The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

It took a long way to get back to Oslank in Hammer Villa

As soon as the car stopped, Oss ran into the villa before he had time to speak, and he was thrown down.

"Why are you still angry, like a little girl?"

Oss scratched his head with a headache. No matter what he said along the way, Lan Ke ignored him, treating him like air.

He wanted to bear it, and coaxed Lan Ke when he got home, but Lan Ke just left him and left.

"Could it be that you want me to coax him in other ways, by sending flowers? Or, by sending rings?" Oss rubbed his chin and thought seriously.

"Could it be that I kissed him suddenly before we confirmed our relationship, and that's why he lost his temper!"

"It's true that sending flowers is not good, but giving rings is more sincere."

Oss came to a conclusion and looked down at the gemstone ring on his index finger.

"This is the family ring that my mother passed on to me, so it doesn't matter if I pass it on to my wife! It's a family anyway."

After thinking this way, Oss immediately got out of the car, took out large and small bags of ingredients from the rear compartment, and hurriedly walked towards the kitchen.

After freezing everything, Oss strode out of the hall.

He was very happy at first, but he stopped after leaving the hall, and frowned coldly.

Because a blond man with blue eyes was reclining on the sofa in the lobby at this time. He looked about 31 years old, about 176 in height, and dressed in royal attire.

The reason why Oss was angry was not because of this, but because the man asked Harmore to take off his shoes in a half-kneeling position, while he was lying lazily on the sofa and admiring his fingers comfortably.

That damned kid, he dared to treat Lord Harmoll as a servant.

Oss was furious, and clenched his fists by his thighs.

Now Saiman is also angry. Standing opposite the sofa, he glared angrily at his fourth brother Sai'an who was on the sofa, full of anger.

If Hamoore hadn't told him not to get angry just now, he would have twisted Sai'an's head off and kicked him to death.

"Why is the second brother so unhappy?"

Sai'an clearly knew that Saiman was so angry that he still dared to ridicule him, so he looked at Saiman with a playful smile.

Although he is Saiman's younger brother, he is not as tall and handsome as Saiman, but he is more of a beautiful flower boy type. The position of the neck looks like a fine work of art as a whole.

Saiman clenched his fists angrily, his hands tensed, and the eyes that looked at Sai'an seemed to swallow him alive.

Seeing that Saiman has been holding back his anger and not daring to lose his temper with Sai'an is even more interesting.

He glanced at Harmore who was squatting aside to take off his shoes, deliberately got up and sat in front of Harmore, smiled and stretched out his hand to pinch Harmore's chin.

"This face is really beautiful. No wonder my second brother has been obsessed with you for so long."

After Sai'an finished speaking, the corners of his mouth curled up, he squeezed Harmore's chin tightly, and let Harmore look at him arrogantly.

Harmore didn't struggle, but said indifferently, "Your Highness must be tired after a day's flight, so I'll ask someone to arrange a room for you to rest."

Don't look at Ha Moore's calm face, he has already stabbed Sai'an ten thousand times in his heart.

But he can't tear himself apart with Sai'an, and now he has to be an undercover agent next to the queen.

"Why do you let someone else come? You can clean up the room for this prince. You will take care of my daily life during the time I'm in country H, including ~ night."

Sai'an looked up at Saiman after saying this, and asked him with a full smile, "You don't mind, second brother?"

Saiman couldn't bear it anymore, and quickly walked towards Sai'an, slapped his hand pinching Harmore's chin, and pulled Harmore into his arms.

Saiman didn't get angry when he didn't listen to his words and ran away to Hamoore, he was already furious when he heard Sai'an's words.

"Wet wipes."

Harmore stretched out his hand towards Saiman without expression.

Saiman bent down and picked up the wet wipe from the tea table, restrained his anger and handed it to Harmore.

Harmore opened the lid of the wet towel, took out the wet towel and wiped the places where Saian touched one by one, and then threw the wet towel into the trash can beside him neatly.

After wiping it once, he still felt that it was not clean, so he wiped his chin and hands carefully seven or eight times with a cold face, and didn't stop until he felt clean.

Seeing Harmore's move, Sai'an squinted his eyes and showed a dangerous face, his voice was cold, "How dare you treat this prince as a bacterium?"

"I don't know if the Fourth Highness is bacteria or not. The queen asked you to come here to take down the He family and not to confront your brother Wang. If you don't mind, I can report everything that happened just now to the queen." .”

"you"

Sai'an was directly deflated, and looked very afraid of the queen.

"Oss, take His Highness upstairs to rest."

Hammer stood straight and called Oss's name, looking indifferently at Sai'an who was on the sofa and stared at him through gritted teeth.

Hearing Hammer's voice, Oss immediately walked over from the first floor, came to Sai'an with a gloomy face and gestured upstairs, "Please, fourth prince."

"Humph!"

Sai'an snorted, got up and left angrily, and the four knights who followed him also hurriedly followed.

"sorry."

Saiman immediately hugged Harmore into his arms, apologizing that Saiman would target Harmore because of him.

"Why are you apologizing? You'll just help me kill that kind of scum in the future." Harmore said calmly.

Saiman didn't speak, but his eyes were very scary, even if Harmore didn't say anything, he would not be soft.

I really have to thank my mother for sending you to country H. I'll see how long you, Sai'an, can live without your mother's protection.

Saiman's eyes were red like an angry beast.