Young Master Oster was missing a valet named Wells by his side.

"Got it, got it, you just arranged it. ”

Master Oster was not at all concerned about this matter, he had no worries in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, he dismissed the butler who had come to report the matter.

The housekeeper didn't say anything for a while, and when he saw Lang Bo, he scolded him angrily: "Look at what kind of people you found, you ran away like this, without a sense of responsibility." ”

Lamb was still complaining that Wells had obviously followed Miss Anne, so why should he blame himself, and muttered behind his back, "What did you do, boy?"

There was some romantic imagination in his mind, maybe Miss Anne valued his good looks, and hid him in the house?

Maybe he's still somewhere waiting to be rescued, but he's still exclusive to him.

Soon leaving behind that shallow friendship, Lamb remembered Wells again and felt that he had no good luck with the other party, and that he was not favored by Miss Anne or anything like that.

The matter was not hidden, and soon it was spread out, and to the famous courtesan, Miss Anne, it was only an inconspicuous embellishment of her name, and when it was discussed, it was all praise for her charm, and she, for that Wells, seemed to have a long aftertaste, would smile lightly and say, "Ah, what a face to miss." ”

In the night, with some surprise in the eyes, it is really beautiful.

The red lips have been licked by the fragrant tongue, and it seems that I can taste the stimulating and enjoyable taste, and I would like to do it again if I can.

It's a pity that next time, he will definitely not "cooperate" with him.

For the devil, being put on a table is actually not a big deal, it's a big deal to find a place to nest for a few years, and life is still the same, the only loss is that the current identity is not used.

Wells didn't feel much distressed, normally speaking, being a valet is not a reluctant job, he can just use this to hide his identity, try to find other devils, and see if he can get some benefits in this faction battle.

Generally speaking, when a war starts, the losses are certain, and the heavy rewards are also certain.

Bishop Downey, who worried Miss Anne, still appeared in front of everyone the next day, and it was difficult to tell if it was another stand-in without killing the other party once.

"This kind of guy with a lot of stand-ins is also quite troublesome. ”

Wells's personal experience is very bad, but he is not too worried about this guy finding trouble with him, the skin of faith is a disguise, but also a shackle, and if he doesn't want to collapse his personality, the other party will not go too far.

On Blessing Day, at the entrance of the Holy Courtyard, Bishop Donnie stood on the steps in his trademark gold-collared white robe, smiling and blessing every believer.

"I hope I can get your blessing too. ”

Wells changed his face, for the devil, face was never a sign of acquaintance, his face was much more ordinary now, and there were lively freckles on both sides of his nose, which was extremely ordinary among the believers.

"Of course, God bless the world. ”

The smile on Bishop Donnie's face did not change, and he took a piece of fluffy white bread from his plate and handed it to Wells, the wave in his eyes finally calming down.

"Is there really a god?" said Wells, abruptly asking, looking at the astonished eyes around him, "I have never seen a miracle, but I hope that its appearance will help us get out of our present predicament." ”

"If you really want to, then it's bound to happen. ”

Bishop Downey said seriously, as if he were facing every lost child, but there was a clear threat in his eyes, as if to say, "Don't look for trouble."

Wells smiled at his brain, nodded, put the hat on his head, and said in an insincere tone, "I hope so." ”

They exchanged a final look, which was some kind of compromise, and Bishop Donnie probably didn't want to tear his face in public, and finally watched him leave.

Dangling in front of the slain, Wells went to her again with the malice of not letting Miss Anne go, and the famous courtesan, who was really good at finding out his whereabouts, waited at the door of the opera house, and greeted him with joy when he came out with a man, "Is it your little trick to attract me to say goodbye late at night? ”

The boss's lines are simply easy for Wells, who has experience in acting, and the effect of this line is really good, surprised, the expression on Miss Anne's face is really wonderful, as if she has tasted the malice in that line, three sounds, disgusting evil.

Looking at Wells, who was like a wandering poet, Miss Anne wanted to say something like she didn't know, but she immediately showed a fake smile in her threatening eyes, "Ah, this..."

Needless to say, the gentleman of great standing next to him thought he was a gentleman and took his own initiative to refuse, so as not to puncture Miss Anne's privacy, but the last look in his eyes had at least lost half of his interest in the beautiful and charming Miss Anne.

If the man's success is worth looking up to, then there must be many ministers who want to become the skirt of the beauty, relatively, if the beauty is with a homeless man, then no matter how beautiful the beauty is, everyone has to think about whether they are equal to the homeless man.

"Wells, you didn't come here to sabotage my business. ”

Miss Anne, in the case of satisfying her appetite, never minded being a courtesan, and still attached great importance to some excellent food, just now, that is, young, handsome, and status, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a precious jewel, worthy of love.

Miss Anne, who lowered her voice, did not refuse Wells's voluntary action of getting into the car, and the two of them talked in the car, and the closed door was able to block out a certain sound.

"No, I just want to see how you're doing, as long as you're not good, I'm at ease. ”

Wells never knew that he had such a talent for disgusting people, more like a prank on the devil's instinct, and he liked to watch other people's complicated and uncomfortable expressions.

If it makes people happy and happy, then it is the devil's fault.

"You're so bored. Miss Anne said this, but the malice in her heart had obviously increased again, and it was cruel enough for Wells to taste the spiciness.

Ordinary malice, hoping to see the other party unlucky or something, is a little sweet, involving feelings, especially love, may be sweet and sour, and the kind of ruthless that wants to make people die, or a very painful death or something like that, will be spicy.

In the taste, the spicy taste itself is a compound with a sense of pain.

"You're bored if you want to play tricks on the devil. "When Wells loses his smile, there is a majesty that makes people dare not take offense.

Miss Anne's malice was thus subdued, and she explained: "I really want to get rid of that bishop, and I can only say that there is a little problem in the middle that none of us want to see, but it is not that I am deliberately playing tricks on you. ”

"Hmm. Wells nodded, "I'm sure you didn't mean to, but the truth doesn't make me feel well, so you need to do something to make me feel better." ”

"What to do?" Miss Anne's eyes rolled, and her expression took on a pair of flattery, and when she was about to take the initiative to paste it, she was stopped by Wells's hand, and the white bread she took out of her pocket was stuffed into the open red lips, and the white bread was cracked mercilessly, and the crumbs fell down, which was very indecent.

Even more indecent was Miss Anne's expression after being attacked by the bread, which was a little hideous after being stunned, God knows how human food tastes like chewing wax to vampires, not to mention that this white bread may be mixed with holy water.

Damn, don't you need money for the holy water in the Holy Courtyard? The abominable bishop really wanted to kill him.

It's not that the malice against himself is still spicy, but some other feelings are added, such as sweet and spicy?

Wells smiled, "I'd like to talk to you about Faction Wars right now, and if you don't mind telling you what you know, of course, you can choose not to." ”

What does a piece of white bread clearly from the Sacred House represent, what does the Bishop of the human camp represent?, Miss Anne already had the worst prediction: "You dare to cooperate with humans!" The pretended surprise quickly calmed down after facing the expressionless face of Upper Wells, and without a smile, Miss Anne could be cold and noble.

"Well, it's not a big deal, what is impossible in this world? What do you want to know, history? If so, I don't have anything I can't say. ”

Of course, the secrets within the camp cannot be said, but outside the camp, or those things that have happened in the past, there is nothing that cannot be said.

In order to talk about this long subject, Wells followed Miss Anne to her apartment again, and the two long-lived species, who had little dependence on sleep, had a "good night".

"Hell, what the hell am I crazy about, I would take the initiative to provoke you!"

Miss Anne felt that the night had been extraordinarily long, and that at dawn her eyes were red, and she had little strength to stare at anyone, and watched Wells, who was more elegant than a vampire, leave in bright clothes.

Her feeling was right, the night was indeed a little longer, and the time was extended within a local range, and Wells found that the devil's body was really good, and finally let him develop some practical applications of the power of time.

"What a lovely Miss Anne. ”

Wells looked back at the door, his smile was a little brighter, and the regained handsome face had an incomparable brilliance, which made Miss Anne lose her mind for a moment, but she quickly reacted, and a pillow hit the door that closed quickly, "You devil!"

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