After dressing as a villain in Yiyou, she opened her eyes and was in the Shura field

Chapter 11 Damascus Pink Rose

After taking a shower and coming out of the bathroom, it was getting dark, and now she just needs to let go of everything, take a walk around the second-class cabin, and then go back to sleep beautifully.

Betty met her at the door of the entertainment card room, which was very lively.

"Sera, have you recovered from your cold?"

"No."

Her ruddy complexion did not look like she was sick.

"I heard that you waltzed with the Duke yesterday." Betty held her arm. "He's also playing cards inside. Go and say hello."

"Don't fight, go to sleep." Sera wanted to break free, but her legs just took a step back when her back bumped into two small hands that pushed forward, following Betty's strength, she was pushed forward and back into the card room.

In the spacious room, there are four-person card tables every four or five meters. The smoke of the mixed smoke is strong, and several open-minded female stars playing with the men frequently arouse the eyes of the surrounding noble ladies.

There is a whole piece of scarlet wool carpet on the place near the window. Four men and a female family member are sitting at the card table. The Duke in a black suit is on the printed wall on the left.

He took off his black gloves, and held a 'sportsman's cigarette' between his pale fingers with a few rings. His black eyes were half-closed, and he watched the process of shuffling the cards indifferently.

They just finished an inning.

Isn't it a clear foul to play cards with him?

Sera just finished thinking about it subconsciously, and felt bad again.

After Betty pulled her in, she went to a card table by herself. The two girls who pushed her back were the two girls whose eyes she rolled her eyes last night. They had already pushed her to the front of the card table where Rose Hill was.

"Dad, Lily and I will play for a while."

The red-haired girl bent down to greet the middle-aged man at the poker table.

The girl named Lily held Sera's hand tightly, and bowed to the eye-catching man sitting there, "Duke."

Selah was forced to follow suit, her brown eyes raised to him.

Beautiful and vivid girly color, gorgeous like oil painting on the wall.

Empty and quiet voice, his mind reading skills failed again.

The ash from the burning cigarette fell into the jar, and Rose Hill twirled his fingers to press it out, "Come and sit, Sierra."

Lily's expression was stiff, and Sera's expression was also stiff.

She wants to go back to sleep, she wants to go back to sleep, she wants to go back to sleep.
The voice returned to his ears again, and Rose Hill picked up the martini at hand and put it in front of her.

"Are you sleepy?"

Sera, who just sat down beside him, pursed her lips and shook her head, "I'm not sleepy, I can stay with you for a while."

If it weren't for those bad women who pulled her here, she would have gone to bed by now.

Her duplicity caused Rose Hill to raise her eyebrows, and she turned her eyes to glance at the two young girls sitting opposite and watching the cards together.

"They brought you here." He tilted his head with a cold expression.

The breath in the ears was cool and cool, and the whispers that belonged to only two people made Sera blushed inexplicably, and she asked him in a low voice, "Did you see it?"

He didn't answer, and a new round of card games began.

The interaction between the two almost made Lili pissed off, her eyes lit up, and she had a conversation with the partner who was watching the cards diagonally across, "Dad bought a new big villa in the capital, and it is being renovated, and he will come to visit me next summer. "

"How many acres of land did you buy? Can you hunt and play baseball?" The red-haired girl became interested.

"Sure, Dad bought it for my pleasure."

The daughter's flattery made the middle-aged noble at the poker table very happy.

Lily's gaze swept across the Duke intentionally or unintentionally, and the girl dozing off with a wine glass beside him.

It was a poor conversation that satirized Sera openly and secretly, but she didn't listen to a word, and only complained in her heart that the opposite side looked like two flower peacocks courting and spreading their tails.

She lowered her head and took a sip of the wine that Rose Hill had given her. A pungent rush hit her forehead. She slapped her wits, coughing so hard that she silently complained that it was so spicy, did his mouth lose its sense of taste?

Playing cards five times, Rose Hill paid attention to the girl beside him three times out of the corner of his eye.

Her grotesque thoughts came and went, and it was hard for him to get them out of her head.

Sierra put down her glass and got up and said, "I'm going to lie in the bathroom."

She's going to rinse her mouth, and she won't drink this crap next time.

Rose Hill paused playing cards and looked up at her.

The girl's dark brown long hair was simply coiled up, and on her bare neck, blue arteries were beating rhythmically in front of his eyes.

Rose Hill rolled her throat, and suddenly found that her smell after drinking was very unique.

The rich sweetness blends into the martini flavor, like Damascena pink rose.

Spicy and sweet.

The bottomless black eyes reflected a strange dark red under the illumination of the warm lamp.

Sera looked back at him inadvertently, that cannibalistic look like a wild beast made her hair stand on end.

She hurried into the bathroom, all she could think about was the tragic appearance of being sucked into a mummy.

This damned death setting is doomed, her blood is a nice little dessert for him.

Betty on the other card table received Lily's gaze, and the three of them got up at the same time and followed Sera to the bathroom.

Betty stood guard at the door to stop the ladies who wanted to come in to use the bathroom. There were only three of them in the spacious bathroom.

Sierra had just walked to the sink to wash her face and refresh herself when she heard the sound of the outer door being locked.

Through the mirror, she looked at the two standing behind her, "Do you still want to be with me when you go to the bathroom?"

"Serra, don't be so shameless to seduce the Duke." Lily looked gloomy.

Serra took out a tissue to wipe her hands, then turned around and said, "You didn't force me to look at the cards? Are you angry now?"

"He's mine." Lily took a step forward and clenched her arm tightly, her slender nails dug into her flesh through the fabric, and an unpredictable punch hit her lower abdomen.

Sierra arched her back in pain, flung Lily's hand away, grabbed her neck under her shocked gaze, turned around and slammed her face hard on the sink.

The sound of the bridge of the nose hitting the countertop and fracture was crisp, and Sera pulled the girl to cover her mouth as soon as the girl screamed.

She stared fiercely at the red-haired girl who wanted to come forward to help, "Violence is not allowed between girls."

After speaking, Sera pushed Lily onto her body, and the two people in heavy skirts staggered and fell to the ground.

"Today is an exception."

It just so happened that the fear of the past few days urgently needs to be vented, and Sera didn't stop there. She savagely rushed at the two girls who fell together, and punched them several times in the abdomen.

Hearing the wailing movement inside, Betty, who realized something was wrong, opened the door and came in, stunned by the scene in front of her.

"Selah! How dare you hit the Marquis' daughter!"

"Didn't you acquiesce? You turned your elbow and went to someone's house." Sera raised her eyes, her pretty face was full of viciousness.

She is not a little girl raised by the nobles, she is an abandoned baby who is about to freeze to death on the streets of London, and a wild child who was adopted by a welfare agency and grew up relying on her fists to avoid being bullied.

(End of this chapter)