Bo Silun. Burkhera was a step late.

The fingertips intertwined with Ouyang Aiai's fingertips.

Ouyang Aiai thought she was going to fall on the marble.

She did fall.

However, fortunately, someone stepped forward and helped him.

"Thank you." Ouyang Aiai raised her eyes and looked at the white-clothed beauty who helped her gratefully.

"No thanks, Miss Ouyang."

Ouyang Ai raised his eyes.

looked at the white-clothed beauty in front of him in surprise.

With a haughty expression, full of jewels, wearing an off-the-shoulder snow-purple dress, her posture is graceful and her posture is extremely elegant.

"Who are you?" Ouyang Aiai was confused.

She didn't know the white-clothed beauty with a very cold smile in front of her.

"My surname is Yuan, you can call me Miss Yuan." Miss Yuan gently hooked her bright red lips.

Her eyes were coquettish, and she looked at Boslen, whose expression suddenly tightened. Burkehera.

"Boslen. Berkhera, long time no see. "Miss Yuan's attitude is natural and kind, and she asks Boslen. Berkhera greeted him cordially.

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Bo Silun. Burkehera's face was ugly.

He looked at Miss Yuan of the FG organization.

I remembered what Miss Yen said to him:

"Marquis Boslen, all I want is the title of a lover, as long as there is a title of lover, I can help you do a lot of things, naturally, you can also do some things to me."

Bo Silun. Burkehera's face was ugly and dark.

Reached.

Quickly took Ouyang Ai behind him.

The eyes were as black as ink, and he looked at Miss Yuan with a thick vigilance in the coldness.

"Miss Yuan, are you coming to country M to play?" Bo Silun. Burkehera said indifferently, and when the words fell, he wanted to leave with Ouyang Aiai.

He didn't feel at ease to let the kind-hearted Ouyang Aiai be with Miss Yuan of the crazy FG organization.

In particular, Miss Yuan of the FG organization is a madman.

Miss Yuan looked at Boslen with fascinated eyes. Burkehera, she is so good, so the person who can match her must also be good enough.

"No, it doesn't matter if you play, I'm here to find you, Boslen. Marquis of Berkehera. Miss Yuan's eyes were burning and she stared intently at Boslen. Burkehera.

Bo Silun. Burkhera's face was extremely ugly.

He had clearly rejected Miss Yuan of the FG organization, and even followed him all the way.

"I'm sorry, Miss Yuan, last time, I already rejected you obviously." Bo Silun. Burkhera immediately pleaded out.

He hurriedly glanced at Ouyang Aiai beside him.

Loudly confess his innocence.

"It's okay, you can refuse me, that's your freedom, I fancy you, I want you, it's my freedom, the two have nothing to do with each other." Miss Yuan said lightly.

Bo Silun. Burkhera's face was extremely irritated.

"Miss Yuan, the problem is that you are disturbing my life." Bo Silun. Burkhera said in a deep voice.

Miss Yuan's eyes lit up, and she looked at Boslen intently. Burkehera.

She smiled.

"Do you have a heartfelt feeling for me, otherwise how would you think that I am interfering with your life." Miss Yuan walked over to Boslen. In front of Berkhera, he stretched out his hand and wanted to caress Boslen. Berkhera's delicate cheeks.

Bo Silun. Burkehera's eyes were as cold as ice.

Wave your hand directly.

Knock off Miss Yuan's outstretched fingers.

"Miss Yuan, be respectful." Bo Silun. Burkhera's face was cold.

If it weren't for Ouyang Aiai by his side, he would have taught him a hard lesson.

Miss Yuan smiled.

For Boslen. Burkehera's refusal, she didn't care.