It seems obvious who it is.

The little clever little Jiujiu in Serra's heart was listened to by the young man around him, he turned his head, the girl next to him lowered her head, her light brown hair was hazy on her back, and just now he touched the place with his palm, and a few strands of hair were messy.

He reached out, knuckles into the messy hair to help straighten it out, and lifted her hair, which had fallen into the cake pan, and hung it behind her ear.

Serra swallowed the cake and turned her eyes to look at him, with the cream still hanging from her mouth, she probably noticed that her mouth was a little dirty, and the pink snake tip rolled back, rolling back the cream that remained in the corner of her lips.

Roshill's eyes darkened slightly, "What business?" ”

"The most profitable." Apu smiled and said: "The medicine that can make people temporarily excited, forget the pain, forget the sadness, and only eternal happiness remains." ”

"You only need to invest a sum of money in pharmaceuticals, and I will take care of the rest, and you will have a steady stream of money coming in."

"Sell to whom?" Rosshill's impatient tone calmed down after a few strokes of the girl's hair.

The question made Upe pause, "Anyone can do it, as long as they can afford it." ”

Serra was really eye-opening today, and at first I thought it was some conscience detective who came to warn Ross Hill to stop messing around, and he was not a good person to talk about this.

She couldn't help but look at the people around her with worried eyes, and the cake in her mouth was tasteless, she felt that he would definitely not miss this no-loss deal, but she didn't want him to do this in her heart.

Serra's mood was like a mirror to Rosehill, and he leaned closer to her and asked calmly, "What do you think of this proposal?" ”

Facing his dark eyes, looking at the calculation that was so thick that it could not be dissolved, she pondered for a moment and replied tentatively: "Not good." ”

"Why?" He asked her, his deep voice a little more encouraging and soft.

"It hurts." Serra pursed her lips and whispered, "The large-scale sale of this kind of thing is not intended to bring down the countrymen, and once someone finds out that you are selling this thing, it will also be very troublesome." ”

She looked at Apu, "In order to avoid withdrawal, drug users must take drugs regularly, and constantly increase the dose, so that drug addicts can't live without drugs all day long, and you make these things and sell them with an irresistible gimmick, which will destroy countless families and hurt countless innocent people who have unintentionally tried but are mired in the quagmire." ”

"So it's not good." Serra shook her head, looked at Rose Hill again and said seriously: "I accept any of your businesses, and I understand that anything has a cause, but this is the only one, can you not touch it." ”

Her good-looking eyebrows were furrowed, her bright little face would be covered with a cloud, and the lights above her could not dispel her bad mood.

Ross Hill lowered her eyes as she listened to her ears amplify her somewhat rapid breathing, her heart beating fast, and the mellow blood flowing in the arteries increased.

Just like when he first kissed her, she was emotional.

He looked at her, touched by the weak and worried emotion, "Have you eaten enough?" ”

Why can the jump between topics be so big, Serra was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously touched her bulging belly, "It's already plugged into the throat." ”

Ross Hill curled his lips and moved his chair to his feet, "Let's go." ”

His drooping arms were right in front of him, as if waiting for her to pick him up.

Serra grinned, tossed the napkin on her knee to the table, and hugged his arm, "You send me home." ”

The interaction between the two made Apu angry, "Mr. Roshill, can a woman's words shake your decision?" Do you know what you're missing! You'll regret it. ”

It was a very provocative remark, and Serra was not too worried, she did control some of Rosehill's emotions, and he must have realized it and did not resist.

The young man straightened his untidy collar with one hand, and his cold voice was smooth and ruthless to puncture a fact, "Did Horace lose all his money in the war?"

"Ross Hill! You call the king by his name! Apu slapped the table.

A pair of sharp eyes turned back, like the eyes of a wild beast when hunting, murderous and wanton.

"You offended me, Apu."

Apu lost the ability to speak, as the terrifying gaze caused the blood to freeze from the soles of his feet to his skull.

After a few seconds, a bodyguard behind him who didn't speak secretly poked him and poked the person back to his senses.

Apu slowly bent down his waist a little, "Apologies for my rudeness, Duke Rosehill. ”

Coming out of the dining room, the wind-cold Serra from the river shrunk her neck, and Aldin's straight body standing by the door bent over to open the door.

"Mr. Apu is not convinced with a word all over his face."

She turned her head sideways and asked, "But King Horace has been waging colonial wars outside, why is there no money?" He won quite a few lands and slaves. ”

"What does he rely on to sustain the war." Ross Hill asked lightly.

"Money." Feeling like she had asked a super stupid question, Serra went along and said, "Although colonization and expansion will bring huge economic benefits in the future, the long-term war has caused serious internal friction in the current state, no wonder he wants to take money out of your pocket." ”

Roshill chuckled lightly, his eyes mocking, "This war is no longer something he can stop if he wants to." ”

The hatred of a nation, the oppressive slavery system, sooner or later ushered in a revolution.

Knowing this, Serra blinked, "You look down on the king. ”

"In the eyes of a former king, I do despise his stupidity." All his pride and conceit seemed to have a reason to be found.

Serra got into the car, and was drawn to the words of the former king.

Does she still have a personal history of Roshill that hasn't been dug up?

It was late when the car returned to the manor, almost ten o'clock.

The servant stood at the doorway with a lantern and waited.

When Serra got to the place, he remembered and said, "This afternoon Mr. Hank took me to a desolate piece of land, which is your property, and I can't afford it now, so I'll give you credit first." ”

A piece of land that had been forgotten by memory in a corner, Roshill didn't care, his eyes piercing through the darkness and fixing on the girl's still slightly swollen lips.

"You're squeamish, vulnerable, and sick." His words were inexplicable, and he was a little dissatisfied.

Sierra understood what he was talking about, and probably none of the kisses satisfied him.

It's the most attractive thing if you're not happy.

She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "This is the girl, Mr. Rosehill." ”

There was always triumph and cunning smugness in Serra's eyes, she thought he couldn't see in the dark, she thought she was well disguised in front of him.

But those hearts, those subtle emotions, he can see them all.