Please give everything to Her Royal Highness

Doris lowered her eyes regretfully, "It's really... consistent."

She always had a bright smile on her face, even now after sighing.

As long as she raises the corners of her mouth and maintains a perfect arc, she seems to have become the beloved, confident and free party queen again.

She stood up from the sofa nonchalantly, and only then did Grace see her bare white shoulders turning red from the cold between opening and closing the door.

The white knuckles were covered with some bloody bruises from slamming the door of his unstained fingers.

At this moment, Grace looked at her steadily, inexplicably feeling that she could understand Doris.

are of the same kind.

The same kind of people are also living in the dark caves.

Seeing that Grace was not moving, Doris waved to Grace, urging her freely and freely,

"Let's go and finish painting as soon as possible."

All the previous weaknesses were quickly buried on the surface of strength.

"never mind……"

Grace murmured under her breath, fighting against her stubborn self to give up.

Not everyone will act like a pitiful little dog like Afro, but actually act like a pervert after drinking...

"You can take a sip if you need to."

Doris stood still in place, her dim eyes seemed to have gathered a little light. She was stunned and surprised, and her long eyelashes kept fluttering.

He seemed to be thinking about something quickly.

Finally she let out another sigh of relief, as expected,

"As expected... it's always the same."

Grace frowned and stared at her, "What do you mean?"

Underneath the forced indifference is a soft heart, exactly like a cat, and the paw pads are always surprisingly soft under the sharp claws.

Sure enough it's still cute.

Doris' mood became relieved, and she smiled sincerely at Grace,

"It means I'm irresponsible when I'm drunk..."

"Miss Doris, I only promise to drink a little. I have other things to do in the evening."

Grace took a step back and deliberately adjusted her collar, as if she wanted to look serious.

"But you can tell me your troubles, and I won't listen carefully because there's no need."

Children always like to pretend to be adults, and their personalities are like cats, proud and untamable.

Doris opened the wine cabinet and rummaged through the low-alcohol wine. She nodded as if coaxing a child, and replied in a long voice,

"I know, I know, let's drink first and then talk."

"What about the portraits?"

"Don't worry about that kind of thing, little sister..."

"What about the money?"

"I'll give it to you when the time comes, and I'll also put my lip print on the card. How about making you happy?"

Seeing Grace's face gradually becoming gloomy, but also regretful that she had to drink with her because of her soft heart, Doris's heart beat with joy.

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"No need, I just need money."

Grace once again left indifferent words that fit her temperament.

Doris's mood was very subtle, neither too good nor too bad.

Some people always like to appreciate the twisted moments when others are in conflict with themselves internally and externally.

The same is true for Doris. She has to admit that Grace is very cute like this...

An invitation or a conversation that is too straightforward will make people suspicious of the motives.

But if you are cautious and make a choice that goes against your will, you will feel the indescribable satisfaction of breaking through the resistance because of yourself.

Like a jigsaw puzzle, the good and bad aspects of Grace are pieced together to make it complete.

The scale is just right now.

As for the person knocking on the door outside the window, she didn't care.

……

Doris is a woman with elegant taste and artistic flavor. There is no dirt allowed in her witch-like hut, and every place is clean and dust-free.

The exquisite wine cabinet is made of expensive golden nanmu, and like a city wall surrounds the carpeted wine tasting sofa area in the center of the room, it is grand and elegant.

The drinking area is a bit dark, and the chandeliers on the ceiling ambiguously outline the light and shadow, creating a subtle atmosphere.

Above the wine cabinet is a sculpture of Avro's favorite goddess. The so-called god opened his arms and lowered his eyes, looking down at the two people drinking.

Grace quietly crossed her legs and walked around the place. From the wide variety of alcoholic beverages to the atmospheric layout, she had to admit that this place was a paradise for drunkards.

Doris skillfully took out a glass of dark brown red wine from the wine cabinet, placed it gently on the round table in front of her and asked,

"What's wrong? After looking around, is there anything you want to drink?"

Grace glanced at the labeled wine bottle and the two wine glasses that had been arranged in advance. She sat upright like a lady and shook her head.

"I don't like it very much."

The prey seemed to have stepped into a trap. Doris's charming eyebrows blinked and she asked expectantly,

"Then let me recommend one to you?"

Grace looked at the wine cabinet and felt at a loss as to where to start. She nodded, "Okay, the temperature should be a little lower."

"I know best what the underage children like to drink."

Miss Doris smiled delicately, turned around and started searching the wine cabinet.

I was looked down upon for no reason.

Grace frowned subconsciously.

Miss Doris's graceful and curvy figure bent down in front of the wine cabinet. She was busy for a while without knowing what to do, and finally took out a bottle of red wine with a white label, and poured it into the bottle where the girl could not see it. Put a little fluorescent powder, shake it up, and then say casually,

"Rosa Chateau? Has Grace ever tasted it? The aftertaste is refreshing and slightly sweet. It is a wine suitable for children."

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"Miss Doris, you shouldn't have treated me like a child the moment you proposed drinking with me."

Grace looked coldly at Miss Doris, who smiled brightly at her with an older attitude, raised her head and reminded,

"We are partners for now, right?"

Seeing someone slightly raising his chin like a hair, Doris raised her lips and smiled, holding the wine bottle and walking towards Grace, while jokingly saying,

"Is this because of pride?"

The long skirt swayed gently in the steps of high heels. Doris sat down lazily in front of Grace, raised her eyebrows and coaxed,

"What's wrong? Angry?"

Grace, who crossed her arms and looked directly at her coldly, said calmly,

"No, shouldn't we create a good conversation environment?"

Doris opened the cork with a pop, poured the gurgling scarlet wine liquid into the goblet, pushed it in front of Grace, and retorted in a deliberately long tone,

"Isn't it friendly now?"

"..."

Grace took a sip of red wine and said nothing.

Doris laughed softly again. She supported her head and sat side by side, which reflected a woman's arms as white as lotus joints, and her beautiful, well-jointed fingers as slender as a pianist's.

The moment she let go of the goblet and unfolded it, it seemed like she could catch everything she wanted.

She stared at Grace lovingly, as if admiring a cute animal,

"Is there anything you want to say or ask?"

Grace held the goblet, lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then asked slowly,

"Why did you choose to give up magic?"

She came closer in surprise and raised her eyebrows.

"I thought you would care who is outside the door?"

"It's quite rude to pry into other people's secrets, and you won't tell me."

"so smart."

Doris licked her lower lip and praised, her deep eyes constantly scanning the girl's cheeks that didn't know what the sun was.

"But exploring other people's lives is a very interesting thing, isn't it? Sometimes you can't help but explore something deeper..."

She paused, still unfinished, took a sip of red wine, and stared directly into Grace's eyes, "Especially for people like us."

The bright red lips left a reddish mark on the rim of the cup, but it gave people an absurd and dislocated feeling of being marked.

People have thousands of ways to live, and Grace will not criticize others too much for their behavior.

But she had to admit that in that aggressive golden gaze, Grace could sense that Doris was the most difficult person for her to deal with.

To accept her as an accomplice, one must undertake this curious exploration.

"Understandable."

Grace simply echoed her, then took a sip of red wine which was the best way to soften the intrusion.

Suddenly, Doris's eyebrows curved, she put her hands together with a snap, and suggested as if she had an idea,

"Then how about playing truth or dare."

"Truth game?" - It is a game that Grace is unwilling to participate in.

Doris twisted her silver hair and explained,

"You can only tell the truth. If you don't want to answer, just drink. Whether it's true or not depends on the trust between individuals."

Under the dim light, the light and shadow on her face were blurred, but what remained unchanged was the desire to dig out something from herself at any time in her eyes.

Grace shook her head, she sat on the side and excused herself,

"But... I only agreed to have one drink."

At some point, Doris had finished drinking the red wine in her goblet. She poured another glass with a splash, gently swaying the scarlet-bloody wine.

"Then just lie once. Don't you also want to know something from me?"

The soft voice is like a devil's whisper, inviting Grace to participate in the game.

Anyway, in the end, I only drank the last drink I promised Miss Doris...

"Deal." - Grace held the goblet.

Doris smiled charmingly, and pushed the bottle of low-alcohol wine forward.

"Sister first."

When people lie, they always have subtle expressions.

Grace planned to stare at Doris's expression to judge the authenticity of the words, although this may not work for her who talks too much.

"Have you seen me before?"

The question was so simple that it seemed that Miss Doris couldn't accept it. She blinked her long eyelashes and stood up from the sofa in surprise.