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

Chapter 76 There is only one friend, and he doesn't even count as a friend.

Chapter 76 There is only one friend, and he doesn't even count as a friend.

"what?"

"Sierra?" Eric's voice was outside the car window, full of doubt and danger.

Sera just wondered why he suddenly took the initiative, and his heart shrank suddenly when he heard the familiar voice.

Rose Hill looked out of the car window over Sera's face, and said softly, "It seems to be your friend."

His palm stroked the girl's slender back in front of Eric again and again, his lazy voice was low and provocative.

"It seems to be my friend." Sera clutched a bit of the white village shirt exposed under the suit on his chest, and his downcast eyes flashed past in confusion.

"I heard that he has a relationship with two nobles." Rose Hill lowered her eyes, and her eyes fell on her lips.

It turned out that he had heard those messages a long time ago.

Eric stood by the car, enduring the jealousy in his heart, "Selah, get out of the car."

"I don't believe those lies." She raised her pointed chin, her voice was sweet and soft, and she looked at Rose Hill with charming eyes, as if asking him, don't you know why I don't believe it?Not because I like you.

"Mr. Eric, what are you doing at the front door?" The servants came up to stop him from getting too close to the car.

When he turned around to explain, Sera pressed Rose Hill's chest and quickly kissed his lips with a triumphant smile in his eyes, "Okay sir, you have to let me go back and talk to my friends gone."

She opened the hands on her waist, moved to the other side and opened the door to get out of the car.

Rose Hill, who was leaning in the car, pursed her lips.

After kissing, he rushed to another man. This scene was inexplicably obtrusive.

"Let's go."

Sierra, who was not in a particularly good state, was grabbed by Eric's wrist just as he told the servants to retreat. At this moment, he almost forgot his identity and boundaries, and his eyes were full of worry.

"You went out with him?" He looked at her angrily, "Are you hurt? Why is your face so pale?"

Glancing at the car that had gone away, Sera put most of her heart back into her stomach. She shook her head, "I had a fever this morning, and the Duke took me to the hospital."

"Sick?" Eric was suddenly worried, "I haven't seen you for a while, and you're sick."

The conversation didn't sound right to the servant's ears.

"I took the medicine, and I'll be fine after a few days of rest." Sera also let him hold his wrist, and asked weakly, "Why are you here at this time?"

The encounter between the two protagonists almost gave her a heart attack. Fortunately, she and Eric still kept a layer of window paper, otherwise it would be troublesome.

Thinking of the scene he had just seen, Eric felt distraught, "Master Lizzie had something to say to me, he was supposed to come this morning, but there are a lot of things to prepare for the opening of the store, so I came late."

He was supposed to wait at the back door to come in, but the smell of the vampire mixed with her made him come to the front door.

After thinking about it for a while, Sera understood, she frowned and said, "Papa must want to fire you because of the rumors on the street."

"I caused you to lose your job." She was full of apology.

"Work?" Eric softened because she was worried about himself, "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of not having something to do."

"Father is your tribe's biggest employer, and you will lose a lot." Sera was still a little unhappy.

"Selah." Eric leaned down and looked at her: "It's easy to make money, not to mention it's not your fault."

Sera's eyes were obviously questioning, they obviously lived in such poverty.

Eric, who read her mind, said: "We just don't want to be like Rose Hill."

There are high-profile and bloody vampires, and there are loyal and ordinary little werewolves. Sera certainly understands that these are two extremes of non-human life.

"Miss, the master is still waiting in the reception room." The servant reminded.

"Let's go in together." Eric let go of her wrist, took two steps and stopped to wait for her to follow.

"I know it's probably useless to say that, but can you"

His deep eyes stayed on the girl's slender back and waist, and there was obvious disgust in his tone, "Can you stop letting him touch you all the time."

"Huh?" Sera pretended to be surprised, "You saw it all."

Eric nodded with a vague expression, "Don't let him hug you, it's not safe."

The last three words are completely used to decorate the superfluous words in front.

Sera stopped when she stepped into the gate, and she took Eric's hand, and the servant led the way in front, and she didn't notice the small movements of the two.

She whispered to him: "You are the only partner I have given my sincerity to, and I have always believed in you."

Eric lowered his head and couldn't help but ask, "What about Duke?"

"Mr. Rosehill? I believe him too." Sera smiled and said, "As for the insecurity you said, he helped me save a group of female slaves today, and I don't know how to thank him. Do you want to thank him?" Help me figure out a way?"

Eric, who had just jumped a little, suddenly fell back to the bottom, "So we are the same."

"It's different. There is only one friend, and he doesn't even count as a friend."

She defined her relationship with Rose Hill as an unattainable lover, indeed not even a friend, so there was nothing wrong with that.

Sera said it with peace of mind, and the corner of Eric's heart collapsed when he heard it. He felt that he had an extraordinary position in her heart and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "You don't have to thank him, his money has been accumulated for hundreds of years, and the money you spent Nothing counts."

"Hundreds of years?" Sera's transparent brown eyes appeared suspicious.

Eric, who realized that he said something wrong, quickly remedied, "Family business, hundreds of years."

"Oh, so that's it." Sera nodded, so how old was that old-fashioned vampire?A little curious.

Anna Xi, who hadn't gone out for a day, looked at the two of them with slightly swollen walnut eyes, "I persuaded Dad for a day, but he still didn't want to let go. I'm sorry Eric."

She acted like she had been crying all day over his unemployment.

Eric didn't change his mood, and simply said hello to her strangely.

"I came to tell Master Lizzy that you need to find a new hunter starting tomorrow."

Lizzie had put a bunch of words on his lips to dissuade this young man who had an affair with his two daughters, but when he heard him resign so cleanly, he didn't react for a while.

"It wasn't my intention, I mean, but your actions have caused trouble for me and my family."

"Let me clarify this matter." Eric stood beside the expensive patterned sofa and did not sit down. His thick and tough shoulders were straight, and his voice, which was in the period of changing voice, faintly revealed the stability of a mature man, "I don't I like Miss Anna Xi, and it has nothing to do with her being rumored on the street."

Sera raised her eyebrows slightly, and Anna Xi on the sofa was not overly surprised even though her complexion was bad.

It wasn't a surprise to her that the rock-bottom family affection allowed Eric to do this.

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