Ireland has never met a guy who treats him so arrogantly, just about to struggle, accidentally touched the injured arm, tears fell from his nose, and he said with a fierce face, "You guy, do you know who Young Master Ben is?" The Augustinians will not let you go, and I will dismantle you and throw you into the sea to feed the fish. ”

"I know who you are." "But it's none of my business, as long as you promise me to stop pestering my master," said Rozel in a fearless voice, "and I will stop this pain." ”

He lowered his eyes slightly, staring at the blonde boy on the ground, and the tail of his eyes outlined a cold and indifferent faint arc. The deep eyes reveal a touch of deep blue, calm and waveless, but for no reason people can't help but look away.

Ireland couldn't help but feel a chill in his back, he had never seen such a strange guy, obviously he didn't put on any coercive look and tone, but it made him feel dangerous.

But wouldn't it be ridiculous that Augustine's heirs lowered their profile like this?

So Ireland bit his lip and glared at him, "You die, I won't give in." ”

Shen Mubai saw that his little face was pale, and he was a little unbearable, and just wanted to take a step forward, he was stopped by the black-haired man, "Forgive me for being rude, can you grant me a request?" ”

"What?" She looked up.

"Please give me a minute." Rozel opened his lips, his facial lines were deep and beautiful, and when he lowered his head, the curvature without dead ends reflected the most perfect posture.

Shen Mubai looked at Ireland.

The other party was also looking at her, with tears in her eyes, but she pursed her lips a little stubbornly, which was very pitiful.

Ah, it's so guilty.

Shen Mubai suppressed the empathy in his heart, forcibly turned his face away, and nodded.

Ireland looked at her in disbelief, a hurt look on his face.

Seeing the girl's answer, Rozel lowered his eyes slightly, no one could see the look in his eyes clearly, and then turned his head and looked at Ireland again, "You can consider my words." ”

Ireland was so angry that he refused to open his mouth and give in, despite the pain and sweat.

Hmph, it's only a minute, and as long as he survives, this guy can't do anything about him.

But as time went on, Ireland's face became as white as paper, and even the lip color began to be dyed in this color.

He moved a little helplessly, but in exchange for an even more tearing pain.

No, he had to hold on, and he couldn't be looked down upon by Ronai.

But it hurts too much.

How could the young master with good food and clothing suffer from this kind of suffering, even if his father asked him to train with him, he never suffered like this.

The tears in my eyes kept pouring down, and my snot began to fall.

The little Irish young master was full of embarrassment, and finally cried reluctantly, "I... I promise you no more pestering Hariman Lonnais. ”

"I'm glad to hear that from you." The dark-haired man who was like a demon replied, and then leaned over slightly.

With a click.

Irish found that his arm was intact again, and he wiped his snot and tears, only to feel that he had never been so ashamed.

In the end, he snorted angrily and said to the girl, "Harriman Luonai, I remember the two of you, wait for Young Master Ben." ”

Shen Mubai sighed, feeling angry and funny.

This little ghost, if you want to take advantage of her, forget it, so you don't admit defeat.