Ciel didn't scream like Diddyth, but she was no less sad than Diddyth.
She was crying silently, heartbreaking, and the pain was unspeakable.
Why.
Why did these drama-like things happen to her?
She didn't say she wanted to go through such an extraordinary life.
From the beginning, she just wanted to be an ordinary person That's why "Oh, I'm going to die," cried Didis babble, "to go to hell full of fire or to heaven, but Miss Ciel, I must have gone to heaven for my good looks, so I shouldn't be so sad, but I'm still very sad, I'm sorry for you, Miss Ciel." ” "Miss Sill, you know, although you look almost as beautiful as me, but your heart is so ugly and irritable, you will definitely go to hell after being killed by those enemies, I think of Miss Sill, you were pulled out of your tongue and gouged out by those vampires of hell, I am so sad that I want to cry, Miss Wow Sill" "Smack" Ciel raised his head and slapped the crying Diddis, his eyes shot sparks and scolded angrily, "Diddis, you don't have to wait until you go to hell if you cry again, I'll go to the kitchen and get a knife to cut your tongue off, don't think I dare to do this kind of thing, you cry again and try it" "Wow, Miss Sill, you're horrible, I'm wow" Didis looked at the fierce witch-like Sil and wanted to cry for a few days and nights, but she was afraid that Sil would really cut her tongue and cry a few times, so she forcibly endured the discomfort in her heart and stopped crying.
Diddis, she was afraid of Cyr, and did not dare to disobey Cyr's orders.
But if the person in front of her was Anisser, Didice would certainly not be afraid.
Of course, that is not possible at the moment.
Cill stood up, bowed his head and irritably unbuttoned his black cotton nun dress, leaving only a white knee-length silk lace nightdress on his body.
Cill exhaled with relief as he finished undressing his skirt.
This torn skirt made her hot to death "Oh Miss Ciel, how can you dress like this, how good it would be if you were seen by those men, I've never seen a young lady show her legs in public, my God, Miss Sill" Edith screamed excitedly as she looked at Ciel's exposed calves.
Cill glared down at Edith, his disgust growing for Edith and the people of the country.
People in this country are very backward in thinking, educated ladies or ladies must wear tutu skirts that cover their naked feet, only those women who are dusty will wear skirts that show off their figures, if people see women in close-fitting skirts on the street, the ladies will put on a look of disgust and alienation, and some men will turn a blind eye but most of them will go to flirt, because those women are dusty women.
She is now wearing a knee-length nightdress, which is undoubtedly equivalent to not wearing it in the eyes of the people here.
What breaks the country, what breaks the rules When she was in Europe, even if she didn't wear a corset to the party, no one would say that she was uneducated and indecent, but would praise her as a beautiful lady who knew how to be fashionable.
Except, of course, that the neurotic feudal conservative man kept asking her not to wear skirts that were bare-chested and shorter than one-fifth of her thighs. oshow7 t1706231537: