Serra, who had seen Calida's ability to make money, was fairly normal, and she sat down beside her and listened to her chatter.

"I heard that your family bought that kraken back, when can I visit it again?"

"How do you know?" Serra thought that Lizzi was doing this very secretly.

"I wanted to buy it at a high price, but I was one step ahead." Khaleda sighed regretfully, "I'm going to throw him into my pond as an ornamental fish, and it's up to you to train him to be obedient." ”

Serra couldn't help but be happy, she thought for a moment and said, "Maybe I really need your help in the future." ”

"Huh? What helps? ”

"My dad wanted to slice him."

"It's cruel, you know the fish, right? I'm sure I'll help you. ”

During the conversation, Mira next to her suddenly shouted shyly, "Duke Rosehill." ”

When Serra heard this, she turned her head and saw a leather sofa being moved to the side by several people, and a blonde man in a crisp black suit sat down elegantly, looking at her with dark eyes.

What stands out for him is the kind of person who can turn any messy environment into a landscape behind him as soon as he appears, and even the wooden fence stained with dirt in front can become inexplicably high-end.

It had been a few days since she had slammed the car door and left, and when Serra saw him glance at herself, she took her eyes back, and stood up.

Awkwardness always has to be solved, and it's not a matter to be stiff all the time.

Halfway to Hank's Horse Farm, she met Eric, who came to deliver meat, which was a good opportunity for Annahi.

Although she didn't understand why he was angry after hearing her splash dirty water on Serra, she knew how to admit her mistake.

"I'm sorry I broke your heart last time, Eric, today Serra and my friend went to see Marseille, I want to go too, but I don't have a companion, please accompany me."

It was with this sentence that she made Eric reluctantly agree to come to the horse farm with her.

She knew that it was because of Serra that he was willing to go with her, and no matter how unhappy she was, her evil goal had been achieved.

Annahi could easily see the sisters in the front row, and she had also bought two first-class tickets, just behind them.

"Is that the Duke of Sierra and Rosehill?" Annahi pointed to the most conspicuous leather sofa and said in surprise, "It turns out that they made an appointment." ”

It was really expected, this woman with a beastly face was not idle for a moment to hang the golden beetle son-in-law, Annahi was gloomy for a few seconds, and quickly hid it.

Eric, who was standing beside her, looked at her fingertips, and the young and handsome young man's eyes instantly sank, staring at Serra sitting on the sofa without saying a word.

She sat side by side with Rosehill, the high backrest revealing only a small back of her head, and the two were close together.

"It's just a row of seats." Eric comforted himself.

Anna wanted to give him a new understanding of his self-hypnotic behavior, which of course made her even more angry.

For Serra's uninvited, Rose Hill did not refuse or invite, just looked at the racetrack in front of him without squinting, his face was very stinky.

Serra tugged at the sleeve of his suit and whispered, "Still angry." ”

"Let go." He said coldly.

"Don't." Her left hand was already holding his large, leather-gloved hand, "I admit that I didn't handle it the right way last time. ”

Ross Hill tilted his head and looked cold, "You recognize your mistake?" ”

This expression, this tone, is really bad.

Serra nodded, "I'm wrong, but you're also wrong." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he instantly withdrew his hand and put it on his knee.

Serra looked at the empty palm and tried to calm down her immature anger, "Ross Hill, don't you have any friends?" Wouldn't you be angry at all if someone spoke ill of your friend and lifesaver to your face? ”

She called him by his full name directly, and she was so angry that she didn't even want to bring an honorific title on her tail.

"Nope." He replied without squinting, his voice like the frost and mist falling in the morning, freezing Serra from head to toe.

"None? What not. Serra was stunned, and the fox asked, "You don't want to say that no one deserves to be your friend, right?" ”

He turned his head to look at her, and there was finally a look of approval in his dark eyes.

Serra Stopper.

Is he impregnable, he can't listen to any good words, and his temper is bad.

Rosehill, who heard her heart, narrowed his eyes, "Are you scolding me? ”

Just in time to stop the clamor in her head, Serra took a deep breath, "No, I can treat you as a friend." ”

As soon as these words came out, he was sneered, "After doing that kind of thing? ”

"What kind of thing?"

Her knowingly questioning attitude made Roshill very unhappy, he pinched her chin with one hand, and rubbed her pale pink lips heavily through the fingers of leather gloves, "What is a kiss?" ”

Seeing that the heads of the two were about to come together, Eric wanted to leave with a heart blockage, but Annahi grabbed his arm and deliberately said, "Eric, Marseille is about to start!" You've got to stay with me! ”

Eric, who had knocked over the vinegar altar in his heart, clenched his fists, and his jawline was tight, "Aren't you going to say hello to her?" ”

Annahi also looked at the heads that were leaning together on the sofa, and the flame of jealousy flowed in her eyes, "Let's go back later." ”

Her heart screams loudly to tear off Serra's simple mask in front of Eric, and she wants to save the situation that is extremely unfavorable to her!

Sierra put her hand on Roshill's shoulder, dodging his fingers in pain, and moved her cheek back.

She didn't have the habit of performing kissing live with so many people.

"Not the compensation you yourself agreed to give me?" She pointed to the top of her head, trying to bring back his memory.

Although she took advantage of it first, didn't he also acquiesce to the fact that she took advantage of it with an excuse.

Serra said unhappily: "You said before that I was not worthy of you, but I remembered it, and now I have retreated to be friends with you, and you still murder me." ”

She was right, and Rose Hill was silent for a while.

Seeing that he was rarely blocked by himself, Serra finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

After a few seconds, her mouth pursed, and her face began to feel sad again: "You think it's okay not to be friends, I came to you today mainly to hope that you can not tell me the real reason for my injury, you must have seen the last issue of the newspaper." ”

Does he seem to be a talkative person?

Rose Hill looked at her emotionally changeable little expression and pulled the corners of her mouth, "Want me to help you keep a secret?" ”

Serra nodded, leaning closer to his ear and whispering, "If my framing of Lady Josie is exposed, it's over, and you have to help me keep it a secret." ”