LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

The Duchess is a smart man.

She knows that as long as she gets the ring of Cain, this news will always be known to other families, no matter how soon or late.

Although the Fet Castle is considered to be an old-fashioned aristocrat in the blood family, the Duchess is sober--only with a Fett Castle, the ring of Cain cannot be retained.

At this time, it is the safest decision to find a suitable patron and exchange the Cain's ring for sufficient benefits.

The Vatican family is undoubtedly the best choice because it is a cooperative relationship with Fett Castle itself. Of course, the biggest reason is that His Royal Highness Prince Vatican has enough strength to own this ring and let others not dare to act rashly.

She can raise a lot of conditions, and there is a high probability that the other party will not refuse - the gift of Cain's ring is too expensive.

But after the Duchess thought for a long time, she still made this request - she knew very well that she had lost this opportunity, and she might not have approached the Prince's Royal Highness in her life.

She looked up and looked at the man in front of her with a misty and affectionate look, expecting the other person to give herself a positive response.

Angelire coveted the woman looking at it.

It is undeniable that the **** dude of the Duchess of Fett has a very beautiful face, her rosy lips slightly upturned, as if inviting others to pick; the exquisite body is set against the gorgeous dress, let The blood is arrogant.

A full of stunners.

Most men will not reject the show from such a stunner. In particular, it is also a gift that no bloodline can refuse.

The prince of the prince slowly slid his lips and smiled.

The Duchess only felt that their breath was deprived by the other party in an instant, and the soul fell into the curved arc of the other's mouth.

Not far away, several ladies who were watching this side also saw the smile of His Royal Highness, and they took a breath on their chests.

If they are not afraid of rudeness, they are afraid to scream out on the spot!

Only standing on the other side is smiling and flirting with the flirtation. After seeing the intoxicating smile of His Royal Highness, his face stiffened.

She quickly lifted the folding fan in her hand, ignoring the incomprehensible eyes of the people around her, covering her face and retreating to a little further away.

I don't know what the Duchess said, but it made my Highness unhappy?

The Duchess was immersed in the illusion of the spring breeze that was about to be with the most honorable Prince of the Blood, and it was cold and cold.

"Cecile, you are over."

The still soft voice pulled her out of the illusion, just the tone, let her scream a chill.

His Royal Highness is not happy.

If it is in peacetime, the Duchess should be very interested in the topic of openness. But she obviously hasn't recovered from that smile.

"His Royal Highness." She bit her lip, and the corner of her mouth evoked a glimpse of the charm. "Cezilla will make you very comfortable..."

"Hey!" Her body straightened down.

There was a thick carpet on the jade floor of the hall. When she knelt down, there was still a dull crash, enough to imagine that there was more.

His Royal Highness Prince Vatican never knew how to write the words "Pity and Xi Yu".

"Don't dare to use charm for me, Cecilia, do you think that the Duchess is already tired?"