Plural Apostles

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This Siegfried... an aboveboard scum?Also scum.

Hill was sitting in front of the computer translating the manuscript, with a lollipop in his mouth, and his expression was full of anger, which was completely different from his cold face and rejection of people thousands of miles away in front of Siegfried: "What can you buy with money?" My youth, you buy it first! What a nasty fellow, although Siegfried in the previous world was always talking about money and benefits, but I always feel that Siegfried in this world of mental imagery is a bit worse."

Although I was "supported" by Siegfried in the last world, that was just another way of saying work. When I was a secretary, I worked very hard to learn how to be a good secretary, otherwise Siegfried would not I don't pay myself a salary, but the Siegfried in this world is obviously different...

Deals, money, love...

This guy seems to absolutely connect these words, or that's how he sees these things.

Hill crackled and translated a manuscript, with a dignified and puzzled expression on his face. Could it be that this kind of character traits are more or less thoughts in Siegfried's mind?Treat spiritual feelings as materialized...

I still need to observe more, maybe in this mental image world, the way to break the situation is to teach Siegfried what love is?

When I go to the appointment tomorrow, I have to talk more with Siegfried. Anyway, that guy thinks he is pretty, and he will never miss getting along with him if he has the opportunity.

Hill snorted softly, she wanted to see what the hell this Siegfried was.

Chapter 830

Snack bags were scattered on the floor, the curtains were drawn in broad daylight, and bright lights were turned on in the room.

Hill was sitting in front of the computer, wearing a loose and comfortable pajamas, her feet were shaking back and forth, she was concentrating on the computer, typing on the keyboard with her hands, taking a sip of Coke from the side, or grabbing a handful of snacks from time to time stuff it in your mouth.

No wonder Sister Bronya usually likes to do this, because it really feels so comfortable to do so... It's easy, and you can grab food and drink at your fingertips.

"'When he closed his eyes, swallowed the lingering sparks, and only glimpsed the face of God in the dark, it was a sudden awakening. Humans and demons live together, but they are drifting away from God'... Finally finished the translation, huh ..."

Hill stretched his waist, looked at his completed manuscript, and snorted softly: "I don't care if you buy me with money... Siegfried the scum."

Glancing at the time, Hill got off the stool, rubbed her eyes and walked into the bathroom, her hair was messed up in strands, thinking about what she needed to say when she met Siegfried this afternoon, and then began to wash and tidy up own health status.

You don't need to seize time to unravel this mental world...

"Gulululu...wow!"

Hill spit out the mouthwash, and the toothbrush in her hand came in and out of her mouth. Amid the rustling sound of brushing her teeth, she looked around with her eyeballs, and then became a little depressed. It was really bad to be alone, which reminded her of When I was in the Quantum Sea, no one was with me, there was nothing but nothingness, and I couldn't even put my spirit into madness because of the power of Houkai.

It is a little bit of loneliness that goes deep into the bone marrow, and people can never escape and deal with it...

But the moment I saw Sister Bronya again, everything was not a problem.

"Pooh!"

Spit out a mouthful of saliva, turn on the faucet, and pour hot water into the sink.

Hill wiped his face vigorously with a moist and warm wool handkerchief, and looked at the dark blue-haired figure in the mirror with vigor: "Today, Hill must work hard too!"

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Carrying a small bag in his hand, it contained all kinds of self-defense weapons. His short dark blue hair was still hanging on the halving, and a white hairband held a few strands of hair and tied them into a small bow on the top of his head.

Hill arrived at the appointed place half an hour earlier. She looked at the map displayed on her mobile phone, and slowly moved towards the location of Mishima Coffee House. At the same time, she looked left and right to determine where the coffee house was. Look, Mishima Coffee House seems to be quite famous.

Well, I found it!

Hill took a step, walked across the overpass, and slowly came to the opposite coffee shop. She was just about to step into the coffee shop when a woman rushed out from inside and bumped into her with a bang.

"Hey?!"

"Yes, sorry..."

An apology with a bit of embarrassment and choking came from next to his ear. When Hill stood firm and turned his head, he only saw the long ponytail fluttering behind him.

That person seemed to be crying just now, right?what 's wrong?

But now is not the time to care about such things.

Hill rubbed her sore shoulders and walked into the coffee shop. She looked around and quickly found Siegfried, who was drinking coffee leisurely by the window.

"I didn't expect you to come so early."

Hill walked over and sat opposite Siegfried, and suddenly she noticed a cup of coffee in front of her: "Who were you dating just now? Could it be a lover you kept?"

"Lover? It can be regarded as a lover." Siegfried laughed casually, "But you probably don't want to talk about this kind of topic, so how about we change the topic? Waiter, please tear down the two cups of coffee and replace them with two cups Here comes the coffee—what would Miss Hill want?"

"whatever."

"Then let's have a cup of the most expensive coffee, I'll treat you." Siegfried paused, smiling, "Don't worry, there are no unspoken rules that require your consent."

Hill snorted softly, "It's not like I can't afford a cup of coffee."

The waiter came up to collect two cups of coffee, and Siegfried looked at Hill with a smile: "As a talented translator who is proficient in various languages, it's just a cup of coffee, Miss Hill, of course you can afford it."

"It seems that you have investigated me too, scumbag Siegfried." Hill was not surprised, after all, he could ask others to investigate Siegfried's situation, and it was only natural for Siegfried to investigate himself. , "Let's get straight to the point."

"Say? Say what? Love or love?"

Siegfried rubbed his chin and looked at Hill: "Or...Miss Hill is interested in the deal I mentioned yesterday? But if I want to buy the youth of a beautiful and capable person like Miss Hill, I have to It cost a lot of money..."

"You can't afford it for the rest of your life!" Hill glared at Siegfried and relieved the anger in her heart. At this time, the waiter brought two cups of coffee, and she took a sip from one of them, "I want to talk to you , or I want to know...how do you view love?"

"Love? A social relationship between people. As for how I view love...it doesn't matter." Siegfried shrugged, stirred his coffee with a smile, and said bluntly, "I have always been an honest person. Businessmen, never lie, for example, I want to buy you because you are beautiful and fit my aesthetics, so I want to buy you."

"Do you think money can buy love?"