Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

If his father talked to him like this at ordinary times, he would definitely refute it directly. How could he compromise with Siqiu, but now it's different. He made Siqiu angry, and Mick also knows that this man is definitely angry, very angry, and may have to kill him. If he was at ordinary times, he really doesn't feel anything, But now, his whole heart was still full of anxiety. No matter what Farouk said, he should go on, for fear that he would be bitten by hatred the next second.

Within the minute his father came from the villa, Mick felt that his heart was completely frightened by the look of hatred. He couldn't say a word. He was so scared that he even breathed a little. Mick looked arrogant to everyone, because the ericks family stamped their feet in country M, You can shake three times, so he's outside. No one dares to offend him. Even if his father is not an earl, and even if he is very difficult to deal with the current earl, he is still a member of the Alex family. Those outside are afraid of him, so his character is very arrogant. Even his father has no way to him, but there is a person who can cure him in this world, That is thinking of revenge. Mick doesn't want to provoke it, regardless of its status and means.

He forced himself not to see Siqiu, nor did he want to see Fengjiu dance, nor did he want to see shore Siqiu. He was purely afraid that he would be killed by Siqiu's eyes. He didn't want to see Fengjiu dance. It was also because he was afraid that he would be fascinated by Fengjiu dance again. He would do anything special later, so he had to restrain himself.

Zi, a sound of braking resounded through this place. The housekeeper sneered and stared at the man who rushed out of the car. The corner of his lips coldly ticked. He wanted to give the man who got out of the car a disdainful look. Those who can be the housekeeper of the ancient castle are all the admirers of the count. They worship hatred and climb up all the time. They want to be the people around hatred. Therefore, everyone in the ancient castle, Few people can look up to the father and son. Obviously, the count is also the blood of the old count, but the old count is like a servant. Oh, the kind worse than the servant, I'm afraid it's a slave. They also heard that the count was bullied miserably by Mick when he was a child, and almost had to die, and the old count never took care of it, Even the old count's eyes at the count were no different from those of an enemy. Therefore, the housekeeper hated the father and son as much as he hated them.

Look, it's only a little distance. I can drive here. If the count is bullied here, I'm afraid the old count doesn't even bother to say a word. Now their count has grown up and doesn't have to be bullied by these guys. Now, they just want to clean up the father and son.

After Farouk got out of the car, he ran directly to Mick and looked around. When he found that Mick had no problem, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then he thought that there was another difficult guy here, he directly turned his eyes to Siqiu. However, when he put Siqiu on him, he noticed Fengjiu dance and took a deep breath, No wonder Mick would offend Siqiu.

A woman who can be so close to the sick child can be a normal woman. Seeing the sick child's face, this woman is probably the woman that the sick child likes. With her son's virtue, it is probably because she saw this woman that she offended the sick child. Now that she knows what's going on.

Then Farouk showed a gentle smile at Fengjiu dance. He investigated that the woman was from China and he could also speak Chinese language. He smiled at Fengjiu dance and said, "are you the friend brought back by the emperor? I am the father of the emperor, Alex Farouk Dann. "

Farouk is very good-looking, but Fengjiu dance should know that Siqiu's appearance should be inherited from his mother. Siqiu looks more Oriental and has softer facial features. It doesn't have the three-dimensional feeling of the man in front of him. Although the man's words are very warm, Fengjiu dance can see that it is similar to the man's indifference to her, To put it more seriously, she doesn't mean to pay attention to her. When she comes to this place, people don't have to pay attention to her. Looking at the character of thinking about revenge, this man will probably be cleaned up by him. Therefore, it's not important whether he wants to answer or not.

Feng Jiuwu stared at Farouk quietly. At first, Farouk's face was mild, but gradually, he became a little stiff. In this world, he had few people to fear. He was afraid of the sick child. It was his ability that made him feel terrible. But if a woman dared to throw his face at him, Farouk would be the same as before, He will never let go of Fengjiu dance, but the sick seedling is here. He really doesn't dare to do anything. Mick offended the woman and will be cleaned up by the sick seedling, so he must be quiet and never be angry.

Farouk thought of this and then pulled out a stiff smile at Fengjiu dance. He knew that Fengjiu dance would not work, so he turned his eyes to Siqiu and said gently to Siqiu, "look, Emperor Su, Mick also admitted his mistake. Don't blame him. In his life, he has nothing to hide when he sees good-looking things, I won't let him appear in front of the young lady in the future. Look, how about this? "

Farouk said something humble for the second time. The first time was because he wanted to take back the count position of Siqiu. He failed and wanted Siqiu to spare him. This time, it was because Mick said that he knew not to get close to Siqiu before, so he didn't get close to Siqiu and didn't offend him. But this time, he really went too far.

Siqiu lowered his eyes slightly, pulled his thin lips slightly, sneered, "an eye or a palm, choose one."

Farouk knew what Siqiu meant. His face turned white and his feet couldn't stand. Mick was no better, because Siqiu was talking about him. He wanted to get rid of that. He didn't believe any of them. If he didn't have an eye and palm, his life would be really over and over.

Mick's lips trembled a few times. After all, those words seemed to be stuck in his throat and couldn't be said.

Farouk was a little better than him, at least he could say, and then his voice trembled and said, "is there any other choice?"