The breakfast was done by the hardworking little maid. Morves had his own business. The last time everything fell on the road and the carriage broke. He had already set off again a few days ago to buy some things.

Belle was still thinking about how to write, and he was a little careless when eating.

At noon, she was not well yet. Under Gray's mental suggestion, she was trapped and slowly fell asleep.

In her sleep, she felt as if she had come to a place of nothingness, and a voice prompted her to build a house according to her own ideas.

Belle was confused and did not realize what was going on. After listening to the voice, she felt that the voice was very familiar, which made her unprepared and obediently began to build the house she wanted.

First of all, there should be a large study room in the room, filled with various books, and a desk beside the window, where you can sit here to read books and see the scenery outside the window.

I also need a small bed. If I see that I can lie down here and rest for a while when I see it.

Then there should be a large garden outside the window, planted with all kinds of flowers. The most important thing is that the roses bloom in June, the white and red ones should be.

Apart from the study, the most important thing is the kitchen. She wanted a big kitchen to make delicious food for her father and Grey, and saw their satisfied expressions.

Dad also needs a place where he can do whatever he wants. His original place was too dark and bad for his health. The new place should be bright and spacious.

There is also a bedroom, with a soft big bed, and a small bookshelves at the head of the bed, so you can read books before going to bed at night.

There should be a grape vine rack in the yard, where you can sit down below to enjoy the cool air in summer and invite some people to have a tea party.

You need to have a vegetable garden and grow your own vegetables.

There are stables for Philip to live in.

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Finally, Belle looked at the yard in front of him and nodded, which was a perfect home.

No, there is also an open space. Gray always likes to get up in the morning to practice swordsmanship.

A perfect yard gradually improved in Belle's imagination and became her favorite.

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In the afternoon, everyone in the town set out towards the square one after another, and a grand dinner was about to begin.

After everyone entered the venue, a luxurious carriage arrived late, attracting everyone's attention.

The carriage slowly stopped, and a handsome standard man smiled and helped a beautiful woman walk down.

There is nothing to say about a handsome guy. Although he has the appearance that crushes everyone on the scene and is also a famous tall, rich and handsome man, his clothes are still not eye-catching enough, and the main reason is the beauty he is holding.

She wore a golden dress, held her waist with a delicate face that was painted with light makeup but made all women eclipse. She walked as light and flowing as feathers. The golden patterns and countless crystals on the skirt shone brightly, making people unable to remove their eyes.

"Oh my God, what kind of dress is this? This is a masterpiece of God."

"Only the most beautiful woman can deserve it, it is tailor-made for Belle."

"If someone gives me a dress like this, I'll marry him immediately, no, even if I'm going to bed with him in this square."

All the women were excited and wanted to step forward and take off Belle and put it on her body. The eyes occasionally looked at the male companion with a strong disgust.

"Look, you are the protagonist today. Be confident, my princess." Gray said softly in her ear, walking into the square together.

At a banquet, eating and drinking are not the highlights, but the highlights are dancing and socializing. When you are tired and thirsty, it is time to eat and drink.

As the host of the banquet, Gray welcomed everyone and grabbed Belle into the dance floor and started leading the dance.

His Majesty the King's dancing skills are naturally not bad, and they have been trained by his parents with care. However, the two kingdoms are still slightly different, which makes him seem a little incoordinated.

But in everyone's eyes, this is harmless. Such a handsome and rich man, with a slightly poor dance skills, only means that he rarely participates in such social engagements, and it also means that he is very clean and a rare good match.

"Did the dress come from?" Belle danced with his arms, and occasionally asked in a low voice when he approached him.

"The masterpiece of the castle wardrobe lady." Gray smiled proudly, "Of course, the style was designed by me. A long time ago, I knew that there would be a girl I like to wear the most beautiful dress in my heart and dance with me."

Belle expressed doubts about this and teased: "I really can't see that. I thought you could only fight wild animals and dance with swords and guns!"

"Don't you like strong men?" Grey took her hand and took her back to his arms, and smiled.

“I like strong and wise men.”

"Luckily you met me, otherwise poor Belle would never be able to get married for the rest of her life."

The song ends with an intermission.

Many women came to communicate, hoping to dance with him. Gray smiled politely, walked to the mayor, and asked the mayor to be this evil man and sent them away for him.

"Sir, can I ask you to dance?" A pleasant voice came to my ears, making people feel as if they had arrived at a grassland with flowers in full bloom, and their whole body was wrapped in nature. The noisy dance party ushered in a moment of tranquility.

Gray turned his head and saw Carlisle in a bright red dress standing in front of her like a flower.

A rose with thorns, this idea will come to mind whenever anyone sees Carlisle.

Grey frowned, without the joy of being invited by the beautiful lady, he felt that the witch was here to cause trouble.

Before he could move, someone pushed him behind him.

I don't have to look at it and know that Bell's hand feels so familiar with it.

Carlisle put his hand in front of him and the two walked into the dance floor together.

"What are you here to do?" His Majesty the King asked directly if he had any questions.

"Of course I was attending your banquet. If you invited everyone, I won't just miss me, right? That's not a gentleman's behavior."

"When did you see the master holding a banquet, but bring his servant into the dance floor?"

"So, I want to be the master's woman."

"Not now!"

Carlisle's eyes suddenly changed, and there was a sense that you were indeed a scumbag, and I didn't mean to read it wrong.

"Master, you are so kind to her. Haven't you really fall in love with her yet? I thought you really loved her, so I spared no effort to spoil her."

"Of course I like her, but this does not prevent me from loving more people. Although there are more people, my love for everyone will not decrease." Gray said as a matter of course, without any guilt.

The scumbag light in Carlisle's eyes became even stronger. She didn't expect that anyone could say such shameless words so shamelessly. It seemed that her original decision was indeed right. Unfortunately, she was not strong enough and could not turn him into a beast.

If he could turn him into a beast, it would be perfect.

Two wild beasts, one does not know how to love, is cruel and cruel, the other is full of love and shows mercy everywhere, but they still look like true love to each one, a perfect comparison.

Belle watched the two of them walk into the dance floor, rejected the man who came to invite, quietly walked to the carriage, took out a book, and hid in the corner to read the book.

"She is still so weird. She has such a beautiful dress, but she doesn't enter the dance floor and hides here to read books alone."

"Yes, if I were given this dress, I would rather die on the dance floor."

"Oh my God, why didn't a prince charming give me a perfect love?"

Belle also heard some discussions about her, but she didn't care. Who would care about their opinions? She wouldn't care about it before, nor would she care about it now. As Gray said, be the best self.

In fact, when Gray took out the dress, she was also ecstatic, looking at herself in the mirror, feeling like she was looking at another elf walking out of the painting.

But after dancing a song, she felt that it was just that. It would be better to read a book or conceive her own story.
Chapter completed!