Chapter 113 Taming a Great Demon King (8)

  In the garden, the sunflowers were in full bloom, and several noble girls were sitting together, chatting and laughing.

   "I heard that Agatha also invited Situ this time."

   Camilla, wearing a pink gauze dress, served tea with a contemptuous tone.

   "Oh my **** of light, shouldn't she be hanging out with that slave now?"

   The red-haired girl exclaimed, full of wonder.

   Walking into the garden, Agatha raised her eyebrows when she heard the two of them talking.

   "Hustle! Dear Amanda, this is not a word a lady can say."

  Amanda: Didn't you say it too?

  Agatha: I'm not a lady.

   "I advise you, these words should not be heard by Si Tu, the Magritte family is not easy to mess with."

   Before Agatha was seated, a bright voice came from behind.

   "What should I not hear?"

  The girl is wearing a white one-shoulder gauze dress, and the jewels around her neck are shining under the refraction of the sun.

   For the beauty of Si Tu, these noble girls are a little tired of aesthetics.

   His eyes fell on Sasm beside the girl, his pupils shrunk.

  Is this the little slave brought back from the arena?

   Every move shows excellent cultivation, and even this face is very handsome.

   No wonder Si Tu has been treating him like a baby.

   bypassing a few people, Si Tu sat directly opposite them with an elegant posture.

  The maid had to bring her a cup of black tea at the right time, but was stopped by Sasm beside her.

   There were white gloves in sight, and Sasm put the teacup in front of her smoothly.

   "Please have tea, my dear master."

  's respectful and obedient gesture made all the ladies present look envious.

  Situ used a silver spoon to dig some rose sauce, and lowered his head to reveal his thin white neck.

   After taking a sip, he hooked his index finger again.

  Sasm bent down and listened to his master's instructions.

   "When you're outside in the future, just call me miss."

  Master or something, it's embarrassing to shout outside.

   System: Oh, so the host still needs a face.

   "Okay, my dear Miss Situ."

   There was a decent smile on the corner of Sasm's mouth, and those star-like eyes made everyone present fall into a daze.

   Lifting the skirt, Situ stood up, still elegant,

   "Introduce everyone, this is my deacon, Sasm."

  Looking around, Situ pretended to be distressed and added,

   "That's the little slave who was hanging out with me in your mouth just now."

   Confused Camilla held up the teacup with a slight hand, and poured out the black tea, her fingertips were also scalded.

   "Oh, my **** of light, it's just awful."

   Watching her embarrassed movements, Situ's red lips curled up,

   "Compared to these, I think the worst thing is your pink dress. Maybe dark colors will suit you better."

  Camilla has a dark complexion, no matter what method she tried, she couldn't make her skin look as white and tender as Situ.

  Unfortunately, she also likes pink.

  Camilla hates that others use her skin color as a talk, and she speaks out of her own words.

   "Oh, Magritte's eldest daughter, as noble as you, actually likes a lowly slave. You are the one who should be ridiculed the most."

   Ignoring the tea stains on her dress, Camilla vented her anger, not paying any attention to the icy snake-like gaze.

   "Shut up!"

   Seeing her banquet being destroyed, Agatha lost her temper.

   "You started talking about cheese tea, Camilla, pick up your training that fell to the ground."

   Knowing that she was rude, Camilla blushed with shame and left the garden for an excuse.

   "Well, these sunflowers are really blooming."

   is like a life in full bloom, flamboyant.

  Situ took a sip of black tea and enjoyed the garden view in a good mood.

   "Not as good as those red roses in your backyard."

   To know the red rose varieties grown in the Magritte family estate, they are the only one.

   The two touted each other and put Amanda aside.

   "Speaking of which, what are you looking for this time?"

   This post is not for nothing, Situ does not believe that Agatha will ask her for tea for no reason.

   "Oh, my God of Light, you are such a clever little devil."

   took out the bronzing invitation letter from the silver tray, Agatha pretended to be mysterious,

   "This banquet was entrusted to me by a noble person, you must give me this face."

  Stu has always been impatient with noble banquets, but just as he was about to decline, he met Agatha's watery blue eyes.

   "My dear Situ, you can't bear to let me take care of this alone?"

  Stu: Straight daughter, don't cue, thank you.

  [The host promised her that the male protagonist will appear at this banquet]

   Holding her hand, Si Tu pretended to be happy,

   "Oh, it's my honor to be able to help the beautiful Miss Agatha."

   got her affirmative reply, Agatha heaved a sigh of relief.

   Back on the carriage, Situ did not see the rude servants.

   must have been dealt with by Agatha.

  【Agatha hasn't held any banquets before, what's going on? 】

  [Maybe it's the butterfly effect of the host's great rebirth, hasn't the male protagonist never appeared before]

   Seeing that she was in deep thought, Sasm spoke in time, and the magnetic voice made Si Tu stunned,

   "Master, do you need me to do something?"

   He was referring to the two people who disrespected Si Tu.

  Murder, he is a connoisseur.

   Raising his misty eyes, Situ said strangely,

   "You just need to follow me to the banquet."

   What does he want to do as a deacon?

   "I can help the master out of some troubles."

  Especially the talkative ones, they shouldn't be in this world.

   Sasm's voice was very soft, but Situ was still keenly aware of the killing intent.

  【He doesn't mean to kill Amanda and the others, right? 】

  【Yes】

The    system answered cheerfully, the villain is finally going to find his place!

  The chill creeped all over her body, Situ's fingertips trembled slightly, but she still couldn't get rid of that **** nightmare.

   "Master, it seems... a little cold."

   Taking off his white gloves, Sasm half-knelt in front of Si Tu, and said in a low voice,

   "Please allow my offense, dear master."

  The big palm wrapped around her palm, and Sasm bowed his head and breathed for her.

   has a docile look and a respectful posture.

   Ke Situ knew that in his bones, he was a bloodthirsty demon king.

  Situ wanted to withdraw his palm, but Sasm understood her intention in advance, and clenched his palm tightly.

   "Master, it's better to be good."

   There was a harmless smile at the corner of Sasm's mouth, and a pair of shining black eyes stared straight at her, dangerous and charming.

  Situ didn't start, and his thoughts of struggling were extinguished just like that.

   To be honest, she was a little cowardly.

  The palm of his hand was wrapped by his scorching big palm, the heat kept coming, and Si Tu's cheeks were a little red.

   There is also an inexplicable feeling of shame.

   (end of this chapter)