Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2499 The Witch of the Rose Duke (19)

  But he has no other way to get his memory.

   You can only observe her every day.

  As long as she behaves harmlessly, she will be nice to him.

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

  I just thought so, and sure enough, I heard that the favorability is fifteen.

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

   After all, this is the result of her plan, which can be obtained as a matter of course.

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

   Feed him little by little.

  Char can eat, and he doesn't have the problem of not swallowing it in his mouth.

   The bread she kneaded 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.

  Shaar 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.

  The face was also flushed with blood, making it very red.

  Although she kissed him presumptuously, she never really used a profane way.

   But cherish it very much.

  It's like a kiss can make her feel happy even if she is hungry and cold.

  What mood is this?

   It was the first time Char had come into contact with this kind of person.

  He doesn't understand.

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

  Char 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 to appear immediately.

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

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

  After feeding Shaar the food, he wiped his mouth again.

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

   It seems casual.

  But it brings out a subtle feeling of numbness.

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

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

  When she turned around to wash the dishes.

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

  Then the gray-purple eyes turned around, with some difficulty, but they were no longer frozen like before.

  His gaze followed her back.

   Watch her walk out.

  Here is a very humble small kitchen, the types of food in it.

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

  If she is not a witch, she can still go to the door of the Church of Light on Sundays to receive relief bread.

  Meet the bishop's birthday, and maybe get a little meat, or a bag of potatoes.

  A witch can be so miserable.

   also proved that she did no harm.

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

  Char looked at her disappearing back.

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

  Only thin lips, red and bewitching.

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

  Looking at the remaining materials on the table.

  (end of this chapter)