Bell's house.

Belle took out a book from his bag, and his smile turned into a surprise.

Although she likes Grey to give her gifts, she prefers books to gifts, and she thinks this book is more surprising than a bag.

"Thank you, I like it very much."

"Continue!" Gray nodded to Belle with a smile.

"And?" Belle became happier, reached into his bag again, and felt like he grabbed a book.

"How could that be?" Belle's eyes showed surprise, put the book on the table, reached in again, and took out another book.

Not long after, there were more than a dozen books on the table, and she was still picking them up.

"Grey tell me how many books are there?" Belle asked excitedly in his arms.

Gray held her and sat on the recliner he took out, mysteriously raising two fingers.

"Two hundred books?" Belle widened his beautiful eyes and then excitedly offered a fragrant kiss, "Hey, I love you so much."

After a ten-minute eloquence competition, Gray looked down at Belle's watery eyes, "Dear, this is the list of books inside. You can get the book you want according to your own wishes."

Belle took the list and sat on Grey's lap to pick up the books from it. Not long after, she took out all two hundred books.

"I'm going to make a notebook that records the books I've collected and the books I've read so that I will know which one to get out next time." Belle calculated and got up and went to find the notebook.

But His Majesty the King had the opportunity to feel her soft body again after several days, so he was naturally reluctant to let go and took out an exquisite blank notebook from his backpack.

"Maybe you can name it Belle's reading directory." Gray smiled.

"Let me go, I'm going to write down the names of each book." Belle tried to break free from his arm.

"Don't you have a list? Just put it in your laptop."

"No, I want to read it one by one, so that I can remember it more deeply, so that I can know which book I will read next time."

"Okay, but just write here." Gray grabbed Belle's hand and placed it on his chest with the notebook. He pointed his finger at the bag, and books jumped out of the bag and passed by the two of them, waiting for Belle to record.

Belle stared at his eyes for two seconds, but surrendered helplessly, and sat on his thigh, putting his notebook on his chest and starting to record. Sometimes she wanted to open it, but she just needed to gently wave the tip of the pen to the book, and the book would open it by itself, and then close it herself when she didn't need it and jump into her bag.

After recording the names and general information of the two hundred books tirelessly, Belle also felt a little sore in his arms and a little tired.

But Gray had closed his eyes and started to sleep. Belle sighed, rubbed his wrists, hugged his waist, leaned his head against his chest, and began to rest.

She felt that Gray had a faint fragrance, which was very light but very comfortable, allowing her to relax her brain and quickly entered sleep.

"Um?"

Belle felt something kicked on his face in a daze, like a finger poking his face.

Thinking that it was Gray who was teasing him, Bel opened his eyes and found that it was not, but one foot, an elf.

She ran here to sleep at some point, and she still kicked her in the face with her feet uneasy.

He pulled Gray's hand away, and Belle was about to get up, but he couldn't pull it.

"I'm going to cook," Belle said, knowing that the person who pretended to be asleep could hear it.

Grey opened his eyes, picked up a fruit from the side, and said shamelessly, "I can make a dinner with this."

"Of course, you're so magical, but I want to make you a dinner myself."

"I mean no magic." Gray smiled mysteriously.

"How is it possible without magic?" Belle's beautiful eyes widened a little, expressing his disbelief. It is possible if he uses magic. Even Gray can't make a dinner with just one apple without magic.

Looking at the cute beauty, Gray said of course it was possible, otherwise he would make a bet.

Belle, who is sure that the other party will definitely not have a chance, will naturally not be afraid. He will bet if he bets. He will definitely not bet, and he is bluffing.

"Look!" Grey showed his prey's bait. Although there was no bet, it was enough fun.

Holding the fruit in his hand, Gray suddenly threw the fruit towards the corner.

In Belle's questioning eyes, the fruit slammed on the witch's head. The witch who was wandering in the ocean of knowledge woke up, raised her head and looked over innocently.

"Go and cook." Gray ordered with a serious face, "Don't forget that you are a maid, do your essential work."

Feeling the suppression in his brain, the witch gritted her teeth, and with a bang, she put down the magician's manual and stomped her feet towards the kitchen.

"Is this yours for dinner with a fruit?" Belle stared at him incredible.

Gray was not embarrassed at all, "Is there anything wrong with it?"

Moreover, in addition to assisting him in the castle to complete the work of studying wild animals, Agath learned to cook in the kitchen, to make tea with his wife in the teapot, to clean and serve the owners.

In short, under Grey's training, the witch was striding towards the direction of a qualified maid. A mere dinner would not hurt her.

"You are cheating." Belle was dissatisfied. How could this method be considered a dinner with a piece of fruit? If that were the case, she could make a dinner with just one word.

The witch walked into the kitchen and glanced at it. Several petals fell and the tableware in the kitchen began to cook automatically.

Nodding, she turned and walked out of the kitchen, took the manual, and walked into the kitchen again. Although she didn't need to do anything, since Gray didn't allow her to reveal her identity as a witch, then pretend.

There is no difference between being in the kitchen and being in the living room for her.

"I'll help her, she might be too busy alone." Belle said.

"Don't worry, she will definitely be able to do it well, believe her." Gray shook his head and reached out to bring his bag, "Look together."

"Is this a magic bag?" Belle realized that he had been attracted by books before, but he didn't notice that the bag that could hold so many books was an unusual bag.

His Majesty the King smiled proudly, "I made this bag myself, it is as big as a wardrobe, which can hold hundreds of books."

He used magic to expand the inner space of the bag, and then used dust removal magic, waterproof magic, weight reduction magic, solidification magic and other magic on it, which could barely be regarded as a space bag.

Although there were two hundred books inside, weighing dozens of kilograms, Belle could not feel the weight in the bag at all, as if he was carrying an empty bag in his hand.

"Of course, you can also put other things, some jewelry, jewelry, etc."

"No, I want to fill it with books." Belle shook her head firmly, stood up and walked to a temporary bookshelves, putting many books on it into her bag, leaving only a few books on it, which she was reading.

"Gray, how could you have so many books?" After calming down, Belle returned to normal from the ecstasy of getting a lot of books and began to think rationally.

"Mr. Beast is so poor that he has only books left, so I have to let him pay me the money with the books." Grey said relaxedly.

"How can this be done? You should ask for something for yourself." Belle knew very well that Gray had to do with books for himself. Although he was moved, he still hoped that he could consider himself.
Chapter completed!