Spoiling his wife too much: This villain is too gentle

Chapter 248 Artist Qianxi

"Qian Xi, I didn't come to see you to watch you have a convulsion."

Duke Dracula's voice was a bit deep, and the young man called Qianxi felt a little chill penetrated into his bone marrow. Elvis is not easy to joke at all...

The young man with long dark purple hair turned his head, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the original unhappiness dissipated in an instant, with a strong sense of interest.

"No wonder I didn't throw ice cubes directly today, so I brought a little cutie~"

With a gloomy look, Elvis pushed Della's head back to its original position, preventing the guy from seeing a single hair.

"No wonder I didn't notice it, it turned out that the breath was tightly covered..."

And it's so dark, forgive him, who has poor eyesight...

"Go ahead."

With a flash of black shadow, Elvis disappeared in place. Qian Xi smiled helplessly as he looked at the person who passed him and entered directly.

He is the master, okay... This sense of sight of becoming a servant who opened the door is really the same as before. The gentle man with dark purple long hair still closed the door and turned to follow.

But the smell of the girl brought by Elvis is really tempting... like a fairy from a foreign land.

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"Evis, what is this place?"

Della finally broke free from the other party's embrace, looking at a completely unfamiliar place, a little confused.

The smooth, mirror-like floor tiles clearly reflected her figure, and there were some paintings of unknown origin hanging on the walls, but the most striking thing was a bracket.

What appeared to be an unfinished gown hung above, with the ribbons adorning the waist only half sewn.

"so beautiful."

She seldom had such a sincere admiration, but at this time she couldn't help walking in front of the half-finished product.

The gray dress is not dull because of its color, but has a deep and elegant feeling. The ribbons are scattered and hang down to the ground with a perfect arc. It is extremely simple, but it has a low-key nobility.

"It's just a place to customize clothes." Elvis sat on a gorgeous chair, resting his chin with one hand.

However, she finally smiled, it seems that this decision is not bad...

"Is this made by that gentleman? It's really amazing!"

There are some metal rulers and other things beside the bracket, and Della is a little curious.

"It's just a self-willed idiot with some clothes making skills." His Excellency Duke commented lightly, his eyes never leaving that slender figure, she hasn't praised herself for being amazing...

Why is that guy Qianxi?
"My dear lady, I'm no ordinary dressmaker. I'm a great artist. How can you call an artist stupid?"

The man with long dark purple hair was wearing an extremely slim outfit, a bit like some kind of uniform, which made him look extremely tall and slender, with a gentle temperament, but a pair of peach blossom eyes.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Della felt that he seemed to be looking at her and talking, and it seemed that his eyes were not focused.

"Obviously there is a whole body of magic skills that you don't use, but you insist on using those human tools. Isn't it stupid?"

Elvis crossed his fingers gracefully, his voice was cold, and his blood eyes were deep.

"You will never understand the persistence of an artist..."

Before Qian Xi finished speaking, he walked up to Della as if he had discovered something, and then tore off the cloak, revealing the white dress, which swayed slightly when the girl stepped back. The flowers are alive, and the petals are trembling slightly.

The air-conditioning filled the air, and the handsome Duke stood up directly from the chair, appeared next to Della in an instant, and hugged her from behind.

Qian Xi, however, seemed not to have sensed the other party's murderous gaze, and leaned in front of Della.

It was really very close, only separated by a fist.

(End of this chapter)