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

"Yeah." He admitted frankly.

Sierra blinked and asked in a different way: "Am I special in your eyes?"

"Yeah." He nodded slightly, his face in the backlight a bit elusive.

Sierra was finally happy. She took the initiative to put her arms around his neck, brushing her arms over the soft golden hair. Her voice became sweet and soft: "Mr. Rose Hill, I realize that it was really disrespectful that I didn't say hello to you just now." Politeness, could you please let me make up for it now?”

The handsome vampire lowered his eyes. He knew that the girl in front of him was thinking about something bad, but he still rolled his Adam's apple and nodded indulgently.

Sierra tilted her head up, her nose brushed against his chin, and her warm lips pressed against it.

Rose Hill sat like a statue on a stone platform, and her eyes under her eyelashes were filled with turbulent emotions.

Sierra hugged his neck tightly, entangled with him with a scent as sweet as honey.

She clearly felt Rose Hill's transformation from cold to hot. He knew that he was being seduced, without any resistance. He was still very excited.

The muscles all over his body were tense, and the hard arms around her were so tight that she almost couldn't breathe.

Her neck almost tilted back, and the cold palms held the back of her head in time, and the fingertips inserted into her hair, firmly controlling her head.

Sera half-squinted her eyes, looking at Rose Hill's beautiful eyes that were gradually blurring, and her body gradually lost strength.

Her mouth was numb as if she had eaten Sichuan peppercorns, but the vampire in front of her was not satisfied at all.

Aldin, who was acting as a wooden figure in front of him for many times, couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart about how every time they could kiss in the car, he always felt uncomfortable there.

Rosehill had already controlled his power to the extreme, and the restrained and gentle kiss he thought he had was not comfortable at all for Sera.

As time went by, she made an uncomfortable and thin sound from the kiss, "Okay, okay, don't kiss anymore."

Sera was really afraid that if Rose Hill continued to indulge, she would accidentally pierce her lip with her venomous fangs, and her life would be over.

Every time I kiss him, I have this concern.

Her fingers pinched his shoulders and she sounded like she was about to cry.

"Master, we've arrived." Aldin coughed lightly.

Rose Hill reluctantly left her lips and held the limp girl in his arms, his rising and falling chest trying to suppress the intense emotions.

Sierra touched her numb lips tremblingly, feeling relieved in her heart.

"Isn't your kissing ceremony a bit excessive? I just want to touch him and say good night." Her soft villain complained first.

Rosehill closed her eyes and said in a soft voice, "You should replenish me."

"My mouth hurts." Sierra snorted delicately.

"Get off the car and have dinner." Rose Hill squeezed her hand and added, "It's very rich."

Dinner was at a luxurious high-end restaurant on the banks of the Santa Fe River.

In the private luxury box, there is a square marble dining table, a crystal lamp hanging from the top, and a wooden high-backed chair with soft printed cushions.

There were more than just the two of them at dinner today.

A middle-aged man in formal attire stood up with a flattering smile on his face, "Mr. Rose Hill, it has been since the sinking of the Royal Cruise Ship that I finally see you and say hello."

Serra saw this man at the door of the police station this morning. He was a detective from the capital and a close aide sent by the king.

"Apu." Rose Hill put on his leather glove hand and shook his hand, and the two got acquainted.

The man named Apu put down his hand, looked at Sera standing next to him, and said equally politely: "Miss Sera, did I remember correctly? You and Mr. Rose Hill are survivors on the same ship. "

"Hello, Mr. Apu."

Sera didn't understand why Rose Hill would bring her to such a dinner, but she still obediently sat down on the chair he pulled out.

The food served by the waiter is all the latest rare dishes caught in the sea, as well as all kinds of popular vegetables.

While listening to their conversation, she ate the food on the plate. The fried fish and meat pies tasted much better than the ones made by Lady Martha at the manor.

Rose Hill glanced at the girl who was eating obediently, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

"Mr. Rosehill, I did a rough investigation of the time of Whitman's death. It was the night you took care of the racetrack gang."

Sierra's chewing slowed down and her ears perked up.

Apu lit a cigar and said with a smile: "Isn't it strange that every time there is a problem in your place, the mastermind behind the scenes will die suddenly in various ways that night, including dismemberment, shooting, and suicide? There’s everything.”

Sera secretly glanced at Rose Hill next to her, and met his calm eyes. She only heard him ask lightly, "What else do you want to eat?"

The other party was poking at him secretly, but he still asked him calmly what he wanted to eat.

Sierra thought for a few seconds, "Lemon-flavored cream cake, plus chocolate flavor."

"good."

Apu, who was ignored, did not show his emotions and said clearly: "Whitman allowed the gang to come and destroy your place. This is not a good behavior, but sometimes if everyone takes a step back, nothing will happen, right?" ? Why hurt people’s lives?”

Rose Hill finally turned her gaze from the greedy girl to him, "Is there any evidence that I did it?"

He had already published a newspaper article to save someone's injured hand. He did not go out that night and a doctor came to serve him. He had a complete alibi.

As a close confidant of the king, Apu accepted many cases, and the origins of all the cases were inseparable from Rose Hill, but it was like this every time, and every time he and his subordinates had alibi.

This is a cunning man who can never be caught, even though he knows he is capable of committing murder and arson.

"Everyone knows it, including the king." Apu said, "He thinks something will happen if you are allowed to continue like this."

Sierra was not sure if these words were acceptable to her. She looked at Rose Hill again while eating the cake after dinner, and when she saw that he was not looking at her, she stretched out her hand under the dining table.

He moved, turned his palm and pressed her hand on his leg to hold it, and squeezed it to reassure her.

Sera pursed her lips, picked up the spoon with her other hand and continued to eat.

"What do you want to say?" Rose Hill asked coldly.

"I am happy to end this case immediately, including all the previous unresolved cases." Apu leaned forward and stared at him with bright eyes, "How about we do a business? You like business the most, don't you?"

In Serra's view, this man had absolutely no capital to negotiate terms with Rose Hill. He knew who the murderer was but had no evidence, which was not enough to put a duke in jail.

Unless the person behind him borrowed this mouth.

I haven't done anything, but I still have to lock my chapter, ugh.

Driving a car with stream of consciousness is also a pain.