Killer in the Coffin

"Don't think I can't tell that you're just putting on an act, but do you know what kind of harm you're going to do to Julian if he's serious?" Nong Xuejia reminded Wei Yi with a serious expression.

The pervert was stunned for a moment. He had not expected that Nong Xuejia, who had fallen in love with Wei — would think of this much. It seemed that her EQ was not low either.

Nong Xuejia's words reminded the pervert that she shouldn't have provoked Julian. Grayson, Rorwey — the woman who killed him in the castle was really Julian. Grayson's mother, if he continued to play with her feelings, he would look more amicable than a pig or a dog.

"Hehe, don't worry big cousin. I will absolutely not do anything to your best friend again." The pervert made a solemn promise to Nong Xuejia and almost swore it.

"It's best if it is like this. Otherwise, if you hurt Julian's heart, I will definitely castrate you." Nong Xuejia replied angrily.

"F * * k, there's no need to exaggerate so much, right? Sacrificing your beloved man for the sake of your friend? Aren't you being too extreme?" The pervert grinned.

"Extreme for someone like you!" Nong Xuejia responded. Then, she suddenly thought of something as her face turned slightly red, "Pei! You are not my 'beloved man'!"

"Haha, you're still not admitting it? Look at you, your face is red!" The pervert suddenly wanted to see what would happen to Nong Xuejia due to her extreme shyness, so he kept jabbing his words into the little girl's heart.

"Truly shameless … "I'm just drinking too much!" Nong Xuejia appeared to be somewhat flustered, and her eyes were evasive.

The more he looked at her, the more he felt that she was cute, which matched well with Wei Yi's personality. After all, Wei Yi's character was too cold, and he needed such a pure and cute girl to heat him up. His future life wouldn't be so lonely.

"Enough …" I don't want to speak nonsense with you anymore, hurry up and tell me what you did with the other locks. I also want to find trouble with your 'Princess of Hua Xia'. " Nong Xuejia was worried that Wei would continue to question her, so she couldn't resist admitting that she really liked him, so she quickly changed the topic.

"I already told you, she's not some princess. At most, she's just a clown from a branch. The real princess is not someone you can mess with." The pervert said leisurely.

"It's best if she isn't a true descendant of the princess. I can't bear to insult her." Nong Xuejia looked in the direction of Russell. She really wanted to find trouble with her immediately.

He looked at the old man in the corner and said: "Although the royal family of China is no longer considered the royal family, a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse. Although the royal family that has existed for thousands of years can't create any problems in the new era, they can still enjoy some special treatment from the country, so you shouldn't go mess with people like this."

Even though the pervert didn't return to China until he started following Wei, right now it's the information age. It's always been paying attention to everything in China, and coupled with the deep knowledge of China hidden in its memories, it's always been very familiar with Chinese humanities.

The pervert's thoughts flew, he did not know that if the legitimate Chinese princess' descendants were to come here, they would not be surrounded by a few other terrifying old men like that mysterious old man who were secretly protecting them. After all, the legitimate princess' bloodline still had a bit of the prestige of a country, no matter how unprivileged they were, the country would not allow them to be humiliated outside.

Unless one day, the so-called royal bloodline was so lonely that no one knew who it was, the country would not care whether those people lived or died.

"Aren't you just being too unfathomable? The battle between her and I started from junior high. I know better than you what kind of virtue and ability she has!" Nong Xuejia didn't take the sex fiend's warning seriously at all. If she could, she really wanted to fight Luo Susu without caring about her image.

This was England. No matter which country's royal descendant was here, if their country did not have an imperial power system, even if they were killed, it would not cause any international competition, unless there was a deliberate hype in the media.

"Don't you dare anger her. If you fight with her here later, we'll be in big trouble." The pervert was afraid that Nong Xuejia's hands would itch again, so he walked up to Luo Susu and gave her another slap, angering the old man in the corner.

Wei had said that as long as Luo Susu was not hurt, the old man would not do anything.

Nong Xuejia had just given Russell a slap in the ear. If it were to happen again, no matter how good the mysterious old man's temperament was, he would probably secretly attack and give Nong Xuejia a warning.

"What are you afraid of? You could defeat a mercenary group, why would you be afraid of a woman?" Nong Xuejia followed Wei Yi's gaze to the old man in the corner, but she didn't sense anything amiss.

"Girl, your hair is too long and your knowledge is too limited. Do whatever you want, I'm going to do my own thing." The pervert helplessly looked at the waiter, who was helping him collect the wager, and his eyes lit up with gold ingots.

The service was a bit busy, so the rich kids who lost gradually got impatient and began to grumble, angrily scolding the waiter.

If those rich kids were queuing up to receive money, then it would be fine. But now, they were queuing up to give money to someone else. It would truly be a shameful matter. If this had happened to anyone else, they would not have been in a good mood either. However, with their phone in the hands of the waiter, they had no choice but to line up.

"Can't her say something nice to me?" Nong Xuejia pulled Wei Yi, who was about to go collect his money, with a hidden bitterness in his eyes.

The pervert was stunned, he didn't know what to say.

Say she's beautiful?

Forget it, to it, these words were too sloppy and perfunctory.

The pervert was suddenly struck by inspiration. Following Wei Yi's example, he coldly said, "Put your ear close to his."

Nong Xue Jia froze for a moment. Facing the cold and detached Wei Yi, she was like a little woman meeting her own husband, curious yet obedient, and put her ear close to his.

"Pfft."

The pervert gave Nong Xuejia a kiss on the cheek and quickly left, leaving Nong Xuejia standing there in a daze, all sorts of thoughts flying in the air.

"Pervert, will you f * cking die if you behave?" Wei Yi's main body was completely black. Tonight, his image of indifference had been completely crushed by the sex fiend, and he really didn't know how to get along with Nong Xuejia.

"Little brat, this marshal can only help you to this point." "Although Nong Xuejia is a bit willful, she's a good girl, you can't disappoint her." The pervert acted like she was a teacher as she lectured Wei Yiyi, an evil grin on her face.

"You've also said that before … "When you told me to sleep with Wanyi." Wei Yi replied lightly, feeling inexplicably sad.

The pervert paused before sighing. "She is indeed a good girl, isn't she?"

"So what if I am? Women who get close to people like me will not have a good ending, so don't think too much of yourself. You will only harm others." Wei Yi replied, his words returning to indifference.

"Sigh …" Don't say that. " The pervert slightly turned his head to look at Nong Xue Jia and continued to walk towards the waiter. His great mood was completely ruined by Wei Yi.

But Wei was telling the truth. The current Wei — he simply didn't have the ability to protect those he cared about, unless the person who raised him allowed him to do so.

Wei Yi was silent as he looked in Nong Xuejia's direction. He didn't know what kind of feelings he had towards this headstrong employer.

Love?

The book said that love between a man and a woman was an emotion that would be very exciting after meeting each other, but when he met Nong Xuejia, he didn't seem to be excited at all, as if he had never been excited to meet anyone. Perhaps he would never meet a woman who could make him excited in this lifetime, unless he lost his memory and forgot the special training in the training camp.