Chapter 893 God Descends (4) Supplement
The man stood next to the girl. He noticed that Fu Yue's cloak was touched by the two scumbags just now.
Siler's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly.
He reached out and took off Fu Yue's cloak. Facing Fu Yue's puzzled gaze, Siler smiled softly and perfectly.
"Master, this cloak is dirty."
He snapped his long fingers.
The cloak in Silaire's hand burst into flames and instantly turned into ashes.
Fu Yue: "?!"
What did she see?
What a cool idea, brother!
So, the two people just now were also killed by this person?
Fu Yue: "..."
Oh, my strange knowledge has increased.
It was already late at night, and the sky was cold and dewy, so it was inevitable that it would be a little chilly. Anyway, Fu Yue shivered so hard that goosebumps appeared on her arms.
Frozen.
Silaire noticed, his blue eyes flashed, and he tilted his head slightly, as if he was thinking about what to do.
The slender fingers were raised.
Unbutton your jacket.
One, two...
Silaire raised his arm, squeezed Fu Yue's hand, pulled her towards him, wrapped the girl in his coat, in short, he hugged her.
The two bodies were pressed tightly against each other.
Not sure if it was Fu Yue's illusion, she subconsciously hugged Xi Laer's waist and accidentally touched it... The abdominal muscles under this shirt were strong and beautiful.
"Master, this should make you feel less cold, right?"
The blonde beauty asked obediently.
Fu Yue: "..."
Is this a way to keep warm?
Um... This method seems a bit weird, yes, just weird.
"Don't be afraid, Siler will take you home right now."
Said.
A six-pointed star array suddenly lit up under their feet.
After the light flashed.
The place was deserted...only the cold, dark alleys blown by the wind remained.
*
In the blink of an eye.
Xi Laer hugged Fu Yue and returned to an exquisite and gorgeous house.
At first glance, this is a completely European classical style room.
There are layers of dark curtains with dark patterns embroidered with gold threads. It can be seen that the wealth of the owner of the house is very considerable. There are huge oil paintings hanging on the walls. The ground is made of jade of unknown material. The blazing flame in the fireplace seemed a little warm at this moment, and everything was old-fashioned and quiet.
The man let go of the girl in his arms, took a step back, buttoned the buttons on his coat one by one, returned to his perfect gentleman appearance, and bent slightly towards Fu Yue.
He put one hand across his chest and performed a standard gentlemanly etiquette.
"Master, I was just offended."
A trace of red appeared on the tips of Fu Yue's ears. She took a deep breath and said, "I'm fine. You can go out first. I want to be alone for a while."
Just be quiet and accept the plot.
Silaire: "Yes."
He withdrew with a gentlemanly and humble attitude, but Fu Yue still couldn't figure out one thing...Who on earth was this man? He really didn't look like a servant.
Fu Yue stayed in this bedroom to receive the memory.
…
Her original name was Chloe, she was the youngest daughter of the White Rose Duke of the Empire, and the daughter he least liked to see.
the reason is simple.
Because the original body is simply an accidental product.
Once drunk, the Duke of White Rose took possession of a beautiful civilian woman, and this was how Cloya was born.
The Duke of White Rose, who was rigid by nature and attached great importance to hierarchy, could not accept that he would do such a wrong thing. Therefore, he also angered the original person and her mother, and always treated them coldly.
Of course, all this can wait until later.
Because Fu Yue now has a realization that she can't accept.
That is--
Silaire, that handsome young man just now.
It’s a machine, an instrument, and a person.
Fu Yue: "..."
Isn’t it a Western fantasy plane?
Why is it suddenly related to interstellar machines?
Unreasonable.
Robots or something...
Fu Yue expressed some pain in her head.
Xiao Tiantian is a robot, how should she fall in love with a robot...
Good night, please give me a ticket