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

Half a quarter of an hour later, the whole family sat down in the living room except for Anna Xi, who had to seek medical treatment for facial swelling.

Rose Hill's intention was very clear. He proposed to buy Mawson Manor. Since there are many damaged and aging places in the manor, he is only willing to buy it at a low price.

"I'm afraid the price is inappropriate." Lizzie looked puzzled, "at least twice what you bid."

"Then we can't go on talking." Rose Hill said coldly, "No one cares about your manor, and no one will take it over except me."

Josie forced a smile and said, "Can I ask a little more, sir, what is your purpose for buying this manor?"

Sera also looked at him curiously, she really wanted to know what he would do with it, and he didn't lack a house to live in.

Rose Hill also looked at her, slightly pursing her lips, "Selah will be 19 soon, a birthday present for her."

Sierra froze for a moment, "Send me? 19 years old?"

He said: "On my way back, the cruise ship stopped around Leicestershire and went to the place where you lived. It was your housekeeper who told me the date."

She herself didn't even know that her 19th birthday was approaching, or in other words, she had never had a birthday after living for so many years.

Sera quickly interrupted her incongruous thoughts, "It's very precious, but you have already given me gems."

Speaking of the ruby ​​named eternity, Rosehill glanced at her delicate neck, which was empty.

He lowered his eyes and pressed down his eyebrows, "So you don't want it?"

Lizzie directly stopped Serra and helped her make a decision, "What Serra wants, if Mr. Rosehill wants to buy it as a gift for Serra, then of course I am willing to sell it at a low price."

His resolute agreement is also very simple, Sera's manor is his manor, which is no different from being stuffed with a lot of money and going back to live.

Josie also didn't like staying in this small place, living with a group of poor civilians.

It was rare for her to show a loving expression, and echoed: "Sera, let's go for a walk with Mr. Rosehill. The weather outside is fine, go and enjoy the sun."

The sun is indeed very bright outside the window, which is not good.

There was a little worry in Sera's eyes, but Rose Hill stood up and said calmly, "Let's go, Miss Serra."

She was about to straighten her skirt and stand up while leaning on the armrest, when a pale hand stretched out in front of her eyes, with the palm facing upwards, without a trace of lines.

Sierra took his hand and stood up with strength, and the cold palm wrapped her hand tightly.

But Rose Hill quickly let go, and the two walked to the door side by side, and Aldin handed over a black umbrella.

The umbrella was opened and the man was shrouded in shadow. He held the umbrella in one hand and held a black cane in the other, beckoning, "Hold me."

Sera took his arm and walked slowly into the sunlight with him.

She raised her head and said, "Will it be uncomfortable? The sun is very bright today."

"Aldin said that you were injured last night." Rose Hill accommodated her pace and walked very slowly.

"Well, Eric was discovered by people from the church, and they wanted to kill him." Sera didn't lie to him, and told the truth: "I was shot, and Lloyd helped save me."

"I told you to stay away from that stinky wolf, but you just don't listen to me." Rose Hill stopped in his tracks, looking unhappy, "How is the wound?"

"It's healed, I think it's just a little anemic now." She looked at his gloomy face, reached out and touched his chin, "Don't worry, Mr. Rosehill."

He stopped, not paying attention to her unreasonable behavior, and there was anger in his eyes, "You should stay by my side, no one can protect you except me."

It has become his obsession to become one of his members, gain a strong body and immortality, and let her completely strip away her fragile body.

Sierra ignored his words and pointed to the pastry seller in front, "I want to eat scones, grape-flavored ones."

While getting angry, Rosehill went to buy grape-flavored scones for her with a cold face. The pastry seller was startled by his cannibalistic expression.

After getting the scones, Sierra took him to swim in the lake again.

"I've never swam on a lake with a man, Mr. Rosehill, you are the first."

"I am very honored?"

"you can say it this way."

She stepped into the rickety boat, and Rosehill held her steady until she sat down.

Both of them were sitting on the same side, hiding under a big black umbrella, completely different from the ladies on the boat in the distance holding small floral parasols, even a little funny.

When the boat rowed out, Serra laughed for a while at the incompatibility of the two.

Ross Hill said: "Eric has been found and following the rules he will leave Cumbria shortly."

He didn't gloat much when he spoke, just stating a fact.

Sera nodded, "Well, his clan thought I was the one who informed, but they let me go."

"You inform?" Rose Hill snorted, and he was not polite when mocking others, "You don't have the guts to do this."

"Why are you so sure." Sera pursed her lips angrily.

"Remember the first time you saw me on the boat." He lowered his eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips, "Like seeing a ghost."

Sera recalled the first meeting with him, thinking about it because she was afraid of him to death.

She snorted softly, "From this point?"

"Enough." Rose Hill stared at her, "I doubt sometimes, and then you know what I am."

Sera's heart skipped a beat, avoiding his piercing eyes, "Your delusion."

He withdrew his gaze and didn't care about the change in her micro-expression, "It doesn't matter to me anymore, I will take you back to the capital when the social season comes."

Sierra turned her face sideways, "I still want to go? My family is already bankrupt, and it would be a joke to go to the social season again."

"Who said they." He lowered his eyes and said, "Only you."

"Ok?"

"My need and possession of you is far more than what you said." He gritted his teeth, his dark eyes suddenly burned, and the emotion inside was extremely strong.

"I don't want to leave you for a long time, you must always be under my sight."

His shoulders leaned towards her, and he brought his face closer. The faint blue-gray shadow under his eyes made the emotion more intense.

"But you always seem to be leading me wrongly, making me look down on this emotion."

Serra clutched the paper bag of scones and swallowed.

"Have I? This is just my opinion of you."

Rose Hill put on a smile as gentle as possible, and the scarlet lips lowered the temperature brought by the smile, "Obviously you don't know me well enough, let me tell you a reason, the church that hurt you is dominated by Bellamy leaders , and it only took me one night to kill him."

Sierra was stunned, she suspected that something was wrong with her ears.

"You killed... the church leader?"

is he crazy