Chapter 1155: The pain of carving skin and bones

Francis said like a childish child, but Dolores was staring at her smooth and intact skin, she really didn't feel the slightest joy, how much she loved her body before, how much she didn't care now.

Francis carefully brought something to moisturize her skin, wiped it for her little by little, and when her cold fingertips touched her, she still subconsciously retracted her ankles.

During the days she lived with Francis, she seemed to be extremely tired and had no interest in anything, and she didn't say a few words about what Francis said, but Francis was very patient and didn't bother much, but she changed the dressing every day, fed and fed her very carefully.

Francis grabbed her slender ankle and whispered, "Don't move." ”

Francis's fingers were cold, as if the balm was going to freeze when he applied the balm, the cold and numb feeling extended from the ankle to the tip of the heart, and the heart seemed to have an ant crawling back and forth, Francis's movements were all inadvertent, gently touching her calf and extending upwards, inadvertently rubbing, she was afraid to retract her leg but was grabbed tighter by Francis.

"Why are you so unbehaved!" Francis seemed to have deliberately slowed down the ointment, and the balm bloomed a little. The previous sentence was rebuke, and the next sentence immediately softened, "It's fine right away, and it doesn't hurt." ”

In the past few days of getting along, Francis has not acted excessively, and there is nothing else to take care of, so that Lores feels that maybe he is too sensitive, but this action is intimate and seems to be provocative.

After finally finishing the medicine and touching it, Francis took the tray and left, and Dolores suddenly grabbed him, "That...... Francis ......"

Francis looked down at her holding arm, meeting her pitiful gaze, and her voice was gentle and eager, "What's wrong?" ”

Dolores bowed his head slightly, and a voice came from below, "You promised me to take me to see Barnett." ”

Francis was stunned for a moment, the tray in his hand also trembled, and the bottles and cans on the tray were all poured and forgot to help them up.

He reacted so loudly, so violently, he couldn't make anything frown before, but now he has such a big reaction, is he angry?

Did he regret agreeing to himself?

"I promised you...... I know......" Francis paused, as if silent, the silence was full of remorse, and Dolores' heart trembled for fear that he would repent, and said that he did not want to, and clung to his sleeve, and finally the breath of a living man in the amusement park after days of lifelessness.

"Good...... I'll take you tomorrow, but you have to listen to me, I don't want something to happen that shouldn't happen. Francis seemed to regain his composure, but Dolores saw his clenched fist again.

How much did he care?

Barnett and Dolores' country house is very small, just a two-story building, a small courtyard is not large, compared to the gorgeous castle of the nobles in Ales City in the suburbs or in their own territory, this is really very simple, it is an ordinary country house, almost the same as the citizens of Ales City.

Barnett took Dolores by the hand and got out of the carriage, "Here we are. ”

"Dolores" looked at the country house, and felt that it was extremely shabby, shabby beyond her imagination, and Barnett glanced at "Dolores", "What's wrong, aren't you happy?" Didn't you say you would love to come on vacation? ”

"No, it's just not what I thought it would be." Adler barely pulled a smile, lifted his skirt and grabbed his men out of the carriage.

"This is when we first got married, at that time the demon party had just recovered, the original owner of this house was anxious to run to the city to live, and we were anxious to buy a house in the suburbs for vacation, the scenery here is particularly good, you always said that the scenery here is good at that time is that the house is a little smaller, to expand and expand, but after so many years he is still the same, but you used to like this small house very much." Barnett explained carefully, quietly taking a look at Dolores' face.

Adler pretended to be wooden and nodded, Barnetra took her hand, and walked forward excitedly, "Let's go, let's go first, and we'll take a look around later, there are a lot of deer and squirrels around, you used to like it too." ”

Dolores rolled her eyes and followed Barnett, thinking to herself that Dolores was really boring and pretentious.

"Barnett! Banner! Banner! Dolores shouted through the window of the carriage, but Francis covered her mouth.

"Don't call ...... I told you, don't do things you shouldn't do, you know. Francis quickly let go, and Dolores pressed his face almost all against the window glass of the carriage, just wanting to get closer, closer.

Barnett still looked back, but he didn't see anything, because of the barrier and obscuration of the barrier, there was nothing behind him when he looked over, and there was still a wide field as far as the eye could see.

The real Dolores in the carriage not far away stared at the room, watching the door of the hut open and close, Barnett's figure disappeared little by little into the small wooden door, through the window on the first floor, Dolores clearly saw Barnett walking around busily opening the curtains, and then pulling back the white cloth covering the furniture, washing the cups, and even smiling on his face.

There was no attendant in this country house, only a coachman, and the rest had to be done by herself, which used to be her favorite place, a place where no one was really bothered, and as long as Barnett was not busy, he would come and live with him, and the good things of the past had now become needles piercing the heart one by one, and the slightest thought of something would stir the needles, sharp and slow torture.

Then she thought she wouldn't cry, but the tears flowed down the glass drop by drop, blurring the figure in front of her, and then she wiped away her tears and continued to stare at Barnett, with the result that more and more tears blurred her eyes.

"Let's go, it's time to go back, I've got something to do." Francis saw her like this and ordered someone to drive.

"No...... Don't, please, stay a little longer, please, I promise not to run...... It's good right here. Dolores wiped away the tears with the back of her hand, and pulled the corner of Francis's coat in a pitiful way.

Francis stared at her, then at the scene outside, a little disappointed, but nodded, and Dolores continued to be as it was, with gratitude in his eyes.