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Whenever she was with Lawrence, Cyril couldn't restrain her urge to befriend someone.The irritability and ferocity in his bones that he thought had been wiped out would always come back to life, and no matter how much he improved his endurance, he couldn't control it... But this may also fully explain the importance of Lawrence to him from the side.

His emotional system, which had been buried in silence for a long time, seemed to be defenseless against this guy, and when he came into contact with this guy, he jumped out of shape, making the whole image tend to collapse.Perhaps this is the true meaning of the word "best friend"?

No, this is too flattering to him, even if the two eyes rotate 360 ​​degrees in a full circle, you can't see any sincerity on him.

...like now.

"That's the clothes I designed by myself! I designed every one of them by myself!" The blond hairshao hugged his legs hard, rubbing his face while twisting his body while groping his thighs, kicking desperately without letting go, " There are some things that the designer himself understands, beauties, you can’t use them up and just throw them away! Let me keep it to see the effect—I even brought my needle and thread, and if there is something wrong, I can change it at any time, beauty!!”

Cyril tried to calm down, exhaled a long breath, and her voice was as cold as ice slag falling down: "Let go."

"Not loose! Not loose!! Why can Naiden be here but I can't!" Lawrence pawed his thigh pitifully: "I can help you change your clothes too, beauty~"

The last few words and the upturned ending decisively exposed the wretchedness of this guy's heart.The butler, who was shot innocently with an arrow in his knee, stood on one side, holding the wooden tray with his close-fitting clothes in both hands, standing upright silently, watching his eyes, nose, nose, and heart.

"... Get out!" Cyril finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ow!!"

"Beauty, be careful—I have rough skin and thick flesh, won't your hand hurt?"

"Wait don't kick the bottom!!! Don't—oo—"

Troubled.

When this farce finally came to an end, the veins on Cyril's forehead were still beating slightly.A row of gold-encrusted full-length mirrors in the cloakroom formed a half-ellipse to clearly reflect his figure. The evil spirit on his body was still in the air, with frost covering his brows and eyes. The light and shadow of the mirror, such a cold and gloomy aura not only did not add any haze to the person in the mirror, but also brought a touch of strange and dark beauty.

Because of his identity and temperament, his clothes are usually of the same color, with at most only a border or some lace belts with flower-shaped decorations.It should also be matched with noble and elegant but clear-looking colors such as white, green, and purple. Only in some important occasions can the town wear blue or black.I don't want to reflect myself so much, but as long as it doesn't look too obvious.Too strong colors not only can't suppress the appearance, but will also bring special effects, which will make him feel very headache.

But I didn't expect Lawrence to be so unreasonable that he used a color that was biased towards flame orange and dark blue, with a lighter blue for the border, light sapphire cuffs, and the same dark pattern gold flower brooch as him. The usual style of formal dresses, but the materials and details are extremely novel and gorgeous in design. At first glance, it is different from the cold and quiet temperament, but it has a thrilling mystery and charm.

It didn't fit his aesthetics in the first place, but he put it on after being tortured by this guy before. When he looked in the mirror, he wanted to take off his clothes, but when he saw the mask on another tray that Lawrence sent, he paused for a while.

A club of this level should have various rules. Lawrence, a flirt, has been fooling around in these places since he knew about the personnel. He has never seen it stop, so he naturally knows what is good.If there is a rule of not taking off the mask, it's fine to dress like this, after all, everyone looks like this, so it's not too conspicuous.However, it was no wonder that he was made to wear the golden flower brooch that symbolized the Eugene family—it was a declaration of protection, lest people without eyes bump into him and annoy him.

As a world-renowned young ship tycoon, although he often does not do his job properly, a guy who can hide his identity and hang out in Milan, the world's fashion capital, for all kinds of sex all the year round, even if he has no real skills.

Naiden half-kneeled on the ground, carefully trimming the tiny folds of his clothes.Behind him, a flirtatious man was lying on the sofa, his upper body exposed, bruised and purple, and asked the bodyguard to help him apply the medicine, while twisting and humming: "Beauty, you are too cruel... How can I get away with this?" See sweetheart... I just hooked up with a hot chick in Turin... oh my love~ why are you so cruel~..."

...that's why the disfiguring veins on Cyril's forehead don't fade.

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Lawrence's attire is still so flamboyant that people can't bear to look at it...Of course, it's based on Cyril's aesthetics.

Originally born very well, although not as exaggerated as Cyril, it is more than enough compared to those on the screen, coupled with his own family background and ability, he is a dazzling star wherever he goes.Not to mention this guy's sharp eyesight and taste at the top of the trend, in the eyes of Cyril, it is appalling, but in the eyes of others, it is admirable.

After being beaten up, this bitch hummed endlessly. Cyril turned a deaf ear and sat on the sofa studying the two masks.Naiden described to him the background, characteristics and rules of the Meilan club in detail.He didn't give orders, but how could it be possible that the people trained by Frey didn't even have this kind of ability to read words and expressions.After talking here, the order has already been issued there.In such a short period of time, it is also thanks to them that they have found so much information.

These days, even bodyguards have to be multi-functional, serving as attendants and bodyguards, taking care of everything physically and mentally, not to mention housekeepers with higher authority and more responsibilities.The person who Cyril would never hide from anything, after Naiden appeared beside him, was Naiden.If you had to pick the only one you could trust after the whole world turned its back on you, it would be Naiden.

"Siril, don't ignore me~ If you know these things, you should ask me, ask me, just ignore me—"

Cyril didn't look up.The mask in his hand is quite heavy, because it is made of too exquisite materials.The style is the old-fashioned court ball style, and it is also the difference in the decoration of the details.It is inlaid with gold, inlaid with silver, covered with diamonds and piled up with fine gemstones to form a unique pattern. One side is also decorated with extremely beautiful bird feathers, which is exquisite and gorgeous like a work of art.

Lawrence jumped over while tying the ribbon, and said sourly: "Why do you take it so seriously—could this thing be prettier than me? Aww, beauty, you can't be so fickle, my heart is about to break~"

Break it, if you don't break it seven or eight times a day, you won't be Lawrence.And this guy actually dares to say that he is ruthless?Don't you blush!

Cyril raised her eyes expressionlessly.It's really better than this one.

Lawrence covered his face and wailed, and rubbed his knee against his leg, signaling him not to be distracted, this time with a serious face: "Hey, beauty, did no one tell you that you can't look at others like this? Yes, yes, That's it!"

When looking up at people, because of the usual noble posture, the head does not move, but the pupils of the eyes turn upwards, and the corners of the eyes unconsciously turn up slightly, which makes people feel that the curvature of the smile is different from the coldness The combination of temperament and temperament forms a kind of contradictory temptation that blends ice and fire, and the originally clear blue eyes unconsciously carry a few touches of chaotic darkness, such stunning beauty is enough to shake the heart.

Then he wailed again, "I shouldn't have dressed you up like this just out of curiosity—in Meilan, don't take off your mask, and don't let anyone have a chance to take off your mask, Cyril...but you It's the first time I go, and we don't know each other well... No one should be unruly... Well, just in case!"

Cyril narrowed her eyes slowly.

Lawrence's heart was beating like a drum, and he jumped away with a bang: "You know, although Meilan is not limited to men and women, but he is not allowed to bring companions... Although all the entertainment is provided there, the quality is quite high, but the idea It’s not uncommon for guests to be hit on the guests. If you look at it, I’d like it if you like it, and if you look at it with clever means, if you go in, don’t you just ask for a thrill?”

Cyril leaned back on the sofa, with one leg resting on the other. She was no longer as strict and upright as before, and now her faint laziness is even more enchanting: "Someone has made a plan for you ?”

Lawrence also felt that he had overreacted just now, but the dangerous aura when Cyril squinted just now was really creepy... Now that he returned to normal, he raised his eyebrows and smirked: "Who dares!"

He chuckled, a deliberate cold light flashed in his eyes, and he revealed the information inadvertently, but he didn't say anything about it, and instead he had a heartless coquettish temperament: "Beauty, you are the only dangerous person!" ~Don’t make jokes~ I’ve always been the only one who molested others!”

Cyril raised her hand and put the mask inlaid with aquamarine on her face.

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Although Meilan is filled with the general luxury and corruption of the European high society, it is not unacceptable like the magical country with mixed fish and dragons on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean.

"Meilan's environment has always been very good, and it happens that you don't like to be noisy. There are many things to play, depending on your interest. Well, I can't follow you all the time. I hope that you will be fine when I go back to find you... Well, don’t stare at me, I actually believe you very much!”

"The news of Leng Fei's Breathing Night has always been secretive, regardless of the number of participants, so it is estimated that it will not be lively this time. However, it is always inevitable that there will be some troublesome characters. Naiden and the others, remember to be careful."

"You've participated in this game before, so I won't say anything about the rules and regulations. I'll take the entry chips, but the round of chip appraisal before the banquet depends on you. To join in the fun."

"Wait, beauty, you haven't said what you want from Leng Feixi!"

"The B-level patron authority of the Assassin League's unspoken rules. At least C+ level."

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