Transmigrated Female Support: Male God, Addicted to Teasing

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After leaving the forest, Su Kui lived directly in Dyson's palace.

Dyson was very happy about her arrival.

Even the maids were surprised to find that this unsmiling prince, because of the beautiful girl, showed more and more smiles.

The bright eyes seemed to glow, and the whole person was alive.

More and more close to the image of an 18-year-old boy.

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The spring is brilliant.

It's time for a ball at the palace.

The noble ladies, dressed in gorgeous long skirts, walked through the crowd at an elegant pace.

They carried wine glasses, smiled and gently raised their hands to cover their red lips, and the flowers twitched.

The witch sat at the corner, looking at the scene with her chin, and sighed to Dyson: "It looks so good ~"

Dyson was stunned for a moment, then said naturally: "I think you look better."

Today's witch is dressed by his own hands. The purple dress is dotted with gems, and the gradient from light purple to deep purple is like the most dazzling starry sky.

The makeup is exquisite, and she has a red lipstick on her lips. She wears a diamond necklace and looks beautiful.

Dyson was keenly aware that many noble princes had stared at her.

Therefore, Dyson must sit here and look at her inseparably! She cannot be touched by other men, and Dyson is still waiting for her first dance today.

Witch holding her chin, did not answer, but looked at the scene obsessively.

They were all very cute girls. The witch couldn't help but lick the corners of her lips and murmured: "It looks so pretty ~ blood must be delicious too?"

Those bad guys ’hearts are dirty and smelly. If it ’s not to maintain body function, she really does n’t want to eat those disgusting things ...

"Do you want to drink their blood?" The green eyes of Dyson light up, and the tone is about to move. "Maybe, I can grab a few for you to try. Such a young and fresh body, you must be like it. ! "

He really wanted to keep her all the time, but the witch was like a gust of wind that he couldn't catch. If she didn't pay attention, she might slip away from his fingers mischievously.

"Ah ... good ..." The witch was so fascinated that she didn't understand what Dyson was saying.

It was just a nod of conditioned reflex. When she reacted a few seconds later, she immediately grabbed Dyson standing up and warned: "Little boy, what are you doing ?!"

"Of course, to prepare fresh food for you," Dyson's eyes are innocent, and his green eyes are clean and clear like a clear spring.

The witch has a headache, "I'm kidding! Our witch is also well-formed? We will only start with the wicked, these are still little girls, just think about it."

Hearing the words, Dyson replied sternly, "But now there are no other witches to supervise you. They don't know whose heart you eat, don't they?"

The teenager smiled innocently, "So, as long as you like, I can take it for you--"

The witch moved.

But soon, she held back the hesitation and shook her head firmly.

"No, Dyson!"

If I were to change someone, I would have been impressed by the spoils of young people?

In that gentle tone, cruel and cold words were spoken, but there was no sense of disobedience.

Who can resist it?

Dyson heard the displeasure in the witch's tone and dropped her shoulders, "Okay ..."