Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2560 The Witch of the Rose Duke (84)

  This sentence is obviously extremely humble.

  He said as if he didn't care.

   Accompanied by subtle resistance and powerless struggle.

   "Whenever you like me, you can go out."

   Like pity, the young man's low voice sounded depressed.

   "So, hurry up and like me."

   I like you uncle!

  Bai Weiwei held the most expensive and best cherry cold dessert in the imperial capital this year, and ate it expressionlessly.

   If you don’t eat more, your body will break down sooner or later.

  Her fingers were shaking while holding the spoon.

  People can't be too tired, too tired is like her, trembling hands and feet, slow brain, advanced Alzheimer's and Parkinson's.

  The man who agreed is more tired.

   If you are too tired to die, then you are dead.

  Bai Weiwei finished her dessert, the maid lowered her head, packed up and left without saying a word.

  The second maid came over immediately and brought a porcelain bone cup decorated with flowers.

   Inside is warm sweet tea and several plates of delicate biscuits.

   Huge living room with huge stained glass windows.

  It is snowing heavily outside.

  The blood-red roses, climbing outside the glass window, are extremely coquettish.

  The living room is as warm as spring.

  A dozen maids lined up to serve their masters, and the fire in the fireplace was a magical flame.

   Ensure that the entire castle is not cold.

  A beautiful long-haired cat, lying obediently at Bai Weiwei's feet, meowing flatteringly.

  The carpet is still made of the most expensive animal fur.

   There are gorgeous decorations everywhere where money is pitted against each other.

  Candlestick lamps are still made of gold.

  Money corrupts people's hearts, Bai Weiwei sighed if she hadn't seen the big scene.

   It is estimated that they were all corrupted by Shaar's move.

   This top aristocratic living standard.

  Even in the imperial capital, there are not many who can be as luxurious as Shaar.

  Bai Weiwei said that she was not corrupted by this thing, so she drank the sweet tea with a blank expression.

  It’s good to add more sugar, she has lost a few pounds.

   If you lose weight, you will become a skeleton, and you don't need to care about the punishment of the branch line, it will automatically disfigure you.

  While drinking tea, Bai Weiwei looked at the heavy snow outside the window.

  Her witch's mark is still there.

   But she was imprisoned by an abnormally overbearing force, and no magic test could reveal her identity.

   Now there is no chance to jump.

   Just verbal blows are no longer enough to make the stand-in move forward.

  Besides, the verbal blow is too much, Char will not do anything...he will do that too.

   Now he is enjoying himself.

   Just wait for her to retaliate against him verbally.

  He likes to take advantage of the problem.

  Bai Weiwei refused to be tricked, so she could only think of other ways to stimulate him.

  The only way to stimulate him now is cheating and wearing a cuckold.

   But there are maids around.

  As long as it is a man, even the housekeeper will not show up.

  Even if she shows up occasionally, she will be more than three meters away from her, and the time will not exceed three seconds.

  Actually, a maid...is fine too.

but…

  Bai Weiwei glanced at the maids resentfully.

  All of them are over forty years old.

   Rather than a maid, it is better to say a mother.

   Moreover, they are also dumb nuns, all of whom have received the most professional training and never speak.

  It's useless for her to talk to herself no matter how much she talks to herself.

   Can’t get out, can’t buy a green hat.

  Bai Weiwei sighed expressionlessly. These days, the imprisonment is as old-fashioned as Shaar.

   I haven’t seen many of them.

  Is there anything new about imprisoning other than that?

  Even the imprisoned stalks of novels have begun to innovate.

  What imprisoned to do homework.

   Imprisoned and brushed the exam questions.

   Imprisoned and recited pi...

  This sounds worse than the old captivity memes.

  (end of this chapter)