Go crazy!The goddess of the nation should not marry me

"No wonder this ancient man wanted to be the emperor..."

This is delicious and delicious, rich and chic, who wouldn't be envious...

Qin Yu leaned back and fell on the soft big bed.

It's just that after lying down for a while, the door of Qin Yu's room was knocked...

Qin Yu didn't know why and came to the door. When he opened the door, he saw the woman who had been pulling him in George's clinic and thanking him non-stop.

"Sorry, I didn't bother you..."

The golden hair on the front of the woman's forehead is pinned by a diamond hairpin.

Shiny, tinsel hair falls back in bouncy, natural curls.

Her fair skin was like snow, her slender figure, and her delicate facial features were as glamorous as a doll.

But what shocked Qin Yu the most was that the woman could speak Mandarin fluently.

"You are……"

"My name is Natasha, and I'm Xiwen's sister... I'm sorry to bother you at this time, I made some French desserts, and I want to thank you..."

As Natasha said, her fair face was stained a little blush, her dark red lips were slightly pursed, and her big watery eyes just looked at Qin Yu like this.

If it were an ordinary man, he would have been greedy looking at those soul-stirring eyes, but Qin Yu didn't.

"It's just a little effort, thank you for the snack, I will enjoy it..."

Out of courtesy, Qin Yu took the snack from Natasha's hand.

Just when Qin Yu was about to close the door to sleep, the woman said again: "Can I go in and sit down?"

"I have something very important to ask you..."

Natasha looked around and spoke in a low voice.

Seeing the panicked appearance of the woman, Qin Yu could roughly guess what it was about.

Reluctantly, he had no choice but to agree to the woman's request.

Speaking of which, Natasha can be regarded as Elena's cousin, but the two sisters really have completely different temperaments.

If Elena interpreted the enthusiasm of foreign women, then Natasha symbolized the stability and dignity of the royal family.

Natasha sat in front of Qin Yu, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Qin, I know my question may be a bit abrupt, but please tell me what the person who chased and killed Xiwen looked like that day." of……"

The relationship between the royal family is complicated. If it was just an ordinary riot, it would be okay, but if someone in the royal family assassinated Xiwen in the name of riot, and he escaped by luck this time, there will be endless troubles in the future.

Although Tracy has a grumpy temper, she pays more attention to the education of her children than the lustful Mars.

Natasha went abroad to study at the age of ten, and even went to as many as six countries to study abroad. Naturally, she has her own insights and opinions.

Although the most favorable contenders for the throne today are his father and Mars.

But it is inevitable that other uncles will not think about what they should not do.

That's why Natasha came to Qin Yu at this time.

Qin Yu did not immediately answer Natasha's question.

Instead, he walked to the table, picked up the pen and paper on the table, and drew the faces of the two of them on the paper according to the memory in his mind.

It also specifically marked what time they were on the street in which area, and what type of motorcycle the two were riding.

Ten minutes later, Qin Yu put the two portraits on the coffee table.

Due to time constraints, the draft was a bit rough, but the looks of the two men could be clearly seen.

"I think that's all I can do to help you..."

Qin Yu's carefulness and thoughtfulness were beyond Natasha's expectation.

"Sorry, I'm a little tired. If there is nothing else, I want to rest first..."

Although Natasha is 29 years old, she is not married. If she stays in her room for too long, it will be hard to say.

Besides, Qin Yu didn't want to have too much involvement with women other than Wen Yimo.

"Thank you for the pastry, I will enjoy it..."

After Qin Yu finished speaking, he closed the door.

It was already 3:30 in the morning in Country M.

Elena stayed up all night talking with her male partner.

There is a faint blush on the fair skin, like a flower that has been carefully cared for and nourished.

In the bar, Elena, who was wearing an ultra-short suspender skirt, deliberately supported the bar counter, looking at the man behind who was bartending.

"Am I pretty?"

Elena picked up the wine glass, looked at the bartender with winking eyes and asked.

"certainly……"

The man said it as a matter of course.

The king's eighteen concubines are all beautiful and beautiful, and the children they give birth to will naturally not be too bad.

"But why is he not interested in me..."

Speaking of this, Elena was also very troubled.

It would be great if he was with me tonight...

Elena even recalled in her mind the appearance of the two talking drunkenly late at night.

Depressed Elena drank the wine, turned her head and saw Natasha walking from the corridor.

"Natasha, why did she come out from there..."

Elena was very puzzled.

Then he asked the bartender: "Is the royal family here?"

Elena hangs around bars or other romantic places every day to hunt for new prey, so naturally she doesn't know about Qin Yu's coming to country M.

"I heard that the guest who came in this time is a very handsome man..."

It seemed that he knew where Elena was concerned, so the man mentioned Qin Yu's appearance as if on purpose.

Recalling Natasha's hurried and shy appearance just now, Elena has a strong interest in this man.

What does a man who can make a 29-year-old virgin look like?
At eight o'clock in the morning, because Qin Yu hadn't slept well for two nights, he was snoring everywhere on the soft big bed.

As a distinguished guest of the royal family, naturally no servant would dare to disturb Qin Yu's rest.

But except for one person...

The maid at the door looked at the coquettishly dressed Elena and greeted respectfully.

Elena folded her arms around her chest, raised her head like a proud peacock, snorted and was about to walk in.

"Miss Elena, you can't go in..."

As soon as the servant finished speaking, Elena slapped her hard.

"Do you know where you are?"

Because she was the most beloved woman of Mars, Eileen was used to being arrogant and domineering since she was a child, and all the servants in the palace even avoided her.

"Is there any place in my house that I can't go..."

Elena said that she was about to walk in.

"Miss Elena, you really can't go in, the distinguished guests are resting..."

Elena rolled her eyes and grabbed the woman's hair fiercely with her right hand: "Since you know that the distinguished guest is resting, shut your mouth and provoke him. You say it's my fate, or you?" ..."

Looking at the woman standing there blankly, Elena let out a cold snort and walked in.

The glare of the sun becomes soft under the filter of the solar gauze.

The originally cold room was vaguely filled with the faint hormonal breath of the man.

Originally, Elena was just curious about what kind of man Natasha, that country bumpkin, would fall in love with.

But when she approached, what she saw was the face she was dreaming of.

The man's delicate sleeping face and resolute profile made Elena unable to take her eyes off it.

Creeping closer, ready for a self-help morning exercise.