Xiuxian became the king of witches

The unfavorable beauty and performance in the past have completely lost their effect in front of the witch, and Weisha has no idea what else she can do to impress the other party.

In other words, there is no bargaining chip to exchange, and they can only silently yearn for the witch's favor.

"It seems that my consolation yesterday was not enough."

Fingers gently stroked the smooth long hair, and the witch's kiss fell on the pink head.

"I don't want to hear you say such meaningful words in a heavy tone."

The gentle voice lingered in Weisha's ears, making the lost heart a little more confused.

She had no idea what the witch was trying to say.

"Besides, shouldn't it be more provocative when you say such things?"

The frivolous Lanxi caressed Weisha's skin, causing her tense body to relax quickly.

Immediately afterwards, a charming voice that was different from the past burst out from the witch's bright red lips.

"It's going to be like this—"

The paused sound was like a hot magic bullet, which suddenly exploded in Weisha's tangled heart.

"I want ~ want ~/~/~/"

It was just simple words, but it was like the most violent sandstorm swept Weisha's hesitation in her heart, and her sparkling eyes suddenly lifted up.

"Really! I'm not kidding you!"

The corners of Weisha's coquettish mouth twitched, but it seemed that she was not so much angry as she was trying to cover up the out-of-control confusion and panic in her heart.

"But I'm not joking either."

Seeing the fading haze on Weisha's face, Higrit hummed softly and pressed against the girl's snow-white forehead, her crooked smiling eyes radiated clear starlight.

"you you……"

Weisha's sharp teeth stopped completely, and her flushed face didn't know how to respond.

"Didn't you hear clearly? Then let me say it again."

Warm pearls slid down from the corners of his eyes, and the tears that could hold back the sorrows were easily surrendered under the comfort of the witch.

"I want to--"

Without giving the witch another chance to flirt, the fiery love directly blocked the other party's words.

……

..., stumbled into the corner of the hanger.

……

"Of course I would."

The pink crystal pupils were moistened for a long time, and once again glowed with a new brilliance, and Weisha's crystal-clear mouth also provoked a teasing smile.

"...I'm afraid that if I do this, I will be killed by a group of your other friends tomorrow."

There are subtle complaints in the happiness, and Higrit naturally understands Weisha's uneasiness.

"I know what you think of me."

The witch, who had always been aloof, laughed a little self-deprecatingly at this moment.

"You must think that I am a big carrot who can't help but strike at a cute girl?"

"no……"

Obviously she really thought so in her heart, but when she saw Higrit's expression, Weisha couldn't help but soft-heartedly defended her.

"Okay, your eyes can't fool me."

Squeezing the tip of Weisha's small nose, Higrit continued to sigh softly:

"Don't get too entangled in it. I think it's because of my fascination that you have the chance."

The white foreheads were pressed together again.

"It's just my fault."

The brilliance in the galaxy is swaying gently, facing this beautiful, domineering and calm witch, Weisha just feels that she has no choice but to love her.

"No, Lily..."

The title hidden in my heart couldn't help but blurted out.

"So you wanted to call me that."

Seeing the girl flustered for her, Higrit couldn't help laughing again.

"Of course, forgot that card?"

Weisha, who had adjusted her state, was not shy, but took the initiative to bring up the past.

"At that time, you were quite deliberate."

After receiving such a poor evaluation from the witch, Weisha pouted and looked a little unhappy.

"I don't know how to chase girls, so of course I can only follow the gourd."

Speaking of this, Weisha slightly turned her gaze away.

"...Actually, it was already at that time... It should be said that it was when we first met..."

"Already in love with me?"

Seeing Weisha start to falter, Higrit took the conversation seriously again.

"Narcissist! How could it be so fast!"

Glancing at the witch's big flickering eyes, Weisha could only look further away.

"I just thought how could there be such a beautiful person in the world...with such an unbelievable aura, such a profound insight...just moved."

After removing the original heavy disguise, the girl's innocent demeanor can touch people's hearts even more, but inexplicable waves appeared in the witch's heart.

"...It feels like I'm really guilty."

The witch's sudden change of subject made Weisha stunned.

"I obviously don't know how to respond to love."

The brilliant starry eyes were like the dawn of the night, and they slowly lowered down in deep thought.

"To be honest, I am shamelessly enjoying the feeling of being loved by you."

Hearing Higrit's self-blaming words, a wave of heat completely broke through the gap in Weisha's heart.

"I don't allow you to talk about yourself like that!"

Weisha's slender fingers slowly stroked the long black hair, imitating the usual behavior of a witch, and she also touched this detached and independent fairy in response.

"I can clearly feel your love! And it is irreplaceably important to me!"

The girl was a little emotional during the speech, and suddenly took Higrit's face with both hands, and then squeezed it hard, which made the witch a little distracted for a while.

"And I'm not soft-tempered! It's only because of you that I can tolerate my partner being so fickle!"

The resistance on her cheek made the witch temporarily unable to speak.

"Ugh..."

Under Weisha's rubbing of that beautiful face, it showed a kind of cuteness that couldn't be put down.

"From a rational point of view, I always feel that I don't deserve to monopolize your love at all. This is also my own independent and serious choice, so please stop putting on such a cute look!"

"..."

The witch wanted to restrain Weisha's wrist, but seeing the other party's shining pink eyes, she sighed secretly and gave the other party a chance to continue to be presumptuous.

"Of course from an emotional point of view, I still hope you can restrain yourself a little bit!"

Weisha bit her bright red lips lightly, and she seemed to be imagining the future scene in her gaze.

"Otherwise, it will be difficult for me to survive in your big family in the future!"

She deliberately put a little force on the word "big".

"In short, you don't owe me anything..."

But Weisha was finally willing to let go of her palm, and began to build up courage while taking a deep breath.

"...but I owe you."

The pink eyes flickered slightly, but no matter how timid she was, she did not choose to escape this time, but faced the witch's starry eyes unwaveringly.

"I have something wrong to confess to you."

That was the most difficult thing for her to tell the witch.

"No matter how you want to punish me, I won't feel any resentment."

Chapter 118 Red Stream Pavilion

"So you have to come here?"

Holding Weisha's arm and getting off the carriage, the deep starlight unknowingly passed through the carved fence gate, taking in the elegant and beautiful courtyard.

"Sorry... This is indeed the most suitable place."

Weisha raised her guilt-ridden eyes, and carefully glanced at the witch beside her, but she didn't find the slightest emotion on that calm face like an ancient well.

"Actually, I can..."

But Weisha still intuitively felt the faint annoyance around the witch.

It is an emotion that seldom appears in the worldly state of mind.

After bravely admitting her mistakes, Weisha did not receive any form of accusation or punishment.

The witch just said lightly that she should help her solve this matter first, but this slightly indifferent attitude made Weisha even more uneasy.

She would rather the Witch beat her up directly than this lukewarm situation.

"No, I've wanted to come here for a long time."

Without turning around to see Weisha's tangled expression, the witch directly grabbed the girl's palm, staring directly at the starlight in front of her with inexplicable deep thoughts.

"And today I want to accompany you well."

With hasty footsteps and unresolved panic, he has already arrived at the gate of the courtyard.

The waiter standing in front of the door, who was in charge of welcoming the guests, saw the figures of the two hurriedly greeted them respectfully.

"Waiting for the two honorable ladies."

With a tall figure and a straight uniform, the posture of bowing and saluting is just right. It can be seen that even the guards here are carefully selected handsome men.

"May I show you your letter?"

The waiter put on a skillful smile and stretched out his white-gloved palm, but the general's raised eyes suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Which goddess is this descending into the world?

Although he is just an ordinary waiter, in this special position, he can be said to have seen most of Horta's beauties.

But when he saw the witch at this moment, his gaze couldn't bear anything other than awe.

"The letter is here with me."

Weisha, who was still a little uneasy at first, frowned when she saw the waiter's staring stare, and took a step forward to block the witch, and took out a delicate pendant from the satchel she was carrying.

"Please... please allow me to check."

The waiter, who has always been alert and capable, became a little articulate in the shock, and turned his gaze to Weisha, and found that this was also an extremely rare beauty.

I wonder what a good day it is today.

"Is the test done?"

The waiter's eyes were glued to Weisha again, but the cold voice immediately crushed his imagination.

"Can we go in?"

The indifferent Xinghui fell into the eyes, and the inexplicable fear suddenly extinguished the eagerness in the waiter's heart.