A strange and ambiguous atmosphere quietly fermented in the room.
Bai Wu stood there, holding the soft ruler tightly with both hands, acting out the girl's shyness to the extreme.
"I, I've finished measuring. It's getting late. I'll give it to you when the clothes are made."
After saying that, she ran away with a red face.
Froze's face was also filled with charm.
His originally cold eyes were gradually replaced by a gentle smile, until Dane crawled out from under the bed and stared at him in disbelief.
"Your Highness, are you not?"
"So what?" Froze's smile gradually turned cold, "Sir Dane, you should know what to say and what not to say."
Dane touched the tip of his nose.
"Yes, Your Highness Los, I will always be loyal to you."
He now somewhat guessed why this young highness made things difficult for him several times.
After all, the first meeting between him and Myriel was extremely ambiguous, and he was indeed attracted to this angelic girl at that time.
but now.
After glancing at Froze's cold eyes, Dane quickly climbed out of the window and left.
It would be better for him to nip this idea in the cradle forever, after all, His Highness does not seem to be a tolerant and kind person.
The dance is coming soon, and Aisi has been locked in the room for a whole week.
During this period, she used both soft and hard tactics, but Mei Lin was determined not to let her attend the ball. Not only did she tear up her invitation, she even threw all her dresses out.
As time goes by, Aisi becomes more and more anxious.
If Miriel is successfully allowed to go to the ball alone, Celia will definitely recognize her.
By then all her ideas will cease to exist.
She no longer asks for God, she only wants the devil Satan to come to the world, cause Miriel to have an accident, and disappear from her world forever.
The devil Satan seemed to have really heard her call. Just when she was helpless, the door was pushed open and Miriel's petite figure came in.
Ace looked at her in surprise.
"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be getting ready to go to the dance at this time?"
Unlike now, not only is my hair not combed, I haven't even changed my clothes.
Bai Wu moved in carefully, spread the backpack on her shoulders directly on the bed, then took Aisi's hand and pointed at the package.
"Quick sister, quickly change your clothes. You can escape from the back door and attend the dance."
Ace was even more shocked.
"You want to help me go to the prom? Why?"
Bai Wu raised her eyes full of sincerity: "Because I want to make my sister happy. Haven't you always wanted to go to this dance? Although I don't understand why my mother insists on trapping you at home, but I want to
It's just a dance, as long as you, sister, can be happy, that's enough."
"What's more, this is a masquerade. As long as I help my sister cover up, my mother and the others won't recognize you. Just enjoy it to the fullest."
Ais looked at her deeply, until no clues could be seen on her face, and then she said dubiously:
"Are you really so kind?"
"Otherwise?" Bai Wu held her hands tightly, "You are my dearest sister. I told you that I will try my best to repay my sister for her concern for me."
Aisi sneered twice with disdain in her heart.
Her good sister is still as stupid as she was when she was a child. How come she is still deceived by her hypocritical appearance?
But since she was so magnanimous, she didn't mind having her life taken away along with Celia's.
After all, she doesn't deserve any of this, right?
Thinking of this, Aisi made a gesture of gratitude and hugged Bai Wu tightly in her arms.
"My good sister, I will always be grateful to you."
So she quickly put on the royal blue skirt and a black mask. After everything was disguised, she hurriedly escaped according to the route Bai Wu had arranged for her in advance.
It's completely dark outside.
But Bai Wu, who was standing on the top floor, could still have a good view of Aisi, who was escaping in a hurry on the path outside.
An extremely sarcastic smile flashed across her beautiful, pure blue eyes.
"My dear sister, you are too easy to deceive."
It was not the devil Satan who sent her the gospel.
But the real devil, Satan, came in front of her, preparing to take her to the eighteen levels of hell full of sin.
In order to avoid being noticed by Celia, Bai Wu deliberately wore an extremely inconspicuous dress and hid all her blond hair in a top hat.
After packing up, she took Sema to the gate of the manor.
Froze had been waiting here early.
He was wearing a small white and gold dress that she had customized for him, and paired with that pure silver hair, he looked like a god who was not a human being, eclipsing the stars in the sky.
However, his harmless and ignorant eyes also added a bit of cuteness to him, making him look even more alluring, and people couldn't help but have the evil thoughts of playing with him.
But Bai Wu saw clearly that underneath this angelic skin was a devilish heart.
Some of the things her brother did were no worse than her.
In a sense, they are the same kind of people.
Mei Lin arrived shortly afterwards. Looking at Miriel who was dressed extremely conservatively, she nodded with satisfaction and took her hand to get into the carriage.
Resker was already sitting upright in the carriage.
When he saw the two people coming up, he also showed a rare smile.
"Miriel, this is your first time attending a dance, will you be nervous?"
Mei Lin looked at her husband in surprise.
Because as far as she knew, her husband was the most unsmiling, and this time he actually took the initiative to talk to Miriel.
Bai Wu smiled and sat down next to him affectionately.
"Isn't it true that my father is here? As long as she stays by her father's side, Miriel will not be afraid."
Mei Lin glanced at her: "Miriel, don't mess around."
Although she was scolding her, there was no trace of anger in her voice, and there was even a hint of anger.
Bai Wu knew that she was pretending to be serious, so she stuck out her tongue playfully.
"The same goes for my mother. With your father by your side, don't you feel more at ease?"
Meilin snorted and turned her head.
Although she moved quickly, Bai Wu still caught a glimpse of the fleeting shame on her face.
That's right, she and her father are husband and wife after all. Even if there is no emotional foundation, the years of working hand in hand will eventually leave different colors in their hearts.
It just lacks a little spark of opportunity.
And her arrival is an opportunity.
In this way, they become more like a perfect family, don't they?
Poor sister Aisi, now she can only go to the dance alone.
