Liver Emperor's Otome Love Game

"The new partner of the Jones family."

"The youngest duchess in Japan."

"The most powerful patron of the church."

These high hats were put on Ge'an's head one by one by the owner of the Jones family.

The grand opening of today's dinner is about to be pushed to a small climax.

However, what surprised Ge'an was that he even knew about the fact that he subsidized the orphans of the church so quickly.

The blond man swept across the crowd with eyes like the deep sea, and immediately settled on Ge'an's position.

The Patriarch's sudden silence drew everyone's attention to Ge'an along with him.

The live music sounded.

The people clustered in the center of the hall tactfully dispersed to the edge of the hall.Because they all know who the protagonist of the first dance is.

Ge'an was quickly left in the center of the hall.

This feeling of being the center of attention made Ge'an feel very uncomfortable, and even a little out of breath.

Especially when there is a man behind her who attracts everyone's attention even more.

Ge'an turned his head and looked at Patriarch Jones' younger brother who was next to him and who was still refusing to leave.

"Uh..." What is he doing here like a tombstone.

Obviously, Moore's move also attracted everyone's attention.

For a moment, everyone's eyes became quite meaningful.

What's more, Moore's behavior has always been high-profile and rampant, which is well-known in upper-class circles.But no one dared to point fingers at the Jones family.

Right now he was standing beside the girl, declaring his sovereignty was self-evident, and naturally he didn't dare to invite anyone to come forward to invite the girl to dance for the first time.

Some wealthy businessmen or nobles showed surprise and incomprehension in their eyes, while others showed a little envy. The two brothers of the Jones family were notoriously unfeminine.

Everyone silently confirmed in their hearts that they must curry favor with the girl for the second or third dance later.

Maybe this girl will become the first woman to step into the door of the Jones family in the future.

But for some reason, the girl in a fancy dress stood motionless with her back to Moore, as if she couldn't see him at all.

I don't know who I'm waiting for.

Until the blond man who was also dare not underestimate everyone present walked out of the crowd briskly.

Under Moore's warning eyes and everyone's astonishment, he walked up to the girl and extended an inviting hand to her.

"May I have the honor of dancing with you?"

The man ignored Moore's hostility, his eyes were only on the girl in front of him, and he spoke to her in a soft and polite tone.

Ozora's aura wrapped her up carefully, soothing the girl's nervous heart.

He looked at the girl who was slightly raising her eyes to look at him, the girl's eyes were as dark as the night sky, and there seemed to be tiny stars shining in the girl's eyes.

The crowd around seemed to have been stuffed with a giant melon, and couldn't help it anymore.

There were rustling whispers, and the words Vengley and Jones appeared in people's mouths.

With Giotto standing by his side distracting most of the attention, Gean was slightly relieved.

Looking at the man's hand stretched out towards him, Ge'an raised his eyebrows, and asked in a reserved manner, "Are you sure you won't step on me today?"

In Giotto's eyes, her cat-like petite appearance only made him feel that the girl was very cute.

[Giotto Favorability: 46. 】

The curvature of Giotto's lips deepens.

He pretended to think carefully before answering, but his words were full of tenderness and a smile: "You will know if you try it?"

As soon as the words fell, the girl's snow-white and soft little hand came lightly and fell into his broad palm.

The surrounding people gasped when they saw the girl's actions.

The look in Ge'an's eyes just now was full of envy, as if looking at the head of the house.

Looking at Ge'an's eyes full of pity now is like looking at a dead person.

Although the situation has been finalized, and this situation is not generally embarrassing.But the scene engineering that should be done still needs to continue.

After the live music sounded, more and more male and female dance partners began to walk into the hall hand in hand, and began to dance around them with Giotto and Ge'an as the center.

Ge An felt very strange.

Giotto danced very well today, his movements were smooth and smooth, and even the small step that she was prone to make mistakes was perfectly resolved by him.

In the dance of the two, Giotto seems to be the guide of the movements.

He used Ge'an's most comfortable way to lead Ge'an stepping on the nodes of the music, selling the correct steps one by one.

He was held in the arms of the man politely and restrainedly, the warmth of the palm was transmitted through the thin fabric around the waist, and his clean and pleasant warm aroma lingered at the tip of his nose.

When Giotto was circling around the center of the hall with his arms around her waist, the dazzling glass and crystal lights on the ceiling of the hall suddenly gave Ge'an an unrealistic illusion.

Just like in a dream woven by diamonds, I want to sink into this beautiful dream forever.

As if sensing that the girl's footsteps were gradually sluggish, Giotto leaned over following the dance steps and whispered in Ge'an's ear, "Tired?"

In the eyes of other people, this kind of posture has more meaning of being close to each other.

The girl whose eyes gradually regained clarity shook her head and praised: "Giotto danced so well today, so I accidentally slacked off."

"It's okay, just follow me."

"okay."

[Giotto Favorability: 47. 】

After finishing the first dance, Ge'an clearly felt the change in everyone's attitude towards her.

If it was polite and polite before, it is now avoided.

Although it is not so obvious, there is still a polite smile on the scene.But no one dared to come forward to invite Ge'an to dance.

Don't know if it's because of Giotto or because of Moore.

Speaking of Moore, I haven't seen him since I left with a displeased face, and I don't know where he went at the moment.

No one came to bother Ge'an anymore, and Ge'an was quiet.

While Giotto and G were busy dealing with the courtship and greetings from other small families, Ge'an was bored and wandered to a secluded corner with a skirt in his hand.

"Uh..." Ge'an felt very bored, this occasion of drinking and drinking was very fake.

Originally, I thought that coming here would open a wave of Shura field tips, but I didn't expect that the Jones family only invited two people from Pengelie.

With this number of people, there is no way for Ge An to gather enough to open the Shura field.

It's just a small increase in favorability, and Ge'an feels that this trip is a bad one.

This kind of mood is like coming to the long-awaited large-scale dungeon, but I didn't get any treasures in this dungeon.

"Tch..." Ge'an took a mouthful in frustration.

Unexpectedly, the heavy wooden door behind him suddenly opened a small crack, and a broad and powerful hand clamped Ge'an's wrist, dragging her into the darkness.

In the bustling and spacious venue, one person was suddenly missing, and no one noticed.

Giotto seemed to sense something, and looked in the direction Ge'an was just now.

Looking around, he frowned slightly after seeing no familiar figure.

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, he patted G on the shoulder and was about to leave.

He was stopped by a woman.

"Hello, Mr. Pengoile!" Mary stopped Giotto who was about to leave.

"Feel sorry……"

"I'm Ge'an's youngest." Mary chased after the man who moved away from her.

While chasing, he spoke in a hurry.

"I think you should be very happy to hear me tell you interesting things about Ge'an." For example, use your money to support the little boy and so on.

The blond man stopped suddenly.

"Uh..." Mary showed a confident smile, her gorgeous red lips parted slightly.

I was just about to start talking about the last auction.

He was interrupted by the man: "Ma'am, I prefer to listen to what Ge'an tells me rather than listening to you."

"But..." "I think the Eiger family will develop better if they use money laundering in the right way."

"Uh..." The man's eyes were warm orange red, and his facial expression was very gentle, but it made Mary shudder.

All the words he had prepared were choked in his throat.

No matter how much she mustered up her courage, she didn't dare to say another word.

Giotto remained silent, just glanced at her lightly, without looking back.

With strides, he walked towards the direction where Ge'an disappeared.

A dark corridor with no lights on.

Only a little misty moonlight poured in from the floor-to-ceiling windows at the end, dimly illuminating the two figures with huge differences in stature.

When the tall and burly Moore was pressed against the wall like a chick, Ge'an's heart was full of grass.

The man's strength was so strong that he almost pressed Ge'an's exposed collarbone to purple.

"Why are you sighing?" Moore moved his face closer to Ge'an, so close that he almost kissed Ge'an.

"I'm not satisfied with Pengo Li's little boy... hiss..."

Moore's words were interrupted by a crisp snap.

The man was turned away by Ge An's slap, only felt the burning pain, and let go of Ge An's restraint.

A complete five-fingerprint immediately appeared on the half of the face without scars.

"You dare to hit me?"

"I can still kill you, bitch." Ge'an sneered at the man's stupefaction.

She was about to die of anger, the Shura field couldn't be opened, and she was going to be fueled by him.

There was already a strong smell of tar in the corridor, and the strong smell of smoke from the man made her almost unable to open her eyes, and almost felt sick.

Apparently she was just dancing with Giotto, and the guy was smoking a lot here.

"Uh..." Moore's eyes widened in shock.Ge Anyu is just a plaything he is interested in, and is a bit more suitable than the usual obedient women. ] The charm of teaching.

What's more, her appearance is not bad. From the first time he saw her, the girl's thick and delicate appearance was deeply imprinted in his mind and could not be erased.

But this does not mean that this woman can always challenge his limit without a bottom line.

And she also rejected him in public to choose that little boy of Pengo Li.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously, and his palms, which had long been stained with blood in the world of Mafia, began to itch.

Ge'an immediately felt the aura around the man change.

The moment the man raised his hand, Ge'an had already thought of several ways to make his death very uncomfortable.

But the man's hand didn't come down for a long time.

A force so strong that it was almost inhuman stopped Moore's arm.

Moore's arm trembled uncontrollably due to the excessive struggle, but he still couldn't move an inch.

A third person stopped his hand.

Moore suddenly felt bad, when was there a third person here?

Too bad he didn't even notice...

And the hand holding his arm was clenched tighter and tighter, almost crushing his bones.

No, it had crushed his bones.

"Ahhh!"

Moore let out a scream, but unfortunately the thick solid wood door is very soundproof, and the people in the hall will not hear his voice at all.

There will be no human traffic here either.

It was precisely because of this that he pulled the girl over.

The piercing pain caused fine cold sweat to ooze from Moore's forehead, and the tall man began to crumble.

The third person behind kicked him in the hollow of his knees, and he immediately knelt down in front of Ge'an with his legs sore.

The petite girl who was clearly visible above her head just now suddenly became taller in Moore's eyes.

I saw the queen-like Ge'an lifted the hem of her skirt expressionlessly.

"Huh?" Before Moore had time to react, Ge'an kicked hard at his face.

But obviously, the girl's strength is very small.

Kicking the man on the ground until he was out of breath was not as strong as crushing Moore's arm.

In the end, Ge'an clicked his tongue, his soft voice was cold and without any emotion.

"Eat him, scumbag."

It can kill him without leaving any traces, not even a corpse.

Starting today, the second head of the Jones family will disappear mysteriously, and no matter how his family searches for clues, they will not be able to track down his whereabouts.

Oni Wu Tsuji's rose-red amber eyes looked at the man who fell to the ground and was kicked by the little girl until his face was covered in bruises.

His gaze calmly passed over the little girl's slender calves wrapped in milky white stockings under her skirt and the pointed-toed calfskin high-heeled shoes tied with lace straps.

His night vision is many times better than that of a human.

He didn't even realize that he swallowed his saliva.

After calming down, he said reluctantly as usual: "Eat him?"

Oni Wu Tsuji had no misery to eat, so he thought his mouth was dirty.

He wanted to be rebellious for a while, as always.

The little girl stomped her feet angrily, pointed at the dirty things on the ground and said coquettishly, "Yes, otherwise, he just wanted to kiss me!"

"Uh……"

"Gan?"

When Giotto anxiously pushed open the wooden door beside the venue, the little girl was about to open the door.

Hands dangling in mid-air, apparently startled by the sudden opening of the door.

"Huh? What's the matter, Giotto?"

"Uh..." Giotto followed the bright lights of the hall and looked at the corridor extending inward, but found nothing unusual.

Then he looked at the girl in front of him who was looking up at him suspiciously, feeling a faint sense of disobedience.

But super intuition told him that this small violation was not important.

As long as the girl in front of me is safe and sound.

Finally, Giotto let go of his serious look, and heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "It's nothing, I'm just worried about you."

After hearing this, Ge An also narrowed his eyes with a smile, and joked, "Hee hee, don't worry about me."

"I'm very..."

[Chaoli Yuyue favorability degree: 100 (voice of disappearance)]

"Huh? What is it?"

"Uh..." The huge emotional impact was like a rushing icy tide, wrapping Ge'an in a dull and oppressive deep sea cage, making it difficult to breathe.

When her body swayed back and forth, the man's strong arms immediately stepped forward to support her, and embraced her, who had fallen limply, into his arms.

There was a broken and vague inquiry voice next to his ear, and Giotto called Ge'an over and over again.Her name is getting farther and farther away.

It is obviously a bright meeting hall decorated with crystal lights.

But the darkness, like viscous ink, bit by bit devoured the anxious looking man in front of Ge'an's eyes.

until consciousness is completely lost.