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  Viscount Wenbo rented a decent manor in the center of Conningston. Although it is not comparable to Neil Fern's Rose Manor, fortunately, the transportation is convenient and it is very suitable for holding banquets.

There are singing and dancing here every night, and girls in European-style tunic skirts show off their elegant necks and slender forearms to cheerful dance music.

The aroma of wine was wafting in the air, and Viscount Wenbo enjoyed the lively atmosphere very much. Holding the wine glass, he leaned against the wall and took a deep breath, seeing the butler walking quickly by himself first.

"Mr. Wen Bo," the young butler in his twenties saluted, "Master Fern is here." "

Neil is here? That's great!" Wen Bo happily handed the wine glass to the butler, and tidied up some things. With messy clothes, he walked out in a hurry, "I'll go out to meet you! Last time he lost his temper after being rejected by a girl, I thought he would never come to the banquet again!" His tone was full of respect for

Fern intimacy.

When Wen Bo was in the aristocratic district, he had heard that the illegitimate son of Earl Edel was in Continentstown, and it was Neil Fern! Even though he doesn't even have a title now, Earl Edel will definitely take him back when he becomes an adult. Building a good relationship now will definitely do more good than harm for Wen Bo!

When Wen Bo walked outside the manor, it was already dark, and the messy carriages at the door seemed very crowded.

He passed through the carriage and saw Fern ordering a tall man. The man seemed to be holding back his anger, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and the bulging tendons of his forearms were tearing his shirt apart.

"This is?"

No matter how Wen Bo looked at that fierce man, he didn't think he was a horse slave.

How could Fern, a pampered waste, tame such a beast?

But the boy confirmed his guess.

"An inferior man, now my slave." Fern answered casually and took off his gloves.

The fingers were sweating thinly in the glove, and it looked like tender jade, shining white in the dim moonlight, which immediately attracted the eyes of the two men present.

Stuffing the gloves into Morimara's pocket casually, the boy looked at Wen Bo: "Why, do you like it? If you like it, I'll give it to you." As soon as he said this,

Wen Bo seemed to be being targeted by a hunter. The cold sweat dripped down, and he looked up, only to realize that the man's gaze had moved from Fern's fingertips to himself.

His face was expressionless, and even his green pupils dimmed several degrees.

"Heh, heh," Wen Bo couldn't help taking a few steps back, and felt that he was ashamed of being frightened by a manservant, he turned his thoughts and immediately thought of a good way, "Neil, Bennet who rejected you last time Miss is also here this time, and I'll show you?"

Fern really agreed, and followed him into the manor.

Morimara's forehead twitched, and he still wanted to follow.

Viscount Wenbo's butler reached out to stop him, with an apologetic smile on his face, "I'm sorry, sir, Mr. Wenbo did not invite you."

Senban saw that Wenbo put his arm on Fern's shoulder deliberately, and the boy Although a little uncomfortable, he seemed eager to see Miss Bennet and did not refuse.

His reason has been burnt out, and the housekeeper stopped in front of him recklessly, and smiled angrily, "Really? Then you must stop me well." Then, he raised his hand and punched the housekeeper flying, and the

latter Clutching his stomach and bumping into a carriage, he spat out a puddle of acid water with a "wow".

Yu Bai groaned in his heart, feeling that his stomach also had a faint pain.

The system suppressed a smile and comforted him, "It's okay, Sen Ban definitely didn't kill him, I guess if you get hit by a small body, it's a broken rib at most, hemiplegia."

Yu Baimo said: "..."

Mori Madara approached step by step, Wen Bo ran away uselessly, but the boy in front of him was still standing calmly on the steps, looking down at him.

Obviously, the young master who doesn't regard the lives of inferior people as his life doesn't think it's a big fuss to be beaten by the housekeeper. There is even interest in his eyes, and he seems to be feeling why Mori Madara can't be more crazy , let him watch a good show.

"You can't go in," Yu Bai said with feigned regret, "You have to take care of my Alice."

Mori Madara looked at him sadly: "That beast made you care so much? What about me?

" I deliver medicine?

"You?" The young man seemed to have heard some funny joke, he said "uh", looked around with beautiful eyes of oriental style, and pointed to a certain place.

"Here, isn't there a few horse slaves huddled in the corner to rest? You can ask them to give you some space, and then wait for your master to come out." After thinking about it, Yu Bai bravely threatened again: "Sen

Ban , remember your identity, I heard that the Holy See will execute them to death after catching the monster hunters? You probably don't want such a way of death, do you?"

Yu Bai knew that he would suffer!

Mad dogs can't understand threats, this is completely provocative in their eyes! ! !

While crying in his heart, "Brother! My words are not right, really!", he pulled up his feet and was about to run away. Unexpectedly, the forest ape grabbed his right wrist and pinched his waist , pushing him against the wall.

The man was mad with anger, the strength in his hands was terrifying, his wrists and waist seemed to be bound by iron tongs, Yu Bai burst into tears from the pain.

"Let go! I'm going to kill you! Come here!"

When did the young master suffer such humiliation?

He wanted to kick Senban away, but the man found out ahead of time. The latter stretched out a long leg viciously, and bent it between Fern's/both/legs/, suppressing him so that he couldn't move.

"Huh?" The man's size was as big as two teenagers. He lowered his head and looked at the young master who was enveloped by him.

"My little Master Fern, are you going to kill me with this gem-encrusted toy hanging around your waist?"

Seeing the mottled green eyes gradually becoming red, the deep facial features became more and more intense. Gloomy, Fern was starting to get scared.

In the end, he was just a seventeen-year-old spoiled boy. The beast-like strength of a man made him unable to struggle, and the fear that he would be decapitated in the next second made Fern regret himself. Why didn't you listen to Gavin's housekeeper and bring two knights, and it's best to bring Uncle Amanda along with you...

No, it's better to let Morimura die in the dungeon in the first place, and let him die miserably from poisoning!

Fern suddenly thought that as long as he coaxed Senban to let him go home, wouldn't Uncle Amanda be able to chop him up?

"...Yes, I'm sorry." Fern's eyes lit up for a moment after thinking of this method, and then he began to apologize stumblingly.

After opening this mouth, the next words are easy to say, but the more I say it, the more I feel humiliated, and the killing intent in my heart is getting heavier and heavier!

Fern sniffed, with tears still on his cheeks, begging him softly in embarrassment, "Let go of me, it hurts so much."

Even when he was humiliated and furious, Sen Ban just wanted to teach him a lesson The boy in front of him did not intend to kill.

Seeing this mighty young master start to give in now, his black grape-like eyes moistened with tears looked at him pitifully, Sen Ban actually felt a pain in his chest, and his steel-like hands couldn't help but loosen.

"...Where does it hurt?"

The man's voice was hoarse.

But fortunately, what happened just now had frightened Fern quite a lot. He didn't notice Senban's strangeness, but just moved his wrist, trying to break free from the man's grip.

"Let me go, let's go home, okay? From now on, I will let you be the knight commander. When my father sends someone to pick me up to the noble district next year, I will take you with me, okay?" Morimara didn't make a sound, but

he Coaxed very comfortably by the boy's words, he silently let go of his hand and took two steps back.

Seeing that this trick was useful, the young man couldn't hide his emotions anymore, he rubbed his hands and waist bitterly: "Go and bring Alice here, I'm going back."

Sen Ban glanced at him.

Like a strangled cat, Fern spit out two words awkwardly, "... Please."

Sen Ban's eyes paused for a second on his blood-recovered lower lip: "Yeah."

Then he really went Lead the horse.

"Damn it!" The system watched the OOC value jump repeatedly within 10%, and finally managed to coax Morimara, it was so fucking admirable.

"Awesome host! 6666666!"

Yu Bai also felt that his acting skills could enter Hollywood, but he was happiest: "Looking at Mori Madara up close, he is really handsome! The soul fragments of the main god are so handsome Is it?"

After a while, he asked in distress: "Tong, you said that if he forces love to me in the future, how can I enjoy it while maintaining my personality? This is really a difficult problem, and I have to think about it carefully." System

10,000 A foul word was stuck in his throat.

"... Shall I read some Buddhist scriptures for you? If you are pure-minded, you won't have these messy troubles!"

Yu Bai looked not far away at Senban's waist outlined by a tight vest, and refused the system with a smile "If you have this skill, how about helping me count the day when this body will grow up?"

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