Chapter 62

                                    

                                          
Chapter 62
    When Ahild said that the house used to collect these bells and whistles was only the No. 1 storage room, Rao was a strong witch with a strong enough heart, and she was quite breathless at the moment. feeling of anger.
    "A whole room is used for these kinds of clothes, and there are many such storage rooms in your house?"
    she asked.
    Ahild wasn't sure what the tone of her question meant at the moment, because Sissi's performance was different from his imagination when he saw this room and rushed over to kiss him hard. The protagonist will be very excited to see this scene.
    But Sissi seems not only unhappy, she is even a little angry?
    So he wisely blurted out this question, and the young man said softly, "Actually, there are not many..."
    "..."
    It's almost the same!
    Sure enough, Ahild is just blowing the dragon. Boys love face. The witch who doesn't appreciate the bunch of fancy clothes clutches his undulating chest and thinks, if he really has nothing to buy a bunch of weird and colorful clothes, he will come up with a number one. Store them in the empty room of No. 2 and No. 3 -
    then she will turn into a chinchilla and tap his head with her paws to see if it stinks and turns rancid!
    The depressing mood that the witch can't express right now is like a long time ago when she carried a basket of sleepy potions that she had worked so hard to save down the mountain to sell. She sat on the ground and rested without paying attention. The kangaroo orc who was passing by jumped on it and stepped on it to pieces. At that time, she was very anxious to get angry.
    Although the kangaroo orc in the end almost didn't compensate the witch for the cub in its sack, but when she thinks of the wasted potions, they are just like the large amount of copper coins her boyfriend spent. This fact made Lu Qian feel very sorry for the foldable lace dress that would be sold.
    (In the eyes of the witch, this kind of flowery dress that rots away is not worth much at all, at most 20 coppers a piece)
    Especially seeing that these dresses were made in proportion to her height, she felt a pity that she couldn't tell - obviously Ahild bought these money-losing goods as gifts for her, but he could buy them completely. The bigger size, at least the two of them can change clothes, and they won't be too white and blind.
    "Ahilde," Lu Qian walked in. She glanced at the various foreign dresses hanging in the room, squatted down in front of a new white dress with furry animal claws embroidered, first She wiped her hand on her robe, and then she touched the too complicated lace edge of the skirt, "How much copper does this skirt cost?"
    She turned around and asked.
    Her calm tone made Ahild realize that his little girlfriend seemed to have absolutely no interest in these clothes.
    Like every teenage boy, Ahild is desperate to please his young partner, and he also carefully refers to some popular dating techniques, but he forgets that the person he is dating is not an ordinary girl——
    She is neither an elegant nobleman in the court with exquisite clothing, nor the enthusiastic boys and girls in the school chasing him, but a witch full of personality.
    She is different from any opposite sex he knows. She is a thorn rose that grows freely and flourishes in the wild. Her behavioral pattern and way of thinking are completely different from ordinary people.