Getting into Losheed's car, he offered to sleep with him tonight, but Serra refused.

"Take me home, you know I can't stay overnight." She leaned wearily on his shoulder and whispered, "Eric is leaving soon."

Roshide hooked his lips, a distinct smile in his tone, "Oh? Where is he going to flee?"

"I don't know, it must be far away, the people of the church have found them, it's too unsafe to stay any longer, they have no choice."

Serra closed her eyes, "It's time, you call me."

"Okay."

Instead of a tasteful manor and a comfortable aristocratic bedroom, she parked her car in front of the villa.

Looking at the withered grass in the flower box outside, Lochit didn't like her living in this place, but he woke her up anyway, and said dissatisfied, "I'd better take you back to my place to rest?" It's a place."

Serra exhaled, and shook her head when she sobered up, "No, I'll go up by myself, and when Dad sells the manor, I guess I'll be able to live in a better place."

Her lips were still a little white, but it didn't prevent her from kissing the lips of the people around her.

After a shallow kiss, Serra sighed, "Suddenly I feel better."

Roshide was pleased by her, and touched her tender face with pity, "I have been resting in bed for the past two days."

"Hmm."

Serra opened the door and entered, until the door was locked and she appeared in the upstairs bedroom, and Losheed ordered Zachary to drive away.

In the dark house, the servants were already asleep, and there was no movement in Annahi's bedroom.

Serra stood in the doorway for a long time before returning to her room to sleep.

I didn't have the experience to confront her today, she was really tired.

Having been cleaned in Loshidna, Serra lay down on the bed and rolled up in the quilt, listening to the insects outside the window at night and slowly falling asleep.

In the second half of the night, there was a strange sound from her half-hidden window, and she was slowly pushed open.

Serra's eyelashes twitched, she breathed steadily, still asleep.

As usual, Eric left his blood-stained boots outside and made his way to the bed.

He had a hint of clean soap on him, as if he had just taken a shower.

Serra didn't know what he was going to do, and lay there too sleepy to move.

After a squirming movement, her quilt was lifted, and her hot body came over without warning.

The firm and tight skin burned her back, and Serra's heart leaked half a beat in an instant, and the hand hidden in the quilt clenched unconsciously.

Eric's arm carefully bypassed the wound in her shoulder blade and took the man into his arms.

Even if she couldn't see the current situation, Sierra could imagine how aggrieved he was curled up in this little bed with herself.

"Doesn't it still hurt?" A hoarse and deep voice pressed to her ears, accompanied by hot and humid breathing.

Serra remained motionless and did not respond.

In the bedroom without a trace of light, Eric stared at her quiet sleeping face, and his chest, which had been aching faintly, felt much better after seeing her.

After a moment of silence, he spoke:

"I've never been in your choice."

From the time she resolutely left him a back and asked him to be careful on the road, he understood, so his heart has been hurting until now.

Serra still didn't answer him, but just rolled over and curled up her thin body, burying her face in the socket of his neck, afraid of being seen as a flaw.

"My people say you betrayed me and failed all of us to do so."

Eric hugged her and continued to whisper, "I think so too, but my vile feelings tell me it wasn't you."

"Rise up and tell me again, you have a reason, or tell me any mastermind, and I believe you."

His voice grew quieter and quieter, until at last it became a little pleading, "Okay, Serra."

Don't say nothing, don't justify yourself without saying a word, and just admit all your mistakes and leave him.

He was so uncomfortable and jealous that he wanted to go crazy.

Serra was still silent, pretending to be asleep, thinking he should know he was awake, but she couldn't answer.

Later, Eric seemed to talk a lot, but she didn't hear too clearly, she was too tired, her ears were buzzing, and she slept until dawn.

There was no Eric on the bed in the morning, but the quilt wrapped Serra tightly, and both sides were deliberately rolled in, afraid that she would lift the quilt.

Serra sat up for a moment and slowly moved her back.

In the past night, the pain left by the wound disappeared, and even a few chest expansion exercises did not affect the strength of the muscles in the back.

Seeing that it was still early, she put on cotton slippers and went to the bathroom to fill the porcelain basin with water, then pushed the door into Annahi's room, and splashed a basin of water on the bed.

"Ahh

Annahi was still sleeping, and a sudden basin of water poured down her head, choking her incessantly coughing.

Seeing the comer, she wiped her face and roared, "Serra! Are you crazy?"

Serra locked the door, climbed onto the bed and straddled her, raised one hand high to the side of Annahi's cheek, and slapped her hard.

She sneered and said, "You did a beautiful job of telling the people of the church to come and suppress Eric's tribe."

"What are you talking about?"

"Smack!"

Serra slapped her on the other side of the cheek, and Josie and the maid were already knocking on the door when they heard the commotion.

Josie yelled, "Serra! What are you doing! You open the door for me!"

Serra leaned over Annahi's flushed face and waved away her fluttering hands, grabbing her neck, "What else did your system make you do? You want to kill me?"

"Ahem, I don't know, I don't know!"

Annahi was completely panicked, for fear that she would strangle herself like this.

"Aren't you given the system to guide those three men and reach the pinnacle of life? What are you pretending to be with me?" Serra had a direct showdown with her, and the move was successful in causing Annahi to stop her fluttering movements.

Her eyes widened in shock, and she said in shock and annoyance, "I knew you were too! We are competitive!"

Serra's fingers were so hard that Annahi rolled her eyes and pinched her hand desperately.

"What do you have to fight with me, your IQ was used last night from beginning to end, but it did succeed in me off."

She didn't care about the sting pain of her fingernails cutting through her arm, and said, "I just wanted to tell you about your system, but if you're smart, find a way to send me back to my own place, or else..."

"We'll officially declare war."

Serra stared straight into Annahi's wandering eyes, as if she were looking through her at someone else.

She pulled out a smile and threatened: "I will turn the world upside down, such as killing the heroine, such as tearing the fate of the three male protagonists away from the track they should have taken, I will let them live completely different lives and make your world fall apart completely."

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