Sure enough, there is surveillance.

Lin Xi only woke up for a short while, and Fender walked in.

Lin Xi originally wanted to cut the chain and hold Frend hostage to rescue Jun Yue, but with her metal chain tied, she couldn't use the wood element to get it at all.

I had to give up this idea.

The sound of Fernde's movement was very low, and Lin Xi couldn't determine whether anyone had come in from the sound at all, but fortunately, she could still "see" with the wood element.

But he still pretended not to see anything, and struggled to struggle with the chain.

"It's really different!" Fernd said with a hint of inquiry.

Lin Xi turned his head in the direction of the voice: "Fend, what are you trying your best to catch me?" ”

Fernde didn't speak, just walked towards Lin Xi step by step, this time deliberately stepping on the sound.

There should be no other items in the room, so an echo can be heard, which is very oppressive.

Lin Xi clenched his fists and added a protective cover to himself.

Fernd stopped a meter in front of Lin Xi, who should have sat down, and Lin Xi heard the screeching sound of the chair leg rubbing against the ground.

Fernd didn't answer Lin Xi's previous question, but told a story on his own.

The heroine of the story is called Li Meng.

Fernd and Li Meng met in a noisy bar, which was really a bad memory for Fernde, because he was molested by Li Meng, who they met for the first time.

"Remember, I'm Li Meng!"

He fled, and a voice came from behind him, a voice he had heard once and never forgotten, dull and magnetic, it really shouldn't have been a woman's voice, but it was one with her temperament.

When we met again, it was an aristocratic cocktail party.

"Sir, borrow you as my dance partner?"

The person in front of him was wearing a red dress and bewitching makeup, and the whole person was like a cluster of poppies about to burn, bright and scorching, attracting people to sink step by step.

was obviously asking, but he didn't even give him a chance to answer, and pulled him onto the dance floor.

Hearing the familiar voice, and being shaken by such a strong beauty, he did not refuse, just as he had come to this kind of drinking party that he usually bothered to pay attention to.

The cautious nature made him suspect her identity immediately after the trance, was it a coincidence or artificiality when he met twice? And how could a Chinese person receive an invitation from a nobleman of country F?

One was that she mixed in, and the other was that she was brought in, that is, she deceived him, after all, she was so beautiful, how could she not have a dance partner?

Suddenly, there was some boredom, and I subconsciously pursed my lips.

She was extremely intelligent and knew him for sure.

Just looking at his small movements, I knew that he was unhappy, and took the initiative to explain her identity.

She was a relative of the host of this banquet.

Luo Lin, the host of the banquet, does have a Chinese wife, which is also worthy.

But he still didn't let down his guard.

Even though there was a feeling of relief in his heart, his face was still cold, and he kept his distance from her.

But she, how to put it, was like a flame, with a strong sense of purpose, luring the moth to pounce on her.

That moth is him.

He had never seen such a person, like a flame, but his eyes were like a pool of clear water, contrary but not contradictory, the flame was more like her camouflage.