After dressing up as the evil girl in the second game, I opened my eyes and found myself in the Shur

Seeing that she was about to walk out of the door, the servant behind him thought for a moment, followed up and whispered, "I heard that Miss Annahi wants a piece of land to open a factory. I think she also plans to start a laundry business."

Sierra tilted her head, with no emotion in her eyes, "We are all a family, it doesn't matter."

They imitated each other, and Sierra didn't think there was any problem, but she was afraid that these two people would not treat the black slaves well.

The servant watched her go away and couldn't help but sigh, "We have always been prejudiced against Miss Serra, but she is the most kind and humble one in the whole family."

Sierra took the horse and headed to Rose Hill's residence. It was fine on the street, but as soon as she went up the mountain, she encountered heavy rain on the way.

The mountain road was muddy, and the forest was filled with white mist on a rainy day.

When she finally reached the entrance of the castle, the iron door outside was closed tightly, and the rain kept dripping from her chin.

As soon as she got off her horse, the door inside opened.

Rose Hill was wearing a long bathrobe, her black hair was dripping with water, and she looked as if she had just gotten out of the bathtub in a hurry.

He opened the iron door in a flash and came to her.

It was rare for Sera to see him in such a mess, his hair was messy and wet sticking to his forehead and neck, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his lips were pressed into a straight line.

"Why do you still come?"

"Did you just finish eating?"

The two spoke in unison, then fell silent again, waiting for the other to speak first.

Sera stared into his scarlet eyes, "I'm here to apologize to you. I made you sad yesterday."

"Sad? I'm not sad." He grimaced.

Then why rush out so quickly?

Sierra pursed her lips, "Okay, I didn't confess to you that I have two suitors, I'm sorry."

"Both of you, haha." Rose Hill sneered, staring at her tender and moist neck, showing two fangs, "Do you want to accept both, or choose one of them?"

"How is it possible? I won't choose or accept it."

Sierra sneezed, and her wet skirt stuck to her legs. She touched her face uncomfortably, "If I accepted everything or had a choice, I wouldn't come to you."

The situation is that she has no relationship with anyone at all and just wants to have a chance to leave this world.

The only beautiful rose beside her ears drooped down among the mountains and rain, and her pretty face was also in a miserable state.

Rose Hill didn't want her to really stay in the rain for so long, so she grabbed Sierra's wrist and dragged her into the house, and said in an irritated tone: "Don't stain my carpet. Go wash it and change clothes first."

"But I didn't bring any clothes." Sierra blinked.

"Aldin, take her to the guest room."

After Rose Hill finished speaking, he disappeared into the living room, probably also to deal with the soaked bathrobe on his body.

Aldin prepared a guest room for her, and the spare clothes were also a black bathrobe of the same style as Rose Hill's.

He said: "There are no women's clothes at home. It's raining too hard and people outside can't bring them in. You should wear this first."

The roses on her ears had long been beaten by the rain. Sierra threw them away and took off all her accessories. After taking a comfortable bath, she put on her mood and put on her bathrobe and walked out.

She had been to Rose Hill's room once. She walked through the dark corridor filled with weird murals and pushed open the half-open door to enter.

The fireplace had just been lit in the cold bedroom, and there seemed to be no one inside.

There was a thunderstorm outside the big window behind the desk, and it looked like there would be no way to go down the mountain today.

Sierra walked to the fireplace, took off her shoes and sat down on the plush carpet. The high-backed chair next to her was covered with a book, and there was an empty wine glass on the low table, with blood coagulated on the rim.

Where does all this blood come from?

"Coming from the hospital."

Rose Hill's cold voice suddenly appeared next to her. She turned her head and saw that he had put on a new satin black robe. He had a tall figure, walked to the chair, picked up the book and sat down.

She knelt down beside his legs and raised her little face warmed by the fireplace, "What are you reading?"

"Love." Rose Hill lowered his head and showed her the words on the cover of the book.

The feelings he never understood have been bothering him. The chaotic emotions have been with him for several nights. His anxious and rotten heart cannot be calmed down because of an 18-year-old immature girl. And yesterday, the jealousy reached its peak.

Sierra was stunned, her hands touched his knees, her chin rested on her folded arms and she looked up at him, "Don't you understand?"

Rose Hill said quietly: "I haven't finished it yet."

He lowered his eyelashes, stared at her and his eyes changed, and he suddenly became angry, "You're not wearing anything underneath?"

Sierra shrank from being yelled at by him. She lowered her head and looked at her slightly parted V-neck. A large area of ​​white skin was exposed. She stretched out her hands and closed them, and said with a flat mouth: "Of course I'm not wearing anything, my underwear." It’s already soaked, how dirty it will be if you put it on again.”

This is absolutely correct, Rose Hill's temper is still very bad, "Did Aldin see it?"

"I don't think so." Sierra shook her head, "I didn't see him when I came out, but the clothes inside can't be delivered until the rain stops."

He darkened his eyes and leaned forward to lean back on the chair. Having just consumed the blood, he would not show his hunger for her, but the large piece of skin passed through his mind, and the girl's heartbeat sounded every time she breathed. It tickled his throat.

The bedroom fell silent.

The coals crackled slightly.

Sierra's hair spread on her back was half dry, and she proactively suggested, "How about I read you a story?"

The book in Rose Hill's hand looked like it would be torn in half. She held the top of the book and said, "I want to find love with you."

Rose Hill's hand relaxed instantly, and the book easily fell into her hand.

She looked around and found that there were no extra chairs by the fireplace, so she raised her head and said, "Would you like to sit next to me? Otherwise, I will be too tired to read aloud with my neck raised."

Rose Hill was silent for a moment. Physical obedience still defeated his reason. As dignified as he was, he sat cross-legged in front of the strong and dirty fireplace.

Sera saw that he was almost a meter away from her, crawled over with the book in her arms, and sat down between his crossed legs.

As her petite body sat in her arms, Rose Hill stiffened slightly and said coldly: "What's the purpose of asking me to sit down?"

"Ah, isn't that what it says on it?" Sierra held up the book called Love and pointed confidently at the line of words on it, "Don't you see? This ambiguous couple likes to sit in front of the fireplace and read to each other. ."

"It doesn't say this sitting position."

"It doesn't even say we're all wearing bathrobes."

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"Have I overstepped my bounds?" Sierra tilted her head against his chest and glanced across his Adam's apple, which was just rolling to make a swallowing motion. She thought that not only had she failed to seduce him, but she had also made him want to suck blood. The look on her face Minor changes.