Lan Nianyun watched from the side for a long time just now, and watched the conversations of a group of them, not to mention how envious he was, so he especially wanted to say a few words in the group.

But she also knew that Nan Sichen would not change her mind if she didn't join the group.

That man is very gentle and considerate on the surface, but he is extremely stubborn on the inside.

She sighed lightly, took out her mobile phone, and with regret, rubbed her fingertips twice on the phone screen.

The screen lit up, and her big eyes lit up!

After Nan Sichen posted the last message in the group, he sent her a series of messages privately:

[Baby, I miss you so much!] 【Kiss】【Kiss】

[I envy them very much, I can see you every day, but I can't. 】

[But I feel relieved to know your every move through them.] 】

[Just as you are by my side.] 】

[Baby, are you still blaming me for not letting you into the group? ] 】

[Are you still blaming me for helping you make some decisions?] 】

[Do you feel that, from a certain point of view, I have deprived you of your freedom? 】

[Don't blame me, baby. 】

[You know, I do all this because of I-love-u! 】

[Love] [Love] [Love] [Love] [Love] [Love]

After Nan Sichen sent a series of messages to Lan Nianyun, the corners of his lips picked a sexy arc.

It seems that Lan Nianyun is now pouting, with a little grievance, and a cute little appearance.

also knows that he is now strongly involved in her life, not only making decisions on her behalf of her, but also finding a group of people to surround her from morning to night, protect her, and take care of her, which will actually bring her pressure.

However, he hoped that Lan Nianyun could realize that he wanted to protect her heart, and he also hoped that she could take this opportunity to get used to her position.

She is actually not an ordinary international student, but a princess with noble blood!

Just thinking about it, Lan Nianyun's message came back:

Lawrence, I don't blame you, I understand your heart. 】

[I'll be obedient.] 】

"I love you so much. 】

[Love] [Love] [Love] [Love] [Love] [Love]

Nan Sichen looked at these messages, his blue eyes suddenly dyed a little smile, and he sighed in his heart, his little princess is really a sensible and caring lovely person.

The phone made a "ding" sound.

Nan Sichen suppressed the fluctuating emotions, opened the message column, and it was Victor who sent a message: [I got off work from the embassy, do you have time for video? ] 】

Nan Sichen smiled faintly, clicked on Facebook, and sent out a video invitation.

At this time, Victor lived in a high-rise apartment arranged for him by the embassy, which was not as luxurious as his Duke's palace in Spain, but it was high and well-lit, and from the floor-to-ceiling windows, he could see the bustling cityscape, and the Hudson River, which crossed New City like a ribbon.

Victor sat in a white canvas chair in front of the window, his posture idle, a cigar between his knuckled fingers.

Surrounded by smoke, he leisurely exhaled smoke rings, and his golden brown eyes fluctuated with dark lines, not as cold and majestic as he usually was, but he was a little depressed.

Nan Sichen has only seen him once, and at the beginning of this year, he went to Spain to attend the funeral of Victor's father Fidel.

At night, Victor went to the cold back garden alone, leaning his back against the cold trunk of a dead tree, cigar in hand, swallowing clouds and mist, and a little hoarfrost in his hair.

The aristocratic son, who has always been cold and rigid, has always lived a smooth life, and rarely has a fragile time, but at that moment, Nan Sichen, who came to the garden to find him, suddenly saw his fragile appearance.

At that time, Nan Sichen felt very distressed.

A young man who was only twenty-five years old, his mother died of illness less than two years after giving birth to him; And his father, who has always regarded him as an idol in life, also died suddenly of myocardial infarction at the age of less than 50.

Since then, Victor has inherited the title of Duke of Hawassir, as well as a rich inheritance, a luxurious mansion. In addition, the king and princess of Spain were given various privileges by his father's outstanding contribution to the country, and he was also allowed to take his father's place and continue to serve the royal family.

However, behind the world's remarkable fame and wealth, there is an unknown bleakness and loneliness.

The other three aristocratic sons who grew up with Victor, Nan Sichen, Nan Haoyu, and Frank, are scattered all over the world, each busy with their own studies and careers, and even if they want to comfort him, their time and energy are limited.

Victor didn't need anyone to comfort him, and in a short time, he adjusted his condition.

After handling his father's funeral safely, Victor went to serve in the Spanish royal family, and soon won the praise of the royal family; Half a year later, the royal family held a grand duke canonization ceremony for Victor, and since then, Victor has appeared in front of the world with his noble, resolute and loyal duke.

Moreover, since then, he has been constantly scandalized, and he has not been involved with any women.

But at this time, Victor actually smoked his cigar again, and his eyebrows showed a little fragility.

Seeing him like this, Nan Sichen was a little surprised, is this still the person who turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain yesterday, helped him contact the embassies of various countries, and helped him arrange six bodyguards to protect the princess?

"Victor, what's wrong?" Nan Sichen's deep voice contained a bit of concern.

Victor's fingers curled slightly, and he spat out a round smoke ring, his expression was gloomy, and he hooked his lips and smiled, "Nothing happened, it's just a few days after coming to New City, the jet lag is a little overwhelmed, and it's a little uncomfortable." ”

When Nan Sichen heard this, he smiled lightly and shook his head, this reason was too prevaricating, he didn't believe it at all.