Xia Lingge looked at him puzzled: "Can't you do it yourself?" ”

Si Cheng was still blushing, and his voice was timid: "This skirt is too thin, it makes me too tight, and it's not very convenient......"

The boy's lean body was a head taller than hers, and he wore a pale yellow fluffy gown, but the thin belt tied around his waist almost stretched out a furrow in his body.

Well......

Truly.

Xia Lingge took a look at the data needed to make the clothing, screened out two or three that needed help, and ignored the rest that he could measure by himself.

She took the soft ruler and took two steps forward to wrap around Si Cheng's waist, this sudden move made Si Cheng's breath stagnate, Xia Lingge quickly wrapped the soft ruler around his waist, but Si Cheng's eyelashes were still blinking in confusion.

Xia Lingge didn't notice his expression, concentrated on memorizing the data, and then stretched out his fingertips to touch his chest.

"Senior sister!"

Si Cheng couldn't help but exclaim, his face was as red as a ripe apple, and his body trembled a little and wanted to fall back, but he was dragged back by Xia Lingge.

"Measure the bust, what to run."

Xia Lingge was closer to his chest, stretched out his hand to wrap around him, and his fingertips inadvertently crossed his chest. Si Cheng asked Xia Lingge to measure the data for him, just to get closer to her and get closer to her, so as not to have some people or monsters around her.

But now......

He took a deep breath to calm the boiling emotions in his heart, which was simply torturing himself.

The data is almost sorted out, and the rest of the simple ones are left to Si Cheng to figure out by himself.

After the data of both of them were marked, Si Cheng was about to hand it over to the maid to send the clothes, but Xia Lingge stopped him: "Wait a little longer." ”

Si Cheng was puzzled: "What are you waiting for?" ”

Xia Lingge put his small notebook of recording data on the desktop, "Wait...... There is still no one to record. ”

Si Cheng was stunned for a moment, then understood something, glanced at the closed door, and nodded.

Xia Lingge moved his neck: "Okay, there should be nothing to do today, my room ...... Oh no, where's Lias's room? ”

Si Cheng was a little vague for a moment.

Xia Lingge looked around the house: "Here?" What about your room? ”

Si Cheng still didn't speak.

Xia Lingge's left eyelid jumped: "Also here?" ”

Si Cheng hesitated for a long time and muttered: "After the death of the duke, Lias and Verena began to oppress Cinderella, they kicked her out of the original room, but they both wanted to have the most gorgeous room, and then Madame Fuss converted this room into a room shared by Lias and Verena. ”

Xia Lingge looked at him with a gaze full of hesitation: "Then ...... you?"

"I didn't!"

Afraid that she would misunderstand something, Si Cheng hurriedly shook his head and denied: "After I became 'Verena', I avoided contact with Lias as much as possible, and every night I found a reason to leave and then found a spare room to make do, and then returned to the room before everyone woke up, senior sister ......"

Xia Lingge looked at his aggrieved little appearance, and almost stretched out his four fingers to swear to the sky that he didn't behind her back.

Actually, is there a possibility that she just asked.

The night outside the window was so deep that there was not a single star.

Xia Lingge came to the bed and lifted the cotton quilt to lie down, stretched out his hand to loosen the delicate jewelry and small clips that bound his hair, set aside half of the bed, and then said to Si Cheng: "Remember to turn off the lights." ”

Si Cheng: "......! ”

After a while, the crystal lamp on the roof quietly went out.

Xia Lingge also felt that the bed on her side was sinking slightly, but the slightly confused breathing sound was very far away from her, as if it was only rubbing against the edge of the bed.

She was already very tired through a fairy tale ending, and soon after she quieted down, she slowly fell asleep.

'Boom-'

'Boom-'

'Click——! ’

A subtle voice came out.

Si Cheng opened his eyes in an instant, and then he was about to turn sideways to find out, but as soon as he raised his head, he was suddenly pressed by a soft palm, and the skin that touched was as cold as water, but he suddenly burned like a flame.

Against the light, Xia Lingge's eyes were still as bright as moonlight.

She put her index finger to her lips and made a 'silence' gesture.

Si Cheng obediently lay back down.

The voice was still stumbling, creeping up and down the house like a kitten doing something bad, rummaging through and down like something, and then writing something on it.

When everything was done, he left quietly.

Xia Lingge opened his eyes, withdrew the hand that had been pressing Si Cheng's neck, got up, got out of bed, and took out a candle from the bedside and lit it.

"Senpai......"

"I'll take a look and I'll be back."

The hallway outside the house was pitch black and lackluster.

Xia Lingge held the candle and stepped on the shadow pulled out by the candlelight and walked down the stairs step by step, the footsteps like a kitten had disappeared, and she was alert to hear an extremely small prayer around her.

Approaching the door on the inner side of the garden, I saw Cinderella kneeling in front of a small willow branch with her hands folded:

"Mother, if you have a spirit in heaven, please bless me to be able to attend the prince's ball."

"I don't want to be a princess, I just want to see what the grandest ball in the capital is like, mother, you love me so much, love me, and you will definitely bless me, right?"

"This is today's dew, and I hope this seedling carries my expectations and hopes and transmits it to you. Mother...... I miss you so much......"

As she spoke, Cinderella covered her face and choked.

Xia Lingge looked at her quietly, and waited until she wiped away her tears and got up to leave, then she withdrew her gaze and returned to the house.

The light in the bedroom was only a small one.

Si Cheng didn't sleep, but looked at the booklet that had recorded the data before, and when he saw that she came back safely, his hanging heart immediately eased, and he handed the booklet to Xia Lingge: "Senior sister, look." ”

Xia Lingge looked at it through the light, and saw that there were a few more lines of numbers under the original string of data.

"It's Cinderella."

Xia Lingge's words are categorical.

"She?" Si Cheng was a little puzzled, "Why did she do this, Cinderella in the story will get the help of the fairy godmother, get a dress and a crystal slipper, and now she is secretly making clothes, there is no need at all." ”

"She doesn't know what fairy godmother she's going to meet." Xia Lingge closed the booklet, "And you have been in Cinderella's world for so long, what magic have you felt?" ”

Si Cheng shook his head hesitantly: "No." ”

Xia Lingge said: "So we still have to be cautious, this story is not the same as the fairy tales we know, in case there is no so-called fairy godmother, Cinderella can't participate in the ball, this story is basically over." ”

(End of chapter)