[Princess Sissi] Apocalypse

Judging by his gold cuffs, he was a nobleman.

"Remember, I need to tighten my waist a little bit." The young man instructed, with a French romantic accent.The shop owner nodded to express his understanding, and the former was ready to leave satisfied.

When passing by, Song Yi could clearly see the other's facial features.

With well-built handsome eyebrows, pale gold, green eyes that are still round under the sunlight, and lips that are slightly pouty like a girl's, he is really a rare handsome man.

Song Yi looked away, and then found that Ludovica and Helene were still staring at the young man, it seems that everyone loves beauty.

"What a handsome boy!"

As a married woman, Ludovica could naturally sigh in this way. Helene just smiled with a blushing face, perhaps because she suddenly realized that she was a little bold just now.

"Thank you, Duchess, for coming."

Theodore spotted them sharp-eyed, and then he stopped the apprentices and came to meet them himself.

Song Yi observed the shop owner in front of her.

Teodo is a man with thin gold-rimmed eyes, in his fifties, not tall, wearing a slim-fitting uniform, his skin is a little loose, but his hands are still very dexterous.

Ludovica is obviously Mr. Teodo's regular customer. She naturally took her two daughters and followed Teodo to the inner room. Inside is a small but warmly decorated lounge with a couch at the end. The conspicuous position makes people want to rest on it at a glance.

"You have heard, Theodore, that the Duke of Oswilk is about to hold a ball."

"Yes, Duchess, just now, Mr. Oswerk Jr. just left!" Theodore served them tea himself.

Ludoweika just picked up the black teacup, and was a little surprised when he heard this, and then his eyes were as bright as a girl's.

"That blond boy is Mr. Oswellk Jr.?"

"Yes, ma'am, Mr. Oswilk Jr. has ordered two dresses for me."

"God, I don't even recognize it!" Ludovica exclaimed.

"Who says it's not? But Mr. Oswick Jr. has always refused to use silk fabrics to make him a dress. You must know that this kind of silk shipped from China has a very good effect on the upper body after being made into clothes."

"Oh, little Mr. Oswilk's eccentricity. I really don't know how they get along. After all, Mr. Oswilk likes Chinese culture so much." Ludo smiled, and Song Yi quickly Grabbed a point.

"Does Mr. Oswellk still like Chinese culture as much as before? Mom." Song Yi said tentatively.

Ludovica had no doubts.

"Yeah, but his son doesn't think so. He doesn't like Chinese culture."

Songyi's heart was a little itchy, God knows how long she hadn't heard the word China come out of other people's mouths, and now, in this place where she is, there is a guy who loves Chinese culture very much, thinking of this , Song Yi, who was originally not interested in the dance, finally became very interested.

6. chapter 6

Teodo re-measured the size of the two sisters, after all, the girls are still in the stage of growing their bodies.

Helene grew a little bit longer than in the beginning of spring, but Song Yi didn't change much. Ludovica was a little worried about Song Yi's undeveloped body, but Song Yi herself felt that it was just right now.After all, from the perspective of her former oriental eyes, the height of 1.6 meters is almost the same.

"I have to ask the cook to make more papaya milk for you when I go back later." Ludoweika said, and Song Yi almost lost her temper when she heard this sentence.

Girls' clothes are usually arranged by their mothers before they are married.

Ludovica is the direct princess of Bavaria, so she naturally has good taste.

The eldest daughter has a calm and gentle personality, and the elegant blue color will suit her very well, while the warm color of the second daughter Sissy will make her more beautiful, and can also slightly conceal her dry and flat figure.

Song Yi didn't care too much about her costume for the ball, she was itchy right now, she was eager to see the Duke of Oswilk, maybe there would be something kind in his place.

When returning home at night, Ludovica made a decision.

"To make sure you can wear your new dresses on prom day, girls, you need to control your diet."

Ludovica's words were actually meant for Song Yi, because Helene has always been a little sensitive about her weight, so she never eats too much.

Song Yi looked at the vegetables and small pieces of beef on her plate and sighed.

After dinner and rest for a while, Ludovica told them to go to bed early, all because of the ball.

I don't eat much for dinner and being forced to go on a diet is very painful.

Song Yi lay in bed dreaming about those delicious desserts, and fell asleep at some point.

She didn't seem to be sleeping deeply, and felt a little bumpy, and then a gust of wind blew on her cheek, waking her up from sleepiness.

She opened her eyes, but what she saw was not darkness, nor the ceiling, but a bright room.

The room is simple, but very clean, and the quilts are meticulously arranged.

Song Yi was a little puzzled, until her neck was itchy, as if something was strangling her uncomfortably, and she relaxed again after a while, and at the same time, a hand came into her eyes.

It was a man's hand. It was obviously not as delicate as a girl's. The fingers were long, with well-defined joints, and the skin was very fair but not the perverted whiteness of the aristocrats. The gloss was very good, which symbolized health...

and many more!

Song Yi's consciousness became completely clear.

If she was a cat at this moment, she must be completely blown up!

There was a shadow reflected on the water, it was not Song Yi herself, it was a man at all, moreover, it was a familiar man!

"Whoa-"

There was a sound of water, and Song Yi hissed, it was cold water, and the force of the towel brushing her cheek was not gentle.

"Will you be gentle?" Song Yi couldn't help but said, this is the face, not the floor tiles!

The owner of the hand stopped. At the same time, Song Yi woke up and turned around, subconsciously covering her mouth, but it was too late.

In a small mirror, the man's emerald eyes were somewhat deep, and the familiar dagger was taken out again.

"who are you?"

If Songyi had seen a person talking to the image in the mirror before, she would have thought that the person had lost his mind, but now, she just covered her mouth tightly and was determined not to make a sound.

The screen remained deadlocked like this.

After a while, the man's eyebrows furrowed, and he slowly took down the dagger.

"Huh—" Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

The crisis came into contact temporarily, but Songyi's brain hurt even more. She found that she might be in someone else's body now. To be precise, her thinking consciousness ran into someone else's body. If you speak, the other party can hear you.

what should I do?

The sentence ran through her mind in the form of a big question mark, until the aroma of the food made her sniff.

The fried lamb chops, which were charred on the outside and tender on the inside, were delicious, and the owner of the body seemed to be planning to enjoy his dinner.

Song Yi temporarily stopped thinking, and the owner of the body didn't even plan to start after waiting for 10 minutes.

"Why don't you eat?" Song Yi really wanted to ask this guy, but the guy sat very calmly.

"Want to eat?"

Thinking of the man's unique deep voice, the rising final sound at the back is curled up like the tail of a letter, full of seductive meaning.

Song Yi was taken aback.

"I've felt strange since that day." The man said, "There seems to be something wrong with my body, it's you, right, you are in my body now."

Seeing what he said with such certainty, Song Yi really doubted whether she was a foreign soul or he was a foreign soul. Can ordinary people accept such things so easily?

"Are you a ghost?"

"witchcraft?"

Song Yi pursed her lips tightly and did not intend to answer him to confirm the other party's guess.

Who can believe a man who put a knife on his neck the first time we met!

She decided to use this method to make the other party give up, but obviously, she was wrong.

"Are you hungry?"

Song Yi felt that the muscles in her body were stiff, and she felt a small smile from the corner of the man's mouth, but it was definitely not a kind smile.

"Let me think."

The other party seemed to recall, and after a while, all kinds of dazzling menus were announced.

"Prosciutto, Cajun pork chop, Swiss steak, panna cotta..."

"Cream pudding."

"Cream pudding?" the man repeated.

Song Yi gave a little no-promise grace.

"Ghosts or witchcraft?"

"ghost."

"Where is it?"

"I don't remember, it seems to be in the sea."

Falling into silence again, the aroma of lamb chops was still so strong, stimulating Song Yi who was forced to go on a diet. After a while, the other party's voice sounded again.

"you are lying."

"Yes."

"Admit it so simply this time?"

Song Yi still stared at the lamb chops, and then replied: "I can't lie and have no reaction at all, since I live in your body now, otherwise you would not know that you can use the weakness of food to control me at this moment. I think , We feel that we can communicate with each other, you have been testing the extent to which I can influence you before, obviously, the test results have increased your sense of security by a few percentage points."

After Song Yi finished speaking, she paused, then tilted her head and said, "Now, maybe