Hearing her words, the man raised his eyebrows almost invisibly and looked at the woman below him with interest.

A pure oriental face, fluent and standard London English, with extremely marked facial features, yes, can only be described as a logo, not not not beautiful enough, on the contrary, she is a very standard beauty, but, perhaps because the temperament is too restrained, at first glance it is not amazing, but the facial features are almost perfect, very in line with the classical beauty judgment.

Probably because of the excessive blood loss—he naturally smelled blood, his whole face looked very pale, and his body trembled slightly, indicating her panic and panic, but the eyes that confronted him were unusually calm, warm as the moon, and even with a faint provocation when he asked him this.

"It's really not interesting," he chuckled under his breath, his slender fingers pinching her graceful chin and seductively, "but you seem to be mistaken, you just broke into my room and used a gun to take away the woman I was going to use, can't I understand that you are trying to seduce me?" ”

What should she do?

The messy footsteps are approaching, and Shu'er's face is pale, still can't he dodge? More scared than I imagined, or maybe unwilling.

A touch of despair flashed in Shu'er's eyes, and naturally fell into his eyes.

With a slight movement of his eyes, he finally got up and left her body, standing on the edge of the bed, looking down condescendingly, and lazily speaking.

"What's your life worth?"

"Miss Sun, the sister-in-law of the Nan family." Without even thinking about it, Shu'er replied quickly.

The man raised his eyebrows, a big breath, and a keen sense of observation.

"If you can save me, I can help you become the son-in-law of the first nobleman, and of course, if you want other compensation, I can also pay you." The woman who went out just now is a socialite in British high society, and her father is a financial tycoon, and coughing will cause the stock market to shake.

If she didn't guess wrong, this man's identity should be a businessman, and it is normal for the business world to marry, because even if he is gentle, his gaze is indifferent, which is not the state of love.

Moreover, she can see clearly that he has not moved**, power and money**, it is an abyss that is difficult to control, but the more sober a person is, the more terrifying it is.

"Go to the bathroom and get rid of the smell of blood on your body by the way."

"The Southern Empire." Without further ado, the book struggled to get up and walked straight to the bathroom.

Nan Xiaoran stood in front of the door and reached out to ring the doorbell.

After a long while, the door was slowly opened, and a man stood in the doorway, "Miss Nan," it seemed that the identity of the person who came surprised him, "Do you have something to look for me?" ”，

"It turned out to be Mr. Winke, excuse me." Nan Xiaoran politely apologized, "The Nan family is looking for an important person, I don't know if Mr. has seen it, it is a young girl, Chinese, wearing a black trench coat, and her body is injured." ”

In fact, in London, no one dares not to give face to the Nan family, which is an ancient British aristocracy that has been hereditary for more than ten generations, with a large branch that exceeds any family, and is known as the first nobleman.

The second young lady of the Nan family is the pride of the new generation, and she is a graduate of the Royal Military Academy of Santes at the age of twenty.

"I don't think I saw it, and if Miss Nan needs it, I can help find it." Willow #8226;

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