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

Chapter 81 Misunderstanding on Misunderstanding
"I know." Eric carried the meat into the store, of course he knew, but Sera is a noble lady, she regards him as her best friend, and he doesn't want to break this relationship so that the two will become friends in the future no.

Sierra, who got on her horse and ran away, just came out of the corner of Holker Street, when she saw Rose Hill who also came out of a big house on the street.

The street in front of him was full of cars, and the storefront sign hung high above his head was brand new, engraved with the back of a graceful woman, surrounded by a circle of colored light bulbs. Looking carefully, it was a very gaudy store name. .

【Liba J Hospital】

Good guy, really good guy.

Sierra stared at the expressionless blond duke for a few seconds across the road, and Ordin and a beautiful girl with a waitress apron on her upper body came out from behind him. The turbulence is extremely eye-catching.

Sera pouted decisively, drove the horse and turned away.

"Selah." Rose Hill called her softly.

Sera stared ahead without even turning her head. She hadn't digested the scene she just saw, so she didn't want to talk to him for the time being.

The horse walked on the street for a few minutes, and a black classic car drove beside her on the street.

Inside the half-closed car window, a cold male voice asked, "What's the matter with your skirt?"

Sierra turned her head to one side, lowered her eyes again, and met the pale and handsome face hidden in the dark of the car, and said in a coaxing voice, "The waitress' theme party? I didn't even know the Duke liked to play this."

Her irrelevant answer made the car silent for a few seconds, "That's my property, it's newly opened today."

Sera reined in the horse, stopped her hooves, said softly but still angrily, "Oh, then I wish you a prosperous business."

The classic car stopped at the same time, and the slender fingers in leather gloves pushed the door. The young man in a suit and leather shoes sitting by the door had bottomless dark eyes, "Come up."

Sera hesitated for a while, then shook his head decisively, "No, I'm going home, and Dad is still waiting for me to eat."

Aldin opened the door and got out of the car, and called a driver from the street who was waiting to start work. He handed him a few banknotes, pointed to Sera's horse, and said, "Take it back to Mawson Manor, and talk to the driver there." The butler said, Miss Serra and the Duke of Rosehill have dinner, and I will go back later."

"Ok sir."

The itinerary was clearly arranged, and Sera had no choice but to get off the horse because she was reluctant. She really wanted to go home, but today she took away a piece of land from Rose Hill. He is now his number one creditor.

She walked to the car door, and the people inside sat down to make a seat for her.

Serra stooped and ducked in.

The car door closed with a bang, and the fallen car curtain blocked several lines of sight from the window, and occasionally street lights lit up at night shone on the white curtain.

"What's the matter with the dress?" Rose Hill asked again.

Sera replied in a muffled voice: "A litter of rabbits died at home and was stained with blood."

"You went to see Eric?" His tone was not very good.

"How do you know?" Sera turned her face to the side, and saw Rose Hill taking off her gloves, revealing a little bit of her white hand, with gemstones on each of the fingers with slightly protruding knuckles.

This color combination of red, blue and green would be a catastrophe for any pair of flawed hands, but there is no violation on these hands, the faceted luster refracted between the gemstones and the snow-white skin complement each other.

Sela stared unconsciously at the movement of him taking off his gloves, the kind that people who don't control their hands will love.

After taking off her gloves and folding them into her pockets, Rose Hill turned to her and asked, "What did you do?"

Obviously it should be the scene where she questioned him about visiting the J hospital, but the status of the conversation was reversed as soon as he got in the car.

The other party's strong aura made Sera feel a little guilty, but she didn't do anything today, so there was nothing to feel guilty about.

She sat upright and said, "I didn't do anything, I just passed by the butcher shop and said hello."

"Hello?" Rose Hill's voice sank, and his eyes were cold.

He pressed his cold thumb on her lips and rubbed them vigorously, "Just a greeting?"

The smell here is too strong to hide, disgusting, repulsive animal stench.

The temperatureless inquiry crawled across Sera's heart like a poisonous snake, and the cold man shivered.

She inexplicably remembered the words she had said in his small manor.

Good at creating, but also good at destroying everything that does not belong to him.

"Why are you angry? I just gave Eric a kiss before parting. Don't you kiss and greet someone you have a close relationship with?"

Sera, who pretended to be calm, hugged his arm and managed to save her lips, "And I'm not mad at you yet, those beautiful girls are all wrapped in white aprons that can't cover their chests, you can see them all with your eyes." But it’s coming, right?”

Ross Hill narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the jealous girl with puffy face in front of him, "I never kiss on the cheek."

"Really? I have kissed you many times." Sera poked his lips and cheeks, and said dissatisfiedly: "Here and here, isn't it my kind greeting? Everyone does this, why are you unhappy?" of."

For a while, Rose Hill was silent.

He didn't deny that what she said was right, but he didn't want to admit it in his heart.

"I'm not angry." He explained stiffly.

"Oh, then I'm going to be angry now." Sierra, who had escaped the catastrophe, let go of his arm and turned to face the window, angrily said, "All those girls are better than me, no wonder you're not interested in me."

Rose Hill frowned and replied; "There is no comparison."

Sera turned her head in shock. She was angry. She was really angry. Is there anyone who insults people so openly and openly?

She moved her buttocks and squeezed to his side, her white hands angrily tugged at the neckline of the suit without a trace of wrinkle, "Am I so bad?"

Rose Hill looked at the blushing little face that suddenly approached, and there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

She would be wrong.

The classic car driven by Aldin climbed up a slope, and Sera's body followed suit to the chest of the ascetic suit in front of her, but she was really hit tonight, and she didn't want to seduce him at all.

She let go of her hand, and as soon as her hips moved back a little, the long arms behind her wrapped around her waist, pulling her back again.

"I mean you are different from them, you are not comparable to the goods for sale in the store." Rose Hill lowered her eyes, and her hard palms were slightly clenched against her soft waist.

He regards her as a descendant who can transform himself, so her existence is unique and incomparable.

Sierra lay on his chest and stared at his flawless beauty, before asking after a while: "Am I unique?"

(End of this chapter)