Chapter 829 The Tragedy at No. 6 Saint Teresa Square(2/2)
Luvia looked at Shade, suddenly stood up on her tiptoes, and hugged Shade's neck in the dim room:
"If it were just Dorothy, I wouldn't have any hesitation, but now there is an additional princess, which makes me feel pressured. Shade Suellen Hamilton, you."
"I will never let go of anyone's hand, especially yours."
Laughter sounded in her ears and in front of her at the same time, and a smile appeared on Luvia's face:
"Should I scold you for your greed now, or should I say that I will feel relieved?"
Seeing that Shade still wanted to explain, Luvia covered his mouth:
"I understand. You promised to accompany me on this journey. I'm still curious as to how you managed to get a reserved girl like Dorothy, one of the most noble ladies in Delrayon, to go with you."
"It's a long story, but I can't reveal their secrets without permission."
Shade said, Luvia shook her head and looked at Shade from close range:
"Then I'll take it as a fact that Dorothy not only likes you, but also likes the princess, which leads to a complicated relationship between the three of you."
Then he bit his lower lip again and suddenly asked:
"Knight, what have you done? How did you serve the princess and Dorothy?"
There were no lights in the room, and dim skylight shone into the bedroom from the window. The effect of light and shadow made Luvia's face look more three-dimensional and made her purple eyes brighter.
Shade also heard this statement last night. He suspected that it was a common metaphor in this civilization, but outsiders did not know it:
"I"
As he spoke, he threw the cat he was holding onto the bed, and then wanted to formally apologize to Luvia. Luvia smiled and stretched her head, as if she wanted to listen carefully to his description.
But this time, little Mia didn’t make a light sound when she fell on the bed——
Squeak~boom~bang~
The young detective was surprised and held Luvia in his arms and stepped back. The brass rails under the bed rolled to his feet. Little Mia crawled out from the quilt of the "ruin" of the four-poster bed and rushed aggrievedly.
Shade shouted.
All things die, so this bed met its end on the day that Shade was about to change bedrooms, and officially became history.
"How intense was the three of you last night?"
The girl with purple eyes said softly, hesitantly shrinking into Shade's arms and making a somewhat fearful expression, but her face was slightly red:
Chapter completed!