I Killed the Dragon

　　 The breakfast was taken care of by the industrious little maid. Morvis had his own business. Everything from the last time fell on the road and the carriage was broken. I had already set off again a few days ago to buy some things.

　　 Belle is still thinking about how to write, and she is a little careless when she eats.

　　 At noon, she was not well. Under Gray's mental hint, she was swept by the trap and fell asleep slowly.

　　 In her sleep, she felt as if she had come to a place of nothingness, and a voice reminded her that she could build a house according to her own ideas.

　　 Belle was dazed and didn't realize what was going on. After listening to the voice, she only felt that the voice was very familiar, leaving her without any defense, and obediently began to build the house she wanted.

　　 First of all, the house must have a large study room filled with various books, and a desk by the window, where you can sit and read, and you can also see the scenery outside the window.

　　 There is also a small bed, you can lie here and rest for a while if you are tired.

　　 Then there must be a large garden outside the window, full of flowers, the most important thing is the roses that bloom in June, and the white and red ones.

　　 Apart from the study, the most important thing is the kitchen. She wants a big kitchen, cooks delicious food for Dad and Gray, and sees their satisfied expressions.

　　 Dad also needs a place where he can toss to his heart's content. His original place is too dark and not good for his health. The new place should be bright and spacious.

　　 There is also a bedroom with a soft big bed and a small bookshelf at the head of the bed. You can read a book before going to bed at night.

　　 There should be a vine stand in the yard. In summer, you can sit down to enjoy the cool, and you can invite some people for a tea party.

　　 We must have a vegetable garden and grow our own vegetables.

　　 There is a stable, for Philip to live.

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　　 At last, Belle looked at the yard in front of him and nodded. It was a perfect home.

　　 No, there is an open space. Gray always likes to get up in the morning to practice swordsmanship.

　　 A perfect yard was gradually perfected in Belle's imagination and became her favorite appearance.

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　　 In the afternoon, everyone in the town is heading towards the square one after another, and a grand dinner is about to begin.

　　 After everyone entered, a luxurious carriage arrived late, attracting everyone's attention.

　　 The carriage stopped slowly, and a standard handsome guy smiled and helped a beautiful woman walk down.

　　 The handsome guy has nothing to say. Although he has the appearance of crushing everyone on the scene, he is also a famous tall, rich and handsome, but his clothes are not dazzling enough, mainly because of the beauty he is holding.

A golden dress with a full grip on the waist and delicate faces painted with light makeup that eclipses all the women. It walks as light and elegant as feathers. The golden patterns and countless crystals on the skirt are shining brightly. People can't remove their eyes.

　　 "God, what kind of dress is this? This is a masterpiece of God."

　　 "Only the most beautiful woman can match it. It is tailor-made for Belle."

　　 "If someone gives me a dress like this, I will marry him right away. No, you can sleep with him even in this square."

　　 All the women were excited, and they wished to step forward to take the dress off Belle and put it on themselves, occasionally looking at her male partner with a strong disgust.

　　 "Look, you are the protagonist today. Be confident, my princess." Gray whispered in her ear and walked into the square together.

　　 At a banquet, eating and drinking are not the main event. The main event is dancing and socializing. When you are tired and thirsty, it is time to eat and drink.

　　As the host of the banquet, after Gray welcomed everyone, he pulled Belle into the dance floor and began to lead the dance.

　　 His Majesty the King’s dancing skills are of course not bad, and they have been carefully cultivated by his parents, but the two kingdoms are still slightly different, which makes him seem a little uncoordinated.

　　 But in the eyes of everyone, this is innocuous. Such a handsome and golden man, and his poor dancing skills can only show that he rarely participates in such entertainment, and that he is very clean and self-conscious, and is a rare good match.

　　 "Did the dress come from?" Belle danced with his arm, and occasionally asked in a low voice when approaching him.

"Masterpiece of Mrs. Castle Wardrobe." Gray smiled triumphantly. "Of course, the style was designed by me. I knew a long time ago that there would be a girl I like wearing the most beautiful dress in my heart, and I Dancing together."

　　 Belle expressed doubts about this and teased: "I really can't see it, I thought you would only fight wild beasts and use knives and guns!"

　　 "Don't you like strong men." Gray took her hand and brought her back into his arms, smiling.

　　 "I like strong and wise men."

　　 "Fortunately you met me, otherwise poor Belle will never get married forever."

　　 One song ends with an intermission.

　　 Many women came to communicate, hoping to dance with him, Gray smiled politely, walked to the mayor, let the mayor be the villain, and sent them for himself.

　　 "Sir, can I ask you to dance?" The sweet voice came into the ears, making people feel as if they had come to a meadow full of flowers, surrounded by nature, and the noisy dance party ushered in a moment of tranquility.

　　 Gray turned his head and saw Carlisle in a bright red dress standing in front of her like a flower.

　　 A thorny rose, whenever anyone sees Carlisle, such an idea will come to mind.

　　 Gray frowned, not having the joy of being invited by the beautiful lady, he felt that the witch was here to do something.

　　 He hadn't moved yet, someone pushed him behind.

　　 You don't need to look at it to know, Bell's hand feels so familiar to him.

　　 Carlisle put his hand in front of him, and the two walked onto the dance floor together.

　　 "What are you doing here?" His Majesty asked directly when he had any questions.

　　 "Of course it is to attend your banquet. You have invited everyone, will you not just miss me? That's not a gentleman's behavior."

　　 "When have you seen the master hold a banquet, but take the servant into the dance floor?"

　　 "So, I want to be the master's woman."

"not now!"

　　 Carlisle's gaze suddenly changed, revealing that you are really a scumbag, I didn't mean it wrong.

"Master, you are so kind to her, don't you really fall in love with her? I thought you really love her, that's why you spared no effort to pet her~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Of course I like her, but this It does not prevent me from loving more people. Although there are more people, my love for everyone will not decrease.” Gray said naturally, without the slightest guilt.

　　 The scum light in Carlisle's eyes became stronger. She didn't expect anyone to say such shameless words so shamelessly. It seemed that her original decision was indeed right. Unfortunately, she didn't have enough power to turn him into a beast.

　　 It would be perfect if it could turn him into a beast.

　　 Two beasts, one does not understand love, is cruel and cruel, and the other is full of love, merciful everywhere, but they seem to be true love to each, perfect contrast.

　　 Belle watched the two walk into the dance floor, and the man who refused the invitation, walked quietly to the carriage, took out a book, and hid in the corner to read.

　　 "She is still so weird, with such a beautiful dress, but she doesn't enter the dance floor, she hides here and reads by herself."

　　 "Yes, if this dress is given to me, I would rather die on the dance floor."

　　 "Gosh, why didn't a Prince Charming give me a perfect love?"

　　 Belle also heard some discussions about her, but she didn't care, who cares about their opinions, she didn't care before, and now she doesn't care, like Gray said, be the best of you.

　　 Actually, when Gray took out this dress, she was also ecstatic, looking at herself in the mirror, it felt like she was looking at another elf walking out of the painting.

　　 But after dancing a song, she felt that it was nothing more than that. It's better to read a book or think of her own story.