"I'm going to be despised." She really couldn't help crying, crying very sadly.

The culprit, Serra, winked innocently, "It's not fun to play tricks on people, but I just forgot to remind you last night, after all, everyone is sleepy when they come back too late." ”

So she can't be blamed for her bad memory.

Josie took Annahi's trembling hand under the table, maintaining a dignified smile on her face, "Don't do it again, Serra, you broke Annahi's heart." ”

Serra smiled unapologetically, "Yes, Lady Josie, don't do it again, it's not good to break my heart." ”

The battlefield between women is invisible, and Lizzie lost his knife and fork in annoyance and stood up suddenly, "The Duke won't go if he doesn't let Annahi go, but Serra, you must go to the hospital when you come back and admit your mistake to Baron Carter's daughter." ”

The servant who answered the door came in and reminded: "Duke Rosehill's car has arrived." ”

Sierra stood up and responded, "I'll apologize." ”

She didn't have to apologize, she had to pull a banner and carry a fruit basket to apologize.

The weather was nice over the weekend, and the small gravel road leading to the estate was scorched hot.

The moment Serra stepped out the door, wondering how Rose Hill was going to go to church with her, whether his body would turn into a glittering human-shaped faceted diamond, or would it be burned to ashes by the sun?

Her curiosity vanished when she saw a classic car parked in the shadows outside the door.

Spending a whole day with a mind-reading vampire is also a draining job.

Alding stood in the shadows, his pale and bloodless hand pulling open the back door, "Get in the car, Miss Serra." ”

Serra took a deep breath and bent over to get into the car.

...

Early in the morning, Eric waited at the back door with a wild deer, his eyes always looking inside the door that he could not set foot in, and faintly expecting a smiling girl in a black dress to come out of it.

They would go hunting in the jungle together, and he would teach her how to use a shotgun, and all the rabbits they hunted would make her spicy rabbit heads.

Just thinking about this, the corners of Eric's lips began to rise unconsciously.

As soon as Annahi opened the door, she saw that Eric's eyes suddenly brightened when she saw that it was her, and even the corners of her lips became straight.

"Annahi, morning." He nodded at her and asked politely, "I want to ask..."

"Where's Serra?" Annahi interrupted him, her red eyes staring at him accusingly, "Don't you even care what happened to me this morning?" Why am I so sad? ”

Eric thought for a moment and replied, "It's very uncomfortable for the Duke to invite Sierra to church without taking you with him. ”

She went to church, and although he knew that it must not be her intention, his mood was still inexplicably worried and sad.

Annahi just wanted to tell Sera behind her back that the words stuck in her mouth, and subconsciously denied it: "It's not like that, it has nothing to do with the duke, it's just that Sera broke my heart." ”

If Eric hadn't heard that in Serra's quilt that night, he might have been deceived by his aristocratic friend.

He suddenly asked her calmly, "Do you take me as a friend?" ”

Annahi was stunned, not understanding why he suddenly asked like this, she immediately said: "Of course, we grew up together and will always be each other's best friends!" I never mind who you are, playing with you, you know. ”

"Why are you sad?" Eric's question finally returned to where she wanted to complain.

Annahi wiped her eyes aggrievedly, "Serra invited me to be her church guide for the weekend, I have been preparing for a long time to plan the route, and I got up at four o'clock today, but when it was time to go out, she refused to go out with me, and she hurt me. ”

Eric listened expressionlessly, didn't say a word of comfort when she started crying, and turned to walk away.

At the same time, Annahi's system panel, which belongs to Eric's affection for her, plummeted from 30 to 20.

She stood alone at the back door and saw this sudden change, and she forgot to cry, and the whole big circle was blindfolded.

Happen.. What's up?

Serra, who didn't know that Annahi was losing points, sat in the car, she lifted the corner of the curtain of the car, the sun was baking the earth, and the changeable temperature was surprisingly high today.

She turned her head to look at Rose Hill, whose face was obviously gloomy, and leaned over and whispered, "Why don't I go home with you directly?" ”

The suggestive words made Alding slip his hand and almost drive the car to the street stall.

Serra was knocked to her side by the sudden turn and slammed into Roshill's arm, instantly feeling her brain shatter like a piece of tofu hitting a marble.

"Shhh

Serra pressed her head against his arm, her hands clenched into fists, and she remained in the same position for a while while the car stabilized.

Roshill whispered to her, "Look up, Serra." ”

Seeing that she didn't react, he frowned, pressed his hand on her shoulder and gently pushed the person away, "Serra." ”

She bit her lip and looked up, tears glistening in her eyes.

This tearful appearance that tried to hide the pain made Roshill stunned, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed in his emotionless black eyes.

"Why are your arms so hard?" Serra covered her head and whispered, "Is my head a triangle?" ”

Rosshill's expression didn't change in response to her accusation, and he glanced at Aldin, who didn't dare to look back, and slowly took off his leather gloves.

The palm without temperature is attached to the top of Sila's painful head, and the slightest coolness has a great pain-relieving effect.

"What are you doing?" She lowered her hand, sniffed, and asked in a whisper.

"Check your skull." Ross Hill whispered; "You're lucky you weren't hurt."

She thought he was comforting her before touching the top of her head, and the feeling was that the doctor was examining her.

Sierra was a little disappointed as she lifted her hand to touch his, but Ross Hill didn't stop her movements, and he visibly flinched as he watched his little warm hand touch the back of his.

The touch of his fingertips was colder than the temperature of his hair, and Serra whispered, "Your hands are so cold." ”

"Are you uncomfortable?" She took his hand down and held it in both hands gently, the pain in her head seemed to be diverted, and her eyes and attention were all on the long, slender hand with sharp knots.

Rosehill stared at the hand she was holding, and the dark iris smeared dark red as she got closer to the center of her pupil.

The girl's approach and touch gave him the desire to eat.

Serra didn't know what he was thinking, and her eyes were getting more and more dangerous.

She always felt that this was not going to work, so she let go of Rosshill's hand, grabbed the black bow tie he had tied around his neck instead, and leaned over to kiss his thin lips.

Just like that night on the balcony, she carried out a second sneak attack.