His skin was snow-white, almost transparent, and his thin lips became crimson.

Delicate and flawless, handsome and profound facial features are reflected in the morning light, revealing indescribable beauty and heroism.

He was dressed in a black suit embroidered with a golden eagle totem, like an ancient Western nobleman, noble and elegant.

He's more of a teenager than a man.

The delicate eyebrows and eyes can still see a hint of youthful spirit.

It's like a little prince in a fairy tale, blonde and blue-eyed, graceful and luxurious, calm and relaxed.

He looked at Yan Chuyin, and the corners of his thin lips hooked up a wicked smile.

"Good morning, little princess." He smiled, the corners of his eyes were slightly cold, but his voice was unusually gentle.

It's so gentle that it's making people tremble.

Yan Chuyin's eyes suddenly widened, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen.

This person, after all, still appeared......

"I gave you roses, do you still like them?" He slowly approached, a smile still on his lips.

Yan Hatsune pursed her lips tightly and did not speak.

The boy tilted his head slightly, staring at the trash can in the corner of the bedroom.

There were a few withered rose petals inside.

His smile deepened.

"Little princess, it seems that you are very unruly...... His pale blue eyes suddenly became gloomy, and then he walked to Yan Hatsuin's bedside, leaned over slightly, and knelt on the edge of the bed on one knee.

Slowly approaching, the snow-white slender hand suddenly raised Yan Hatsune's jaw.

"That makes me angry." The smile on the corner of the young man's mouth completely dissipated, and his eyes turned a little angry.

Yan Hatsuyin's breathing suddenly tensed.

Obviously she was mentally prepared that he would appear at any time, but when this day really came, she was still a little stunned.

Because, the person in front of him is indeed terrible.

He has the face of an angel, but there is a demon living in his heart.

"Special ...... Troy...... Let go of my ......," Yan Hatsune said with some difficulty.

Her jaw was pinched in his hand, and it hurt terribly.

The boy called "Troy" didn't let go, but just smiled evilly, "You lost the flowers I sent, this is the punishment." ”

Yan Chuyin squinted his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him.

Troy Cole.

This is his full name.

The Cole family is beautiful. The famous upper-class family of the National University is powerful, rich and noble.

And Troy Cole is the leader of the Cole family's generation.

He is the only son of his father, the proud son of heaven born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

At the same time, he is also of mixed blood in the Eight Nations.

Not only has the English . Country. Emperor. The bloodline of the room also has a part of Chinese blood.

As a result, he not only speaks his native language, English, but also speaks fluent Spanish, French, Chinese and other foreign languages.

Chinese, he speaks especially well.

Troy Cole has a noble bloodline, plus he became famous at a young age, and the outside world mostly praises him as a "genius prince".

Able to speak many foreign languages, proficient in tennis, fencing, skiing and other aristocratic sports, blonde and blue-eyed are handsome and charming, intelligent and intelligent, and have begun to take charge of the affairs of the Cole family at a young age......

In the West, Troy Cole is the dream lover of many Western teenage girls.

And the only heir of the Cole family, he is only twenty-one years old now, a year younger than Yan Hatsune.

Four years ago, after Yan Hatsune divorced, he ran to the United States. She first met Troy Cole at the age of seventeen.