Crazy host loves sickly

Chapter 312 Bad Boy

"Nothing, she's my maid."

Hall turned slightly to the side, trying to block the king's sight.

"May I have your name."

The king had slowly risen to his feet.

Su Xi lowered his head and raised his eyebrows. So that's it.

"Shila Yeita."

The voice is clear and cold, very pleasant to hear.

The king was no longer as calm as before. He quickened his pace and walked down.

Su Xi waited until the time was almost up, looked up and met his gaze.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for opening the hidden plot line. ]

It's getting more and more interesting~

"One, Xixi seems to have discovered it, and it's going to be difficult."

"Tsk, this girl's darker side is starting to get worse. Is she starting to recover her memory?"

"Damn, maybe she won't come to kill me, right? The way she does it is really disgusting. How about I go and make another seal?"

"You are stupid. Her memory was created by herself. Who would dare to solve it? I wouldn't be so bored as to solve it."

"Well, I can't. I'm afraid of her even if I untie her."

The woman called "One" shook her shoulders. She would never do that.

The king asked them to leave without saying anything more, but just kept looking at Su Xi until she disappeared from his sight.

It seems that the previous plans cannot be started directly and we have to reconsider them.

If that girl is really her child...

"To find out the identity of that child and his relationship to Hall York Cecil."

The king gave an order to the people in the dark, then returned to his seat, leaned his head back, closed his eyes, and fell into distant memories.

After Hall and Su Xi walked out, Hall slowed down and waited for Su Xi to come up, then held the girl's slightly fleshy hand.

"He just looked at you and didn't like it."

Su Xi was stunned, then pursed his lips and tried to suppress his smile.

"Well, you'll get used to it." Later.

Hall didn't understand what Su Xi meant and was about to ask what he meant when Su Xi pecked his lips lightly.

"Master Hall, be a bad boy. You kissed another woman before meeting your future wife~"

Su Xi's tone was frivolous, with a seductive look in the corners of his eyes.

Hall looked her straight in the eyes, then tightened his grip on her hand.

"Ah."

A light nasal sound was emitted, and the tips of the ears slowly turned red.

When they arrived at the garden, Su Xi wisely stepped back a few steps and kept a distance from Hall.

In the glass pavilion in the garden, a woman with brown red hair was sitting with her back to the camera.

He seemed to be holding a book in his hand and reading it.

"Miss Perrin Hannah Crewe? I am Hall York Cecil."

Hall's voice was cold and soft.

The woman turned around and met Hall's eyes.

A gust of wind happened to blow, and it seemed like a destined meeting.

A head of wavy reddish-brown hair fluttering in the wind, thin raised eyebrows, a pair of big, charming eyes, a high nose bridge, and wheat-colored skin.

She had full red lips, clean and beautiful cheeks without makeup, skin as smooth as jade, and a curvy figure, like a fairy from hell, comparable to Helen in Greek mythology.

Pei Ling put down the book in her hand, supported her head with one hand and looked at the boy in front of her.

She had a perfect tall figure and a breathtakingly beautiful face. A few strands of silver hair fluttered in front of her forehead, floating in front of her raised eyebrows, and the rest of her hair was braided into several braids behind her.

The figure in light blue clothes outlined a hazy silhouette in the sunlight, and at this moment, he was filled with solemnity and mysterious brilliance...