But the queen could feel the moistness coming from the palm of her hand.

At this moment, outside the stone chamber, there was a faint sound of musical instruments, the sound of a harmonica... Her Majesty the Queen heard it.

The palm of her left hand still covered Lancelot's eyes, but right now she was holding something... a black card.

This was given to her before she left when she saw the respectable and terrible teacher again at the theater.

Little Elizabeth, if you encounter something that cannot be solved, just make a wish on this card, and the teacher will appear. But accordingly, you have to pay something precious.

"teacher……"

Her Majesty the Queen fell into deep thought.

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When we came out of another theater, it was already more than ten minutes after eight o'clock in the evening and we had not seen the complete "Turandot", but the club owner and the maid duo successfully watched the famous "Turandot".

Phantom of the Opera].

The weather this month is still very cold on the streets of the foggy city.

Many passers-by were wrapped in clothes and walking in the wind. Of course, for the boss and the maid, there was no meaning in feeling the cold.

Elegance is elegance...the way the maid went out today.

But doesn’t it look relatively thin?

"Owner?"

Suddenly, the maid lady felt the cold, the kind of cold that she could feel personally. She could not remember that it had not been long since she had felt this way when she was a weak child.

If her body can be made to feel nothing, it will become like this. I am afraid that she is the only master in the world.

"I suddenly discovered that the stronger the power, there are many interesting things that I can't feel." Luo Qiu just smiled, then took the maid's hands, put them to his lips, and breathed the hot air.

Gently massage it to bring warmth.

"For example, like this." Luo Qiu smiled and said, "Would you think I'm too bad?"

"You can...be a little bit worse to me."

Luo Qiu smiled and said nothing, but took off his coat and put it on the maid... Although it seemed a bit loose, there were many similar situations on the street.

Those lovers who are passionately in love probably look like this.

The street was very lively. The maid wearing the master's coat leaned on Luo Qiu's body, holding her handbag and walking silently with her head lowered.

The two then stopped in front of a performance by street artists.

It was a band playing on the street... The reason Boss Luo stopped was because he saw a former customer.

"It's Mr. Cheng. So he came here to study music?" the maid looked at with slight surprise.

The oriental young man is holding a guitar, playing and singing.

He was playing and singing in the crowd, wearing a peaked cap, playing and singing "remember-me" by himself.
Chapter completed!