Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2540 The Witch of the Rose Duke (63)

   Produced by the supermarket, with its own anti-reconnaissance effect, no matter how powerful people are, they are ordinary ribbons.

   After all, Shaar is not some little baron, but the famous Duke of Rose.

   I don't know how powerful the magic is.

  In order not to disfigure her face, she really racked her brains...to die.

   Speaking of it is all tears.

  Bai Weiwei could only smile in the wind and weep silently, with her beautiful face.

   Stomped on the main mission.

   Favorability, goodbye.

  Sub-line Xiaoba, it's **** ruthless.

  The magician coughed softly, "Okay, please tie the ribbon, and then prepare to announce the oath, sign and press the fingerprint."

   Save money on ribbons.

   But there is no oath swearing link to save three iron coins.

  Char reached out and took the ribbon in her hand.

  He seemed to be careless, rubbing his fingers against the black ribbon, and there was a bit of a witch's breath, but it was already very faint.

   There should be nothing unusual.

  In fact, this is his instinctive action, and he takes a few extra glances at anything normal.

  Suspicious and cautious have always been his strengths.

  Char didn't really check it out either, since the ribbon doesn't have any offensive side magic.

   Then even if there are other small differences.

   Don't worry too much.

  His eyelashes droop slightly, and the purple light in his beautiful pupils is clear and clean.

   Almost piously, he held the little witch's finger, hooked his fingertips, and slowly interlaced his fingers tightly.

   Then the boy smiled and wrapped the ribbon around both hands.

  The soft black strap wraps around the wrist.

   Until the **** are wrapped.

   While tying the knot, Char naturally lowered his head, bit the corner of the strap, and tied the knot with one hand.

  When the young man bowed his head, his white back was slightly exposed under his collar, and his beautiful neck was extremely elegant.

  As if on purpose, his thin lips softly brushed against the inside of her delicate wrist.

  A gentle, ambiguous, yet extremely domineering kiss was branded like this.

  Bai Weiwei flicked her wrist, bit her lip and said nothing.

  Shaar raised his eyebrows and smiled even more happily.

   Then he stood up straight, as if ordering his servants.

   "Let's take the oath."

  The vow is nothing more than whether it is sickness or happiness, the two will join hands for a lifetime of old age.

  Before Shaar heard this, he felt so stupid.

  But when you hear: "Gods witness, under the glory, Vivi Ayrin, you are willing to regard the man by your side as your only reliance for the rest of your life. Lover, your husband will never change, and your love will never diminish."

  The girl beside her had an extremely sweet smile.

  She looked up at him, her eyes were bright, her tone was calm and solemn, "Of course, I am willing."

   At this moment, Xiaya's mind was violently turbulent, and even his breathing stopped.

  Bai Weiwei's fingers were wrapped in his palm.

  This heavy warmth made His Excellency feel an indescribable beauty.

  Shaar lowered his eyes, and there was also a pure smile in his eyes.

  He heard the magician ask: "Shaya West, would you..."

   Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help but say: "I am willing."

   Originally, there was still a dark trick in my heart, thinking about suppressing people in my hands.

  Marriage can also be used as a tool to bind people.

  But at this moment, there was no reluctance in his heart.

   On the contrary, he really felt that this was the only wedding in his life.

  【Ding, the hero's favorability is seventy-five. 】

  (end of this chapter)