Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 363
It was a quiet afternoon when Manro saw Ansair.

During this period of time, without the target of the raid, Manro's only pleasure was dealing with the Hill family.

Strict and unkind father, proud elder brother, scheming older sister...

It can be said that they are the children taught by the Duke of Hill. Each of them is excellent and humble on the surface, but they have countless dark thoughts behind their backs. Such a family environment can actually cultivate a silly girl like the original owner. It is also a miracle.

Man Luo casually raised his hand to take the black tea on the table, and just about to take a sip, a pair of slender and beautiful hands with white gloves had already stretched out in front of Man Luo, those hands took the teacup in Man Luo's hand gently and without any trace, gracefully The voice rang in my ears.

Without the slightest abruptness, it was soft and comfortable like spring rain: "Miss Lucia, the tea is already cold, please allow me to make new ones for you."

The unfamiliar tone, but the voice was somewhat familiar, Man Luo raised his head suddenly, and met a pair of dark and deep eyes.

The boy was wearing a black slim tuxedo, every button was fastened meticulously, his slender figure was no longer as thin as before, when Man Luo looked at him, the boy bent slightly calmly and gracefully, evoking a perfect smile: " Long time no see, Miss Lucia, Ansair misses you very much."

Even though it's only been a few months, the boy's changes have turned upside down. He used to have sharp eyes, and he looked like a wolf cub who had no scruples and was vicious.Now he has become a gentleman and introverted, with a gentle temperament, as if he was born with a gentle and good temper.

But how could a person's essence change so quickly, everything is just appearance, under this gentle and polite appearance, there is still the heart of a wolf cub.

Dazed for a while, Man Luo slowly smiled, his immature face was as innocent as when he first saw it: "Ansair, you are back."

Seeing the long-lost smile on the girl's face, Ansair's heart couldn't help being flustered for a moment, and the glint in his eyes was perfectly concealed by him.

He nodded slightly at Manro, stepped towards the tea set aside, and just glanced at it, Ansair said, "Ceylon black tea, does Lucia like this taste?"

Man Luo was surprised that the other party could recognize the type of tea at a glance.

It seems that in the past few months, Ansair has learned much more than she imagined.

Man Luo shook his head, with a hint of disappointment in his clear eyes: "No, I actually don't like tea."

The original owner didn't like drinking tea. The reason why she drank tea every day was also because of Duke Hill's arrangement. All dominated by her father.

The obvious depression on the little girl's immature face made Ansair's eyes flash dark for a moment.

A series of footsteps sounded from far to near at this moment. A girl slightly older than Man Luo held the dress reservedly. She walked down the steps slowly. When she saw Man Luo who was already sitting there, her eyes flashed. A trace of arrogance and disdain.

"Good morning, sister Lucia."

The girl greeted with pride, and sat gracefully across from Man Luo in front of everyone.

This is the bastard sister who tricked the original owner into marrying her at that time——Lena.

As Lina sat down, the deacon beside her had consciously started preparing morning tea for her, but Lina's eyes had already been attracted by the young man behind Man Luo.

(End of this chapter)