"Yes." The commander squinted his eyes, "I will let you know what regret is like."

"I'll see it," moan continued to provoke

The crowd gradually went far, and the commander slowed down, and said without expression, "how are you coming?"

"I thought you would pretend you didn't know me." GIBRON picked his eyebrows narrowly.

The commander looked at the sponge in the distance. "It's the idea."

"It's so ruthless!"

"The one who can't do my best is the enemy."

Giberen touched the tip of his nose. "One enemy is not as good as a friend. Although I can't use it for you, it doesn't mean I will stand on your opposite side. I will not, rest assured, be a slave to the countess. "

The treasurer looked at him coldly, and the lips were slightly hooked. "It's better."

Giberan, who was a child who was a child who was a doctor, received many international medical awards at the age of 25. When he was 25, he refused to recruit him to his research institute.

In medicine, he is a very talented genius.

Most importantly, he was a private son whose mother was unknown, so he was wise and did not help, and was not involved in the battle between the countess and Arthur.

Be wise and secure.

The Baron stepped up, and Gibran kept up. He was full of interest in remembering the beauty he had just seen. "The beauty around you just now is your woman?"

"What's your business!"

Gibran: "I am not sure what I am doing."

Just ask, is it necessary to be so tight?

"I think she has a good appetite for me, and she has a very good face and a good figure. It's my food. If you don't want to, remember to play for me... "

"You want to die?" The commander turned back abruptly, and looked at him with a cold look.

Gibran was startled by his sudden turn and jumped back a few steps. "I'll just talk about it. Why be so serious."

"It's not good to talk about it." "Dare to make her idea, your life will end by myself, and let you sleep forever on this island," the commander warned

GIBRON raised his hands and surrendered, "OK! OK! I don't make her idea. I just appreciate the good things. "

The commander hummed coldly and turned and strode away.

GIBRON walked slowly behind him with arms in his arms. "Threatening me? When you ask me... ""

……

The commander went back to the villa and found the atmosphere in the corridor was stiff. Ye nianyi thought to be calm and unhappy.

She stood in front of her, the Housekeeper on the island, "Miss ye, this is the room arranged by the countess in the morning. You can not be treated specially by yourself, who will abide by it."

Evelyn also exhorted, "Miss ye, you see, everyone has his own bedroom, and the countess is good for us, and everyone has privacy."

Yemenian stood by Caroline, sipping her lips and silent.

Moan city is leaning on the wall, watching the farce, Caroline has no right to speak. Everyone here is bigger than her, and she can only comfort her in the side of Ye Niannian.

"What happened?" The commander went over and pulled the sullen ye niannians into his arms.

"This is the case, Sir Arthur. The housekeeper has assigned the room. Miss Ye doesn't want to live." Evelyn's eyes were bright, and she looked at the gentle explanation to the baron.

The steward hurriedly leaned back to the steward, looking at the steward. "This is the case, master Arthur. Every bedroom is assigned by the countess in the morning. I'm also ordered to do things. "

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