Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 9 Deacon 13
Claire stared blankly, watching Andre quickly walk towards the gorgeous and noble girl without even having time to say hello to her.

Seeing Andre bowing to the girl, the girl looked impatient, but Andre still greeted her with a smile, pampering her to the extreme.

is her!Claire was startled, and already understood the identity of the girl.

It was Miss Alice, the stupid nobleman of the day.

It was like a mime, Claire seemed to be unable to hear anything, and could only watch Andre carelessly serve the girl and leave, and finally the girl's eyes that seemed to see through all her thoughts.

Claire was panicking now, unlike the ambition she had come to, feeling like something was slipping away from her hands.

No, absolutely not!

Claire screamed in her heart, she would never allow it!
There must be a way, there must be...

Wen Chun, who gave Claire a critical blow, was in a good mood now, and then insisted on the principle of killing a donkey, asking Andre to leave.

Andre was a little reluctant in his heart, but after thinking about it, he felt that Miss Alice was losing her temper because of Claire's matter, which was a sign of valuing him.So Andre left happily.After all, it is justifiable for the lady to be angry. If the lady is not angry, he should feel sad.

Wen Chun just watched Andre leave with a rippling smile at her.

"Carol," Wen Chun looked at Andre's back, "Andre is usually like this... well, is he so coquettish?"

Carol was lowering her eyebrows to reduce her sense of existence, but she almost didn't laugh out loud when she heard what Miss Alice said about Andre.After calming down, he replied, "Deacon Andre is usually very calm."

After a pause, Carol said again: "A perfect deacon." Oh, God.Forgive her shameless compliments, she is forced to.

Presumably in the future, if Deacon Andre plans to settle accounts after the fall, he can also forgive her for the sake of her good words to Miss Alice.Carol thought to herself.

"The perfect deacon?"

Wen Chun reached out to crush the petals of the bright red rose, and looked casually at the fingers stained with red juice.

This is what Cecil saw when he arrived.

The girl was as beautiful as an elf, her eyelids drooped slightly, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under the sunlight.The white and tender face was covered with a layer of fluff, and the delicate red lips were slightly pursed, as if inviting someone to taste it.

The girl's white and tender fingers were stained with shocking red juice, which was the juice of the incomplete red rose next to the finger.

A beautiful red rose was destroyed in the girl's hands.She is obviously a pure girl who is not familiar with the world, but under the care of this red, she looks charming like a witch.Even behind the girl, there seemed to be large blood roses with sharp thorns growing there.

What a perfect match for the Blood Rose Legion...

Cecil licked his lips and stepped forward with long legs.

"Miss Alice." Cecil said to Wen Chun politely.

"Marquis Cecil." Wen Chun was a little stunned. She didn't quite understand why Cecil came.

Perhaps because Wen Chun's expression was too obvious, Cecil smiled and said, "I'm here to talk to your father about the Blood Rose Legion."

"Oh." Wen Chun nodded, and pointed to the side, "Father is usually in the study over there." Wen Chun is no longer the one who didn't understand anything when they met for the first time. She knew that the man in front of her was not a simple character.

The warm, pure, white and tender fingers were stained with rose-red juice, and the white and red complement each other, showing an astonishing sense of temptation.

Then a scene that surprised everyone appeared.

I saw Cecil stepping forward, reverently wiping Wen Chun's fingers stained with rose juice.

The eyeballs of Cecil's servant were about to pop out, and he couldn't believe that the one who was doing the work of a servant was actually his noble master!

Wen Chun was also shocked by Cecil's actions.The other party was the Marquis Cecil. In a certain way, even in person, except for the king who could order him on the surface, the rest of the people were in deep awe of him.

And just such a boss who is deeply respected by everyone, now wipes Wen Chun's fingers so carefully, completely disregarding his own nobility.

"Master..." Cecil's servant stepped forward, "Master, you..."

Before he could say this, he was frightened by Cecil's casual look.Yes, he shouldn't have talked much, how could he forget Linton Street that night.Blood flowed like a river that night, and the entire bluestone-paved ground was soaked in dark red blood, and even the sky seemed to be dark red.

At that time, Master Cecil looked like a devil in the world. Even children from rival families could be killed without mercy.Cecil's servants shudder now when they think of the scene.It's just too scary.And where did he get the courage to interfere with Master Cecil's affairs now? He... was he crazy just now...

Cecil's servant turned pale and shivered back to his spot.

"Okay," Cecil held Wen Chun's fingers, watching with satisfaction that Wen Chun's fingers became white and tender again, "It's still so beautiful." It's not that the girl's fingers are not good-looking when they are stained with red juice, but , he felt that this kind of impure red color should not appear on the girl's hands, this color is not worthy.Yes, he felt that this slightly impurity juice was not suitable for a young girl.The girl's white and tender fingers are suitable to be dyed with a purer color, which is more intense and more like a burning color.Just like blood, yes, he thinks the color of blood is very beautiful, just like the blood shed that night, bright red, warm and beautiful.

"Thank you..." Wen Chun smiled lightly.The hand was indeed wiped clean, not even a trace of the original red juice, and what's more, it didn't hurt her at all.She felt very satisfied, not to mention that the other party was also a handsome man.

When Cecil wiped it for her, her dark hair fell down, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. Only the other's high nose bridge and delicate eyebrows could be seen.But even so, many little girls are obsessed with it.

"You're welcome." Cecil's black eyes were deep, charming, and he looked at Wen Chun intently. "It is my honor to serve the future lady."

"lady!?"

"what?"

Several incredible voices rose and fell with each other.

Wen Chun turned cold and said directly: "Marquis Cecil, please don't joke." Oh my god, what a joke!Wen Chun kept complaining in her heart, and she had only met the man in front of her twice this time, so she wanted her to be his wife?Is it possible that after wearing it, she gained the halo of the protagonist?All male gods fall in love with me?No, it should be all the perverts that are chasing me...

　Nishizawa's next chapter...

　　
　
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