Chapter 107 Game
He looked very angry.

Originally, I only asked you out, but Eric was worried that something would happen to me and he must follow me. What can I do?

These words were played silently in Sera's heart, and she said: "Threesomes are not bad. Isn't it?"

"Ah."

Eric was the first to let out a sneer.

Sierra stepped on her feet that were close together under the table, and her toes were trampled on. The indifferent teenager turned his head to look at her, and reluctantly took a sip of the coffee cup.

"I want to tell you about Mr. Apu. It's not convenient to say at home. Last time we offended him, he was planning to find a chance to murder you, and maybe me."

"You offended the interrogating officer?" Eric frowned, "When did it happen?"

"While I was at dinner with Mr Rosehill."

The corner of Eric's mouth twitched, and he looked at the opposite person with dissatisfaction, "You just threw her into danger so easily?"

Rose Hill was not surprised. He didn't even bother to look at the boy across from him, and said coldly, "Someone followed my car at noon."

Apu's movement speed is quite fast.

"Then I guess we're all being targeted now." Sera frowned, "He doesn't look like he's going to let it go, is His Majesty really so poor? Are you going to kill you and plunder your property? How serious."

"Sunderland also wants to take the same piece of cake. Several colonies of St. Loren have been invaded. This idiot, Hals, fights this battle that he will not win. Sooner or later, the land there will belong to the Kingdom of Sunderland." Ross Xi Er raised one lip, his words were full of contempt and disdain for the king.

Sera pursed her lips, "Aren't you a citizen of Lilenni, why do you feel that you are very familiar with Sunderland?"

Eric was dissatisfied that their conversation was ignored. He picked up the biscuit on the table and handed it to her mouth, mockingly said: "He is actually a traitor now, right Rose Hill."

Sera's back was numb from Rose Hill's deep black eyes. If the biscuit in her mouth was eaten into her stomach, she should be the next one to be eaten.

"I don't want biscuits, I want to eat the muffins on Mr. Rosehill's plate." She immediately pushed Eric away with her left hand, staring at the untouched round muffin opposite, "Do you want to eat it? "

Rose Hill lowered her head, her pale finger knuckles pressed against the plate and was about to push it over. Sera said again: "My right hand is inconvenient, why don't you help me put some jam in it, otherwise how can I eat it dry?"

His hand stopped, and he picked up the small table knife next to him unhurriedly, scraped a little jam into the muffin, and pushed the plate over.

Sera picked up the small muffin with her left hand and took a bite, "It's so sweet, I should have ordered another one earlier."

Eric snorted coldly, "Do you want me to order another one for you now? What good is eating what's off someone else's plate?"

"It's not good to eat other people's fingers, isn't it dirty?" Roth Hill sneered, and then the smile faded away, with an uncomfortably sinister expression on his face.

After satirizing Eric's werewolf smell, he turned to look at Sera.

She could see the anger in the black eyes rushing upwards. If it wasn't for maintaining the aristocratic dignity and normal state in front of people, Sera had no doubt that the two of them might have sex directly in the restaurant.

Who is better?She doesn't know, and doesn't want to know.

"Eric, I need to go to the bathroom, can you let me?"

When she really can't think of a way, she uses this trick to avoid all problems, and she won't be affected if there is a real fight.

"I'll accompany you." Eric got up and was about to help her out.

Sera shook her head, "I just hurt my leg, not broken, I can walk over by myself."

Seeing her leave under the guidance of the waiter, Eric sat back with a sullen face, "What's the matter with that vampire that came here? How could your people cause a sensation by letting unruly vampires run around? There are twice as many police cars on the street today."

"Obviously there is a soft-hearted vampire who can't bear to see the chaos of war in St. Loren. I will take care of our ethnic group's affairs." Rosehill's cold face and lips were tightly pursed. When there was no Serra, his face showed His disgust is a little more ferocious.

"Of course it's up to you to solve it, but the next time they come to our place of life, we will intervene to eliminate these monsters."

Eric put his powerful arm on the table, showing a bright threat, "Have you burned that vampire to death? I saw the burn marks reported in the newspaper."

"No one can break the rules. Witnesses who reveal secrets or know the truth will die." Roth Hill raised his chin and stared at him indifferently.

So people who broke the rules were dealt with that night.

Eric muttered dissatisfiedly, "That's right, we all abide by our own rules, so what about Selah? Does she know the truth about what happened that night?"

Thinking of Sera's perfunctory rejection of him, Rose Hill said coldly: "I'm aware of it."

Eric immediately became alert, "Even if she knows the secret, I won't stand idly by if you dare to hurt her."

Rose Hill sneered, "A wolf that hasn't even grown fur, what qualifications do you have to threaten me?"

Eric patted the table heavily, and Sela, who was still washing her hands, heard a loud noise in the coffee shop outside. She trembled, shook her wet hands, and ran out lamely.

The custom-made thick wooden table was cracked by Eric's palm, and the waiter ran over screaming.

Rose Hill stood up from the chair unhurriedly, he ignored the other party's impulsiveness, they both knew the necessary disguise in public.

He said lightly to Sera, who was still running over with a lame leg, "This lunch was very pleasant, I'm leaving first."

"I don't have a car! Let's go together and take Eric and me back along the way." Sera grabbed his wrist, apologetic in her brown eyes.

"Sierra, we can call a car back." Eric had no desire to be a vampire's car.

Sierra turned her head and said, "Don't call for a car, I've already spent all my money, and you have to give Granny your money, let's grab a car today."

She turned to look at the gloomy Rose Hill again, "My leg hurts, will you take us back?"

The soft little prayer, coupled with her mad desire to be close to him, Rose Hill's expression eased, and he held her left wrist with his backhand, "It's hard to take it."

Eric was side by side with her, and the three of them came out of the coffee shop together. Ordin, who was waiting in the car, had a strange look in his eyes.

It was the first time his car was hit by a werewolf. He looked back warily, then at Rose Hill, and then endured the smell of animals on the tip of his nose, started the car and drove out.

(End of this chapter)

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