"No matter what your choice is, I will stand by your side. I can be your mother, I can be your sister, I can also be your wife or lover..."

"I can be anything you depend on."

Fangran never thought that there would be such a person in the world.

Although he had maintained important contact, this was the first time he had a serious conversation with the witch.

For the first time, I knew how much the figure in front of me loved and tolerated me.

"So you just need to live freely according to your own wishes."

The witch smiled softly, and she stretched out her pale hand to touch the side of her doll's face, but the moment her fingertips touched the skin of Fangran's cheek,

The violet eyes on her voluptuous and beautiful face were slightly stagnant, and the witch's mysterious and ominous figure wearing a black cloth cloak on one side was stunned.

The warmth of memories that do not exist in time comes.

The witch lowered her head and stared at Fang Ran in trance for a moment, and then the surprise slowly melted into a slow realization and smile on her pale and coquettish face.

The black cloth hood slipped off, and she rubbed her hands on the cheeks of the young man who was resting on her lap. She slowly lowered her upper body to cover the dim light and got closer to the pair of black eyes. Her black hair fell from one of her snow-white shoulders.

In the base at the bottom of the Arctic Ocean, a dark young man and a witch in a black dress are close together.

Violet's eyes were full of love and moisture, and her deep voice sounded softly as if it spanned a hundred years.
Chapter completed!