The arrogant vampire raised the corners of his lips recklessly, declaring his omnipotence, "I am different from your suitors. I only like to solve problems from the root cause. There is always a price to pay for my help. I only like equals." Chip exchange, only you are the exception."

"I've said this question more than once."

"Like?" He chewed the two words, and said, "If I just like it, it's not enough for me to make this step."

Rose Hill is too clever, and the elderly who have lived for centuries can't be fooled at all.

Sierra lowered her head, silently opened her scone paper bag, and forcibly avoided the topic, "I'm hungry."

There was still cream in the middle of the freshly baked pastry, she took a bite into the middle, and the cream squeezed out from the side immediately rubbed against her face.

She hooked it with her tongue, but found that she couldn't lick it, so she wanted to wipe it off with her hands. Rosehill pressed her hand, "I'm hungry too."

Sera was clever, and shrank her neck subconsciously, "There is no food for you here."

Before the words were finished, a cold kiss fell on her lips, helping her clean up the cream on her lips.

The scones fell back into the paper bag, and the big black umbrella covered the faces of the two of them. Alding rowed the boat with one hand and held the umbrella with the other, and sighed extremely aggrieved.

Why would he be publicly executed every time? Those small kissing sounds were simply too painful for him.

Sierra was hooked and kissed by Rose Hill until her stomach groaned and she was really hungry before she was allowed to eat the scone again.

The lips that had been ravaged were numb, and the sweet and greasy scones became difficult to chew.

Sera didn't know that Rosehill would have such an impulse. When she learned that she was injured, her first thought was not to visit, but to directly solve the person who raised the problem.

Anna Xi's name flashed across her mind, and then quickly erased it.

Can't let people die now.

After kissing, Rose Hill's attitude was much gentler.

"Why don't you wear a necklace?"

"It's too precious, and I'm afraid I'll be robbed on the road." Sera compared the size of the gemstone, "It's so eye-catching, if I lose it, I'll be heartbroken."

"Where did you put it?"

"I treasure it up and lock it in the cabinet of the dressing table." Sera said solemnly: "I will wear it on important occasions."

Rose Hill was satisfied.

"You bought that villa to solve my family troubles?" Serra finally had time to ask him about it.

"No, it's just for you to live in." He said disgustedly, "It's so crowded that you can't even put one foot in there."

This metaphor is somewhat exaggerated.

Sera coughed lightly, and tentatively asked, "Do you want to live with me?"

Rose Hill heard her voice, and her smile became horrified, "You seem to really don't want this to happen."

She pursed her lips, "No."

"I won't live with you." He spoke quickly, "You know that a sweet lamb is put in your mouth every day, and it's hard not to eat it."

Sierra relaxed and praised him with a smile, "I know that Mr. Rose Hill has always been a perfect gentleman and suitor."

"The suitor?" Rose Hill pressed her hand on the wooden seat and sneered, "Since when did our identities switch?"

Sera thought for a while, then smiled and answered, "Since you fell in love with me?"

His expression froze, his body stiffened, and his voice became unexpectedly sharp, "Are you sure?"

She was a little surprised by his sudden outburst of emotion, "Do you want me to change my words and go back to my original point?"

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