In just a few seconds, the sound of the car's engine slowly stopped at the door.

Sierra stood up, "Who's coming?" ”

"Nobody, it's time for you to go back to the house and sleep, remember to go and lock the door and don't let anyone in." Eric stood in front of her, his dark eyebrows furrowed, and his murderous appearance was about to overflow from his eyes.

"Is it Ross Hill?" Sierra could tell from his facial expression who it was.

"You go back first, Eric." She patted him on the shoulder, "That gentleman must have something important to visit late at night." ”

"What if he comes for you? Are you going out? Eric wanted to grab her right wrist, but seeing that it was still holding the splint, his hand turned in the air and grabbed her shoulder.

Serra thought for a moment and nodded, "I'm going out, if he calls me, I'll definitely go out." ”

What else can be said about this? Roshill was at home, and he could probably hear their conversation in the yard, but she would be doomed if she said anything wrong.

There was a moment of disappointment in Eric's eyes, he lowered his hand, and his head drooped, "For you, he is the right person to marry, right, so that you don't have to worry about the dowry." ”

"Eric, do you think I'm a money worshipper?"

"It's not." He said no, his handsome face was full of confusion and sorrow, "I'm just telling you as your friend that he's not a good match, just like that mermaid, they're not good people." ”

Sierra couldn't help but laugh, she slapped some of the fine ash that fell from his shoulder as he climbed the wall, and pressed her white palm against his neck, feeling the special heat on it.

"You always say they're all bad people, aren't you bad people? Eric. ”

For a teenager, his concept of love is still immature, but the feelings that keep her away from bad people have always been pure.

"I'm not." He lowered his head, his brown eyes clear and clear, "I will protect you." ”

The professional words of the male protagonist of Yiyou are here again, whether it is Lossyid's preference or Eric's protection, these originally belonged to the little white flower upstairs with the core of the man-eating flower, and it has nothing to do with her as a real person.

Serra suppressed her heartbeat, she could fall in love with another one immediately every few hours this day, it was really scummy.

"Are you a knight?" Serra rubbed his short black hair, like a hedgehog, "And protect me, the fake princess." ”

"Hmm." He lowered his head slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You say yes." ”

"Miss Serra! Where have you been?! The servant's cry came from the house, and she was walking towards the door of the back garden.

Sierra withdrew her hand, "Alright, you go back, I'm going in." ”

"Must go?"

"Do I have a reason to refuse?" Serra asked him with a smile, turned and opened the wooden door of the department, and walked into the castle.

The smile on Eric's lips faded, his heart throbbed, and he looked down at his rough palms from his long work.

In terms of finances, he really didn't have the power to get Sierra to say no to the disgusting vampire, his people only wandered on the fringes of society, and even if he wanted to change the clan system that he had followed for hundreds of years, he had to take into account the thoughts of his family, whose natural misogynistic nature would hardly be willing to go down the mountain and integrate into town life.

Serra followed the servant into the parlor, and Lizzie said to her gently, "Mr. Rosehill has invited you to the midnight movie, I think it's getting late, what do you think?" ”

"Movies? What movie? "She's never been to a movie theater here.

"Nosfalato," Annahi said to her, "the new cinema in town has just been released, and it is said to be a horror movie. ”

Serra looked at the pale vampire standing by the door, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The author who wrote this is really not a person, why did he still integrate this film, the key is why did he choose this time to invite her? It's suspicious.

"Sierra is actually quite scared of watching horror movies, Mr. Rosshill." Lady Josie smiled and said, "She is much less daring than her own sister." ”

Ross Hill was no longer in the same black suit, he wore a light gray tweed coat with a handmade red scarf tied around his neck, and a silver cross necklace hanging underneath.

He pulled the finger out of his coat pocket and pulled it away, and the ring on his knuckle was clean.

Under the gaze of Lady Josie and Lizzie, he grabbed Serra's left hand without any politeness, and his cold voice condensed into ice, "I'll take the people away, and I'll send them back later." ”

The tone was more like a notice, and it didn't give the family a chance to stay.

Lady Josie, jealous of his authority, but also disliked his impoliteness, asked, "What do you mean to our house Serra now?" Is taking her out in the middle of the night to raise her to be a lover? Our family can't afford to lose this person, even if she is willing to be your lover, I don't agree. ”

Although this lady is on the throne with her own mistress, this is quite right, Serra nodded approvingly, she really wanted to know what Rose Hill would say, and the next second his response shocked her on the outside and on the inside.

"Will you agree?"

Ross Hill was like a king who had been suggested the best solution, his grim face was half-drooping, and he restrained his excitement and asked her condescendingly.

He didn't even hear how obvious the expectation in his tone was.

Serra said without smiling: "If it weren't for the fear that my left hand would also be broken, I would have left a fingerprint on your face." ”

His brain was absolutely pumped, he asked her to work for him some time ago, and now that Mrs. Josie was so mentioned, he actually wanted her to be his mistress.

She didn't even bother to pretend to make a shocking statement, which frightened several family members present.

Lizzie's cane slammed on the soft carpet on the floor, "Serra! How do you talk! ”

"He wants me to be his lover, I can't be angry yet?" Serra turned her head in exasperation.

Annahi, who is not a big deal, tried to mend the knife in the back, "There are few nobles who don't keep lovers, in fact... That's not bad too? ”

Sierra didn't bother to pay attention to her, and wanted to pull her hand out of that big cold hand, "I don't watch a movie with you, you let go!" ”

"I didn't say you should be a lover." Ross Hill listened to her angry rude words, and his expression distorted, "Maintain your cultivation and talk to me well." ”

Serra snorted heavily, "It's you who don't talk to me well, if you really dare to let me be a lover, I will definitely hate you, I will do what I say." ”

Rose Hill's flash of unnatural emotions was crushed by indifference, her sexy lips pursed, and she clenched her hand without saying a word to take people out.

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