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"Are you looking at me like this to invite me?"

Roger lowered his head and reached in front of her, and the other hand held Anora's back in time to stop her from backing. With four eyes facing each other, sparks splashed. Roger ignored her eyes and pressed her lips. Anola raised her hand to push him away, but at the moment Roger was domineering, she was unshakable, and because of her resistance stimulated him, then deepened her aggression. +++ Cartino Novel Network lightnovelpub.net

An Nuoan felt that the air in her lungs was being squeezed out a little bit, but this was not the most unbearable for her. What she couldn't bear was to do this kind of thing with her enemies. Going on, blood spread in his mouth, Roger's movements paused, his eyes narrowed and sent a dangerous signal, and a more violent attack was launched the next second. His attack could not be refused.

Just when Anola thought she was going to suffocate, Roger finally let go of her slowly, but her grip on her didn't relax at all.

"Why do you always like to do things that challenge my patience?" Roger vacated his right hand and carefully pushed behind her ears the broken hair that had fallen from the struggle.

His movements were extraordinarily gentle, and his gaze towards her was infinitely affectionate and focused. From the outside, this scene will definitely think that this is a very affectionate little couple, who is trying to meet here by the dim moonlight.

But Anola only felt fear, and Roger stared at her with a pair of eyes without any temperature. She not only did not feel good, she even felt cold.

At this moment, Roger was like a poisonous snake with a letter, lingering on his prey, enjoying her fear leisurely, and ready to swallow her into his belly at any time.

She was wrong. She shouldn't be blinded by the gentleness that Roger has always shown. She should have known for a long time that there is no good person in the Dorn family. For hundreds of years in this king city, which person is not stepping on Sensen's bones.

This time she lost. She was too embarrassed. She should have understood that Irene stepped into this manor and was caught by Roger. Everything they did did not hide the demon.

Anola's mind was already a mess, and she had to find her reason, she couldn't be led by his nose, and she couldn't irritate him any more, so that he didn't do anything more amazing.

"His Highness misunderstood. Your vital capacity is amazing, but I'm just a weak little girl. I can't breathe until I can do this. Your Highness won't blame me, right?" Smile.

Until now, she has been arguing with him blindly again, I'm afraid that she can't get any benefit. She might as well be pretending to be stupid, bet on how much this person has interest in herself, and to what extent she can tolerate herself.

Roger narrowed his eyes, nodded thoughtfully, and said to himself, "Weak woman."

He thought about it for a moment, gradually relaxed his nagging to her, gently held her hand, and continued to move forward. Anola breathed a sigh of relief, whether he believed her words or not, as long as he was willing to let her go, she would still have a chance.

But this ease didn't last long, and Ron's next sentence made her shudder instantly.

"But how do I think you're not weak, just a little wildcat without domestication?"

"A cat is just a human pet. Even if it is wild and untamed, if you want to come, you don't dare to pray for it." How could Anola not hear the temptation of himself in his words.

"Really?" Roger seemed to have heard something ridiculous. He laughed so brazenly for the first time. His amber eyes looked like an ancient well in the moonlight. "But how do I think of my little wild cat?" Not quite the same? "

"Cats are cats, pets are

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Pets, no matter how different, will not have any essential differences, and His Highness can be at ease. "Ahnora lowered her posture very low, with tears in her eyes, as if she had given her fate.

"It's okay." Roger sighed helplessly, suddenly he stopped, struck her body, forced her to face herself, "You are different from them, Nora, I don't want you to be mine Pet, you can do whatever you want. "

Including killing you? Annola bowed her head, and the killing in her eyes flashed.

"As long as you stay with me obediently, I can give you everything you want." He hugged her softly, and gently put her chin on the top of her head, his tone was like a kid who was robbed of candy. Aggrieved, "Just don't leave me."

"Does His Highness want me to spend all my life in this manor and be a prisoner?" Anola raised her face to look at him, her palms full of fatigue, her eyes filled with endless despair.

Roger tightly frowned, stroking her cheek lovingly, and said the most selfish and cruel words with the softest voice: "As long as you don't leave me, obediently, wherever you want to go, I can accompany you, think You can do whatever I want. "

Can she understand this behavior as a starling?

He was really cruel. The first is to ruthlessly deprive a person of freedom, and then to return the restriction as a free gift of charity, and finally to thank others for his "grace" Ded.

Of course, Anola would not be stupid enough to believe his whispers, but she would still pretend to be flattered and disturbed.

"really?"

"Of course, I will never deceive you, because you are my Nora." Roger looked at her with a smile. "Similarly, I hope you don't deceive me, because it costs me a lot. You can't afford it. "

Anola's mood is like riding a roller coaster. In a short period of time, it has been ups and downs. I don't know how many rounds. The more capricious Roger is, the more she regrets her recklessness.

It seemed that she was not well prepared, and she was afraid to leave this place.

The icy moonlight spread down, lighting everything around it, and a cold chill struck. Anola couldn't help shuddering. Roger immediately took off his coat and put it on her gently, then followed without warning. Hold her horizontally.

"It's too slow for you to go. If you keep going like this, my little wild cat would be terrible if it catches a cold." Roger's expression was firm and he didn't give her a chance to refuse.

"You put me down, I walk fast." Annola kicked her legs wildly, trying to jump out of his arms.

"If you move again, I'll let you taste the suffocation again." Roger leaned closer to her ear, threatening softly.

The remarks were even effective, and the original little thing that was thrown in the arms instantly became honest.

The castle tonight is brightly lit, destined to be a sleepless night.

Watching Roger entering the door and Anora following him, Ryan turned pale instantly. He pulled out an extremely reluctant smile, his voice trembling a little: "Welcome home, Your Highness."

Anola glanced strangely at Ryan, wondering why he stared at himself with such a **** expression, could he be more scary than the demon in front of him?

The answer is obviously: No.

She would soon know that it wasn't her who really made Ryan feel scared, but that she had returned unharmed.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Roger's voice was surprisingly cold, he didn't look at it

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Ryan, since he walked past, sat down on the sofa, lazily leaned against the back of the sofa and stretched a waist.

He made a pat on the side and looked at Anola with a smile. His voice was soft and disgusting: "Come, sit here with me."

The change from front to back made it difficult for Anola to adapt for a while. She really couldn't guess the man's heart. He could be as cold as a frost in the first second, and enthusiastic in the next second. He liked to speak to her in the softest voice and looked at her with the most affectionate eyes, but he did not hide his bloodthirsty and cruelty.

Intuition tells Anola that this man is dangerous, especially now, especially dangerous. She obediently walked over and sat down next to him. She couldn't be killed because she couldn't help but resist, she had more important things to do, she couldn't.

Ryan's beautiful face seemed to have a layer of frost, and the aquamarine pupils were lifeless, and endless fear strangled his throat. His voice was hoarse, like an old machine: "His Royal Highness , Jennifer ... "

"Not so good." Roger hugged Anola by her side, her head pinching and nagging in her neck, her unique aroma fascinating him, "Do you want to see her?"

There are thousands of question marks in Anola's heart, but she doesn't know where to ask, and she can't find the time to speak. She can only be a bystander, coldly facing everything that is about to happen.

Ryan's legs softened, and he nearly fell to the ground, and reasonably told him that he was the arm of His Royal Highness Roger, and he could not fall anytime, no matter what the blow.

Even this blow came from Roger.

"Yes, Your Highness." His voice sounded painful and full of fear, and he could even hear the sound of his teeth fighting.

Roger turned a blind eye to his poor appearance. He just felt that it was inconvenient for him to hold Anora on his side. He simply grabbed her soft waist and carried her into his arms, sitting on his legs. With. Now he can taste the taste of this little wild cat.

But Anola was sitting on the needle, but now it was not the time to resist, but she could only hold back the nausea, sit rigidly on his thigh, and let him restlessly walk around.

Roger was very satisfied with her unusual obedience. He kissed her earlobe, and his dexterous tongue quickly slid over her studs, finally clinging to her ears and saying: "Baby, I said to deceive me The price is high, you can't afford it. "

His warm breath hit her ear, her body stiffened, and she quietly moved her head away from him.

Everything that happened in front of Anola's doubts was about to overflow. Wasn't she who made Roger unhappy tonight? Did Roger say the price was to punish his own men for her escape?

How kind he thinks she is? She doesn't hate this Ryan, but she doesn't feel sympathetic to everyone.

Roger felt her unnatural stiffness, thinking she was scared, and her voice became softer: "Are you scared? I thought you didn't know what to fear, so it ’s better, you know what to fear to know the consequences of angering me ... How serious. "

"I ... don't quite understand what Her Highness meant." Anola wasn't pretending to be stupid, she really couldn't understand Roger's operation.

"It doesn't matter, you will soon understand ..."

"His Highness, Jennifer ..." Ryan was going tormented by this long wait. If he would never interrupt Roger before, he knew that would be tantamount to death.

At this moment, he just wanted to be happy.

Unsurprisingly, Roger's whole body suddenly started to kill, and every word he uttered seemed to be cold: "Are you so anxious to die? Really let me down."

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