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The wind whizzed past as tiny threads of rain floated around him. His long hair was messed up by the wind, and his clothes were thin like a water fairy flower. They swayed on the jade plate like fresh spirits that could be blown by the wind or the rain. Little Jingli, slender and soft like a pink-white butterfly, as if she was going to fly away with the wind.

Jelo steps in front of the wind, takes off his suit jacket, covers her whole body, and wraps his arms around her. He then said loudly, "I'm calling you to come in. Did you hear me?"

"What has it got to do with you!?" I like to stand outside! "

Mu Mu roared angrily as he struggled to break free from his restraints. This guy was really annoying. He didn't have anything to do, so he was not tired at all. There was no such thing as a free will in the first place. By the way, he had been locked inside the cabin all day, just like a beautiful and unreal prison, devoid of even the slightest bit of life!

Ignoring her shouts, he dragged her into the luxurious bedroom.

All of a sudden, he threw her onto the chuang.

The drapery, the violent trembling, the beautiful Ree. The butterfly knot adorned on the silk bed was vibrating, seeming to dance in a gentle dance.

Through the pink gauze covering the bed, the wooden log peeked at Jeluo. He was breathing heavily. His purple-gray eyes narrowed slightly as if he were planning something.

He turned and kicked hard at the door, and it slammed shut with a loud clang.

He gathered his brows and pulled up the wooden log, looking into each other's eyes.

His pair of purplish gray eyes revealed a peculiar glow, like the sunset glow that dyed the horizon red!

"Remember, don't make me angry! Don't resist me either! "

With a "thump" sound, he pushed her onto the bed, and warned her, "When you reach the Denmark, you will be my little brother. I'll be your consort. You should feel the utmost glory... "

Jelo smoothed his hair and rubbed his forehead, his voice low as he rubbed his temples.

Mu Mu stared at him in astonishment. "Is this the reason why you kidnapped me?"

"Yes."

"Do you know what love is? Forced union was bitter. Furthermore, this is a matter between Shu Luo and I, so there's no need for you to interfere. "

"I don't care about love! I only know my brother. "Brother likes you, he likes you, you know?"

Jelo walked to the small counter, took out a bottle of Brown's Wine, and gulped it down.

The wine flowed like a spring stream from his chin, neck, and collarbone into his clothes.

A pungent smell of alcohol immediately filled the room. It was disorderly and volatile.

There was a Bijan in him. The fragrance of the perfume was rich and mysterious in the east, mixed with a faint aroma of tobacco; it was like a fiery demon on a plateau. Beautiful poppies, bewitching demons. It was a gorgeous posture, and it was the most breathtaking poison.

Unlike the soothing lemon peppermint fragrance of Zorn; unlike the faint, arousing fragrance of the broken plum; and more unlike the scent of Shulo's invigorating rose essential oil; his body fragrance was a strong and stimulating undercurrent.

If Jerome was a poppy, then Shulo was Yumei. Person.

Because, poppy and Yu Mei. Humans belong to the same family of Poppies, and their flowers are just as beautiful, but Yu Mei. Man is a kind of ornamental flower and medicinal plant that cannot extract drugs. Poppy is a fascinating flower, but the fruit is used to extract drugs such as opium.