arms and made up some stories about their love.

  Why did he chase her back then.

   Went bankrupt and bought a lot of jewelry for her.

  Char: "..."

  Bai Weiwei: "And for me, I ran to three towns to buy me honey cakes."

  Char: "..."

  Bai Weiwei: "For me, no princess or duke's daughter will even look at her."

  Char: He did not look at it, but it has nothing to do with her.

  Bai Weiwei: "Also, you will play the piano and sing love songs to me in the middle of the night."

  Char: "..."

  Bai Weiwei held her face shyly, "Later, I still agree to your marriage proposal."

  When seeing a woman, the Duke of Rose who only kicks away: "..."

   Who proposed and is he the type to propose?

   Ridiculous.

  The little witch chattered for a long time.

  Char felt that he was about to fall asleep.

  And a kiss fell gently on his forehead, the girl's voice was sweet, gentle and soft.

   "Shaar, although I know you can't hear me, I'm still worried that you won't be able to move and you'll be bored, so I have to say something more to you."

   Under Xia's eyelashes, the cold purple eyes implied a coldness.

  But because of this sentence, he trembled.

  In his line of sight, under the little witch's flushed eyes, the skin on her face was soft and clean.

   What's cleaner is her smile that is as sweet as her pupils.

  Honey is the same.

  Although what he said was all nonsense and ridiculous things.

   But it seems that there is no smell of blood, nor the smell of black magic.

   Apart from pouring the resurrection potion on him, there was no other strange action.

  Even if she is a witch, she is too clumsy to know anything.

   Can't do magic, can't dodge, and won't be an evil little witch.

  Bai Weiwei said a lot of sweet words.

   There are also many fictional stories.

   Try hard to have the concept that the two of them are lovers in Char's mind.

   It's only natural that the favorability level hasn't increased much. After all, people who lose their memory don't mean they're mentally retarded. You have to be suspicious.

  During dinner, Bai Weiwei boiled broth and fed it to the boy little by little.

   After all, you must maintain your lover's personality.

   Always treat him better, otherwise he will doubt her words even more.

   It doesn’t matter if Shaar doesn’t need to eat, the magic energy in his body can maintain the state of the body.

  But when the little witch carefully blew on the broth, and then fed him little by little with a small spoon.

   He didn't spit it out.

   Being unable to move does not mean that you cannot reject food.

   This physical instinct is still there.

  The little witch muttered with laughter, "There is no food at home again. I will make more herbs to sell tomorrow, so you won't be hungry."

  Char stared at the smile on her face, his eyes were deep.

  After eating, Bai Weiwei took out hot water and gently wiped Xia's face, hands and feet.

  He just grew out, clean, take a bath and wait until tomorrow.

   This is the first time for Char to be served so rudely.

   His face was reddened.

  Because of the cold weather, it snowed at night.

  Bai Weiwei lit the fire, and dragged Shaar's chair to the fire with great effort.

  Worried that he was cold, she squatted in front of him, clasped his hands in her hands, and laughed hard.

   "When I sell herbs and get rich, I will buy you gloves."

  Shaar's body is still in severe pain. After all, it is not easy to squeeze and digest power.

  He has always been used to forbearance, and he is also used to digesting silently in the dark.

  In the past, if someone dared to disturb him when he was digesting his power.

  He has the heart to kill.

  The little witch pressed his cold fingers to her face, and smiled sweetly.

  She said: "This way it won't be cold, Char."

   Fanatical, humble, and pitiful.

  Xiaar sneered in his heart, admiring him so much.

   It's... nasty.

  【Ding, the hero's favorability is seven. 】

   Good night for the last update

  (end of this chapter)