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Roger came almost straight at them, so Anola naturally found it. +++ Mobile reading visit m.lightnovelpub.net

She pulled her skirt a little nervously, and secretly thought about all the actions from the door to the present tonight, sure that she didn't have any unplanned abnormalities, and then she was relieved.

Maybe he came to Suegel. When she entered the door, she saw the two of them talking, maybe it was just she was more attentive.

But his eyes seemed to be burning with two fires, approaching her step by step with a lion's posture, which made her unable to completely relax her vigilance, and her hands holding the skirt did not loosen.

Her small movements did not escape Sogal's eyesight, but all her reactions seemed normal to Sogal, and no woman did not tremble in front of Roger, even his fiancée, Frank's The young lady Irene was just in front of him.

"You really don't understand pity and love, you see, you scared Miss Anora ..." Sugall was about to get up to meet him, and the joke stopped abruptly.

Because Roger went over him and walked towards Anola behind him!

Really childish, don't you even do this kung fu?

Sugall couldn't help sneering, turning around was already a kind of loving look, "Sure enough, a beauty like Miss Anola, even my **** who is always incomprehensible to me, will be moved."

Annolan resolutely smiled and said, "Sir, this is embarrassing."

"Ms. Anola need not be so humble. This is my sister-in-law, Prince Roger." When Sugall introduced the two, he felt like a host's attitude, which made Roger very upset.

"Uncle is right." But he didn't refute. "Miss Anola, am I lucky to be able to invite you to a dance?"

Anola was startled, and even rejected him.

"Sorry, Her Highness Anola's kindness, but I just skipped a dance with Mr. Sugall, and I'm a bit tired now."

Roger had long expected that she would refuse, and she wasn't angry. She smiled one step further and the right hand of the invitation had reached out to her. "It's a pity that you are not invited to refuse by Roger Donne. "

Anola looked at Sugall inadvertently. The old fox deliberately didn't look at her, it seemed that he had made up his mind to watch the show, and didn't intend to help her out.

She didn't want to have extravagant roots, and she couldn't find a reason to reject Roger with such a strong attitude. She just hoped that he could stop tangling after jumping.

"Well, then I can only be respectful rather than obey."

An Nuola got up and was about to catch Roger's right hand, but he quickly caught his wrist, and saw that he took out a handkerchief and gently wiped every detail on her hand.

"I almost forgot, this beautiful pair of hands have just been scratched by dirty things, so it's not good to clean up," said Roger silently.

If Anola was just wrong, then Sugall was so annoyed that he knew Roger wouldn't put him in his eyes, but in the public eye that he was dirty, still made him angry.

Anora glanced at Sugall secretly. There was no change in her face, and she still smiled mildly. She couldn't help but admire her and was a little scared. She could control her emotions so well. .

Roger wiped her ten fingers seriously before holding her hand in his own hand contentedly. He felt a warm tremble that Anola didn't notice as the warm touch was hot.

The two danced and swirled gently with long music, and Roger took the opportunity to stick to her ear and said, "Are you so reluctant to dance with me?"

"Isn't I dancing with His Royal Highness?" Anola's tone was cold and her eyes avoided him from beginning to end.

Dancing with him is really a torment for her. She is so close to him. Just give her a dagger and she can immediately

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Pierce his heart.

Unfortunately, she doesn't have a dagger, but she also has to endure his tones and laughter. She must not lose her temper, let alone reveal her identity.

"But you also danced with the old fox." Mentioning this, Roger's strength in the hands secretly increased a few points, the hand around her waist even secretly squeezed her.

Annola was in pain, and her tears filled her eyes instantly. "His Royal Highness Prince Suger was very gentle when he danced with me.

"You are really a kitten with sharp teeth." Roger's mouth evoked a smile of unknown meaning. "But I like it very much."

Seeing that smirk, Anola couldn't help but fight a cold war, but her mouth was a little bit embarrassing: "In the face of your pants, beauty is the sharpest weapon, isn't it?"

"My **** like this?" Roger was the first time he heard someone say this, but he wasn't very angry, and his smile was even deeper. "Ms. Anola seems to have a deep prejudice against me."

"Mr. thinks more, we met for the first time, how could it happen?" Annola slightly turned his face and stopped looking at him, taking a deep breath with a gradual tempo and pushing him away, "I Somewhat tired, go back to rest first. "

Roger twitched slightly, and unsuspecting Anola almost fell into his arms.

"You are so rude!" She kept her anger in her low voice, "No gentleman would treat her partner like this!"

"Don't be angry, I just think that the dance music is going to be the most exciting part right now. It's a pity that Miss Anola is leaving at this time." He likes to look at her disgrace, not pretending, it is very cute to show her paws.

He didn't look loose, and whispered in her ear, "Here it is."

"what?"

Anola had no idea at all, and before she could think about what he was saying, she was spinning around the waist in the center of the dance floor.

Her gorgeous skirt swings like water waves, and the pattern woven from gold is the waves of ripples. At this moment, she looks like a blooming flower.

The long hair that is as smooth as a waterfall seems to fall down like a flowing water at any time, but it has been firmly fixed by her pink diamond hairpin, even if Roger is holding her for hundreds of times at this time There will be no changes in the circle.

The people around looked stunned, the dancing stopped, the conversation closed their mouths, and even the sound of breathing became quiet.

It seemed as if only the two of them were left in the whole venue. To outsiders, they seemed like a pair of savages at the moment, but not all the views they cast were admiration, jealousy, sourness, and even two. Want to kill the eyes.

Roger felt these eyes one by one, but he didn't care. At this moment, only Nora was in his eyes.

The other person deep in it was far less enjoyable than him.

Anola himself drank some wine and was dizzy. He was held by him for many circles. She didn't feel the beauty at all, but felt that her feet were soft and she fell uncontrollably into Roger's arms. .

The more she fell into his arms, the happier Roger turned.

Fortunately, the band seemed to finally understand her mind and stopped.

Roger deliberately paused, and she couldn't react enough to fall back into his arms.

The spectators did not find any abnormalities, applauding for this exquisite dance, even Suger smiled and gently stroked his hands.

"Let me go." Anora glanced at Sugall's sullen face, and she couldn't tangle with him anymore. Sugall had always been cautious, and if he got into doubt, he might delay his next plan.

"and many more."

She was still a step slower, and Roger pulled her wrist again, if it wasn't for the big picture, she really wanted to fight with this person now.

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Doesn't Tang Hao say he doesn't like women? Is the information wrong? This is obviously a punk brother who can't move when he sees a woman!

"I'll take you to a place."

Without waiting for her to return, Roger would pull her away. She hadn't figured out how to deal with it yet, but when she didn't know what to do, Suegel had already arrived.

"Wait a minute." Sugall started to stop them. "Miss Anola is my guest. Where are you taking her?"

"Your guest? Is that what your uncle said?" Roger was dissatisfied with Suger's sudden appearance in front of him. He looked disgusted at the nasty false smile on his face.

"I am indeed a guest of Mr. Sogal. You have invited me to dance. I have already danced, and now we have finished dancing, please let me go."

Roger looked at the little woman who didn't know how to die, and secretly made a note of her behavior at the moment, holding her hand and secretly adding strength.

"I have already said, Roger Dorn's invitation, you have no right to refuse." He smiled, his eyes filled with affection she could not understand.

Could this be the secret skill of their royal family, who can make this affectionate gesture at any time?

"Ms. Anola said so, you still want to take her away like this, isn't it a gentleman?" Sugall smiled a little smugly, preferring this woman in his heart, after all, she was the first to dare to face怼 Roger's woman.

"What if I had to take her away?" He was already taller than Suegel. At this moment he deliberately raised his chin to nick him, and it seemed that Suegel was two points shorter.

Everyone noticed the unusual atmosphere here, and the noisy venue suddenly quieted down, and even the symphony band stopped. Because they really can't find a song that fits the current atmosphere.

Those who came to the dance were all famous families of King Tyra. Due to the identity of the host Grit, more of them were the middle party without a standing team.

They are more afraid of Roger, and he is afraid of his youth, but they know that as long as he has his own duty, Roger will not embarrass them. Because he didn't bother about their life and death.

Suegel is different. Tera's fear of Sugol came from the heart and was engraved in his bones. He was a lunatic, apparently polite and smiling, but he didn't know when he would pounce on his enemy.

No one can guess the real reason and timing of his shot.

People dominated by two kinds of fear stood side by side, watching all these quietly, but no one dared to step forward to dissuade them, and let the smoke-filled hall be filled with smoke.

The two stood facing each other, and Anola looked glaring at the center.

The eyes of the onlookers were full of inquiry into this woman who made a huge wave as soon as she appeared.

"Well? I just went to play a little naughty, why did I stop? Is it because the wine I have prepared is not good or the music I prepared is not good?"

Everyone was relieved to hear this voice. No matter how embarrassing Prince Roger and Prince Sugall were, they would not tear their faces on Gleet's court for a woman.

Glitt did not know when he appeared on the grandstand on the second floor in the middle of the hall. He leaned halfway on the railing of the grandstand, gently shaking the wine glass in his hand, and took a sip in an unhurried manner.

My eyes were a little blurred when I woke up, and I was still lazy with a three-pointer and a three-pointer in my tone. It seemed that when I woke up, I came over and watched the fun.

"Then you have to ask your cousin, it's not me who doesn't give face." I can't tell that Sugal's ability to shake the pot is also first-class. It is not a gentleman to force her away. "

After a few words, Luo Jiechi made him say a rude and rude villain.

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