Sierra let go of Roshill's hand and pulled out her chair to her feet, and was about to ask him if he would like to dance with him, when Loced came over and took her by the way.

"Where's my reward?"

Rose Hill stared at the hands of the two with an expressionless face, and smiled mockingly, "Next time." ”

He answered her heartfelt words, put back on the leather gloves she had taken off, turned and walked out of the lawn, and Alding drove the car to the door, got down and respectfully opened the door.

Lizzie and Sander saw that he was going to go first, and they followed.

Rosshill couldn't stand here and watch her and the other two 'men' go around, his pride telling him to leave before he could do something irrational, and despite the slow pace of each step, he still longed for someone behind him to keep him.

Serra kept an eye on his back, knowing what he was expecting with his deliberately slow pace, but she couldn't leave him behind.

The next thing is not to let Roshill see it before there is a chance to remedy it.

The noble duke, who was covered in gloom, looked back at the door of the car, and the black eyes that suppressed his emotions were terrifying.

Serra was also a little sullen and uncomfortable, she bit her lip, her lip flap moved and moved, and finally she didn't say anything.

Lochit was beside her, and his eyes were on the verge of destroying her.

Ross Hill fell into complete gloom and stooped to get into the car, his pale face hidden behind the curtain.

The identity of a vampire and the arrogance of the royal family doomed him not to snatch women in public, and today's behavior has exceeded the limit, and he will not do anything superfluous when he is disappointed.

"Is that bloodsucking worm that pretty? Worth pulling away all your attention? ”

As soon as the air pressure around her was low and low, the cold air rushed to her.

"He's having a hard time." Serra turned her head and looked at her long, glowing eyes full of jealousy.

"I'm having a hard time too." Loyed held her hand tightly, restraining the jealousy that was burning in her blood, "When did you change when you originally only looked at me, when did I leave?" They've all walked into your heart? ”

Serra sighed and turned to face him, "No, I just feel a little guilty for not taking care of every guest tonight." ”

"You're lying to me." Lossid tugged at her wrist and slammed her body into his chest.

His voice sounded aggrieved and sad, "I wanted to accompany you for a day, but I couldn't eat at the same table with you, I couldn't talk with you, and you even hid all afternoon. ”

The purpose of his coming here was to give her a piano, to help her vent her anger, and to crave her love, such an intuitive emotion gave Serra a crit in her heart, and the guilt came over at once.

"But I just want to dance with you for the first dance of the day." She gently stroked his arm, "Would you like to invite me?" ”

"Are you sincere?" Lossyed still had a skeptical tone, and his five hands had moved down to her waist dishonestly, his palms tightened, and he pinched the soft flesh of her waist through the fabric.

"Hmm..."

Serra let out a low groan, her eyes a little more watery, "Full of sincerity." ”

Roshide breathed tightly, stared at her half-closed lips, and licked her lips, "Is there one?" ”

He didn't care about the stares of the people around him, and lowered his head to close to her face, his lips stopping at the tip of her nose because of her words.

"Don't be here, you know you can't."

Roshide straightened up, his voice softening a little, "Then, I'll ask you to do a dance." ”

He put his arm around her waist and walked to the dance floor drawn in the circle, and said very intimately: "Even if I just kissed you, no one will find anything wrong with it except that eye-catching guy, and if I want to, I can make them praise us for what a wonderful couple we are." ”

That's the problem, Eric's temperament doomed his qualified chivalry not to back down.

Serra tilted her head and could easily spot him under a small oak tree.

He had just finished drinking a glass of liquor when the liquid slid down his lips, and when he saw her look at her, his eyelids twitched, and he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and pulled out a far-fetched smile.

Serra turned around and sighed.

In one night, she hurt three people at the same time, which was really fatal.

The music was replaced by cheerful dance music, dancing by the stream, and facing the hazy silver glow.

"Do you know how to dance? These legs. Serra put one hand on Losheed's shoulder, trying to keep her attention on him.

"Yes." Losheed's musicality is truly unmatched, and the dance moves are only a glance away, but not Serra, who only waltzes lamely.

Only waltzes are good.

The men and women had just begun to stand facing each other on the lawn, when Serra bumped into two men in a row, misremembering the dance steps and stepping on Losheed twice.

"I don't have as much talent as you, I can only waltz." Her apology was timely.

Losheed listened to her words, and in her exclamation, he directly put his arms around her waist and carried the person off the ground and left the crowd.

"Then we'll waltz alone."

"Is this music okay too?" Serra blinked, and was placed in a clearing away from the large group.

"No tunes." Roshide put his arms around her waist and lowered his eyebrows, "I'll sing to you." ”

Unknown merfolk language, singing like a musical angel, and a face that matches the enchanting kraken, the music that lingers in Serra's mind contrasts greatly with the ghostly face visually.

She couldn't resist such a seductive Roshide, those silky silver hair was blown by the wind, and the lake-blue eyes shone dimly under the silver glow.

The hem of her skirt fluttered between his legs, her eyes did not leave his, and she sighed softly, "You are perfect." ”

"Do you want to kiss me now?" Lossid lowered his head again, staring at the misty girl.

He played some tricks to amplify her inner desires, bewitched her, and the girl who succeeded in hooking took the initiative to break away from his hand, put her arms around his neck, and kissed the thin red lips.

"Click."

The glass in Erik's hand shattered, shards slicing his palms, blood dripping down his knuckles and falling into the grass.

Although Annahi was humiliated by Rose Hill, she was unwilling to stop there, she secretly observed everyone's every move, and at the first moment, she took the gauze and came to him.

Eric turned his face sideways and saw her hand the gauze in front of him, "Don't do this for Serra, you can see her true face tonight, and you won't have to be sad and sad in the future." ”

"Really? What is the real face? Eric pondered this sentence and looked at the couple hugging each other over there, "What is your true face?" ”

Annahi's eyes flashed, "I..."

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