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The silver-gray noble hair color on the screen was sloppy, and she took off all her disguise, she changed from Monica back to Veronica, and back to the queen who controls Fiesel.

The gold-plated armrests on the crimson sofa were elegant and luxurious. Veronica leaned there, raised her white legs under the skirt, smiling at Fang Ran on the other end of the screen.

She didn't speak, just smiled and looked at Fang Ran.

The silver-gray pupils were filled with the exact same look in the pearl of the night.

In the end, Fang Ran was defeated first, and looked aside, that is, his usual appearance was more or less exaggerated, but he was really not good at dealing with women of this kind who were no longer ordinary.

why?

Maybe it’s just simply not confident...

For Veronica, Fang Ran actually didn't know how to face it, just like to the mysterious and enchanting person wearing a black cloth cloak and treating him as possession.

Whether it was the crisis of the night of Pearl of Night, whether the occasion was distinguished, or the name of the national mission was suppressed, in short, he put away his usual appearance, and he really did not expect it to be calm and serious.

The person he chooses to talk to on the open deck will be the true master of the Pearl of Night.

Even if he was a little bit confused at the time, he didn't expect that fate would really make a joke with him.

I thought that even if he revealed a slightly different side of himself, the other party was just a weak foreign girl anyway, and would never meet again after the task was completed, so it’s okay. The consequence is that after he gave her [phantom card], The identity of the Night Crow was thoroughly exposed.

Moreover, unlike everyone else, only in the eyes of Veronica, he was a little bit silent, calm, and able to think about a lot of things. He was the original one after removing the mask.

The only person who knows who he is now.

The two people who had a slightly special relationship met in this way after a long time.

Seeing Fang Ran looking away a little while avoiding, Veronica smiled, no one knew if she was really happy at the moment.

"It seems that you remember my name well."

Fang Ran was silent for a while, looked at the Scarlet Queen's Scepter on the desk, then paused for a while, shaking his head and sighing helplessly:

"I didn't expect that you would give me such a valuable thing."

"Neither did I expect that you would meet Abel there."

Veronica took the red wine from the silent maid next to her, and the goblet stopped between her snow-white fingers, and the blood-colored liquid shook in the glass container under the gaze of her silver-gray pupils.

She smiled casually, as if saying that one thing is not important and trivial:

"The Crimson Queen is a symbol of our O'Brien family and a symbol of Fiesde."

Listening to Veronica's words, Fang Ran dumbly looked at the golden scepter inlaid with the huge crimson crystal in her hand, and smiled bitterly:

"So, why do you want this kind of thing..."

"Why give it to you?"

Before Fang Ran could finish speaking, Veronica turned her head, leaned close to the screen and looked at him. The shoulder straps of the gorgeous skirt slipped slightly from her pale shoulders. From this angle, she could vaguely see her neckline. There is no obscured snow white arc.

As soon as the pupils shrinking subconsciously wanted to look away again, he saw that Veronica had already chuckled up and spoke:

"Because you didn't mean that we are friends?"

Fang Ran was taken aback, then rubbed his face, smiled bitterly and concealed his heartbeat and blushed, remembering what he said to Veronica in that room the night when the night pearl sank.

"Although, rather than being a friend, I hope you agree to my proposal at the time."

It seemed that she was deliberately provocatively posing that kind of action just now, Veronica shook the goblet, and the **** and beauty of Europeans and Americans was fully reflected in her long silver-gray hair and pale skin.

She was similar to Ling but completely different. Compared to Ling, she looked more like a teenage girl. Veronica was a mixed-race beauty who completely embodied the style different from Huaxia.

Leaning on the dark red sofa with gold inlaid armrests, she took off her mask and spread out the aura that originally belonged to her. In the cool and pale beauty of her body, she could no longer find the woman with tortoiseshell glasses, weak and weak. The look of'Monica'.

Under her true personality, she has the impact that makes any man's mouth dry and bloody.

"Moreover, I also wear a mask, hide my nature, identity, and strength, hide away from others' eyes, and observe the world around..."

With her eyes drooping, her silver-gray pupils slid in the narrow, half-closed eye sockets, looking in Fang Ran's direction, Veronica's voice softly contained an inexplicable meaning.

"We are the same kind, aren't we?"

Hearing these words, Fang Ran was silent without answering, Veronica just looked at him like that.

After a long time, suddenly he smiled bitterly as if there was no other way, he put down the scepter named Scarlet Queen in his hand, looked at the screen, and Veronica, who was at an unknown distance from him, sighed lightly, as if it was a dumbfounding Opening:

"I'm not as good as you said."

He shook his head, raised his gaze, and looked at Veronica who would be able to watch Veronica if he was a friend, and thought about the words for a while.

"I just..."

Thinking of the days in the rental house or in the night club, Fang Ran smiled knowingly, he smiled and said:

"I like that way of life very much."

Speaking of this, it may be that Veronica knew who she really looked like, or it might be because they were far away from each other and not close, but maybe it was just because...

On that night when the night pearl was trapped in a storm, they were trapped in the underground dance hall together.

In short, Fang Ran smiled bitterly, his tone of helplessness as if he was complaining with his close friends.

"Moreover, whether it is the wanted identity of the Night Crow or the thing like the pearl of the night, many things are actually forced to do that step by me, and the power is actually also."

"So, this is the reason you rejected me?"

Even after listening to Fang Ran's tone, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, Veronica still squinted her eyes in an aggressive tone.

-‘So, be my lover, Fang Ran. ’-

Even after more than half a month, the impact of this sentence remained undiminished for Fang Ran.

"Although it is not, can we not talk about this issue."

Fang Ran said helplessly, rubbing his eyebrows, and then he saw Veronica's silver-gray pupils watching him, as if waiting for his answer.

So he looked up at the opening of the office he was in.

Although not as good as the one he stayed in the morning, it was also high-end and bright enough, symbolizing the owner's status in the Beijing-Xike District, and his annual salary was millions.

"Do you know that I came to the largest private hospital in China today. Because the owner is a very familiar participant, I was thrown into the identity of experiencing high-level decision-making all day."

Fang Ran said with a sigh, thinking of the complicated documents to be processed in the morning, and felt his head swelled.

He took a long breath and looked at the elegant and **** Veronica, not thinking about the things that troubled him, and suddenly felt a little relaxed.

"Then I saw a permission document about the group's recruitment, and I needed my signature."

Veronica raised her eyebrows slightly, wondering why Fang Ran spoke about this suddenly, the warm lights of the Empire Manor rushed through the embossed marble wall, filling the luxurious palace-like room she was in.

Then she saw Fang Ran smiling bitterly:

"The ones above are all graduates from prestigious schools I have looked up to before."

Fang Ran raised her head to look at Veronica, her eyes calm and she didn't know what he was thinking.

"But they all need my permission now to enter this top Chinese hospital for work. Does it feel a bit different?"

He smiled and looked down at the Sacred Heart Group’s twenty-five-story Xike District, which symbolized the high-end level.

"Those who I have looked up to and have admired, feel that they come from a prestigious school, have a lot of knowledge and skills, and they may not even be qualified to be your employees, even this one is already very powerful in my opinion It’s probably nothing to you."

Fang Ran sighed helplessly, and Veronica looked at him without speaking, as if complaining to a classmate.

"So, I can't imagine the world you are in."

"And, lover or something..."

Speaking of this, Fang Ran was a little bit ashamed to speak, and turned his eyes away, not looking at Veronica in front of him, closing his eyes and sighing like a dumbfounded cry:

"This topic is too adult for me, what do you say to someone who has not yet entered the society."

After speaking, Fang Ran raised his eyes slightly, lowered his eyes, and quietly stared at the Scarlet Empress on his hand.

The crimson scepter that represents another layer of deeper meaning, beautiful, elegant and brilliant.

"Do you know what you refused?"

Suddenly, Veronica spoke coldly with no expression, and the standard Chinese was even more evident in her mouth as a European and American.

As soon as Fang Ran wanted to sigh, Veronica continued to speak.

She put her arm on the gilded armrest, supported her cheek, and turned her eyes back to the red wine in her goblet.

Looking far away, watching the reflection of the blood-red liquid in the silver-gray pupils, he seemed to be thinking thoughtfully.

"I thought you didn't know, but now it seems that you are very clear."

"Night Crow, no, maybe I should call you Fang Ran."

Veronica turned her head suddenly and raised her white neck slightly, like a queen watching the knight who had rejected her.

The silver-gray pupils carried inexplicable power.

"Don't you have desire?"

"desire?"

Fang Ran raised his eyes, staring at Veronica without any fluctuations in his eyes, and asked as if he didn't understand.

"Everyone has desires, money, women, wants a higher status, wants a better wine."

Veronica's haughty tone, she propped her cheek and watched the red wine trapped in the goblet chuckled or spoke with contempt.

At this moment, in Fang Ran's eyes, she was the master of Fiesde.

"You know, as long as you stand on my side, you can have all these things, and even I can satisfy you."

"Are you not interested in money, rights, or even women?"

"Don't tell me I seem to have no desires."

Hearing Veronica's blatant words, Fang Ran answered her with a wry smile.

"But isn't it the case? Not only is Fiesder giving you everything, you even gave up the opportunity to put me under your body.

It's all said, don't be so explicit.

Fang Ran smiled bitterly and thought, listening to Veronica's straightforward words, coupled with her on the screen in front of her, she was only wearing a simple and loose gorgeous skirt, a pale and seductive body with cool colors and the impact of a deep red sofa. .

I feel a little bit overwhelmed by this kind of adult conversation.

"For an ordinary young man who has just awakened for more than a month to become a lover of a world-class celebrity, and to have wealth and rights by the way, this kind of dreamy and unreal thing."

"How can you let me accept it calmly."

He sighed and said, as if he had been forced by a friend of the opposite **** to be unable to do anything else, and offered the final explanation.

I don't know why, looking at this kind of inability to speak with myself.

A sudden smile appeared on Veronica's face, and the very high-ranking temperament on her body just disappeared.

She seemed to be deliberately seductively posing sexy, with a large expanse of white and flawless thigh skin exposed under the gorgeous skirt, supporting her cheek, curling up her mouth and smiling at Fang Ran:

"It's no wonder that you obviously took the initiative to strike up a conversation, but you didn't even dare to hold my waist tightly."

"Oh, Ye Crow, you Chinese, really conservative."

"Don't kill all Huaxia people with one shot, probably only a fool like me would refuse such a tempting proposal."

Fang Ran also laughed like self-deprecating joking with Veronica. Without red wine, he could only pick up his own black wheat orange.

But unexpectedly, it matches Veronica with red wine.

"So you really don't come to my side? From what you just said, it seems that my attraction to you still accounts for a large proportion."

Veronica only opened one eye and looked at him. Compared to the previous invitation, what she said this time was more like a joke between friends.

"It's enough to be a high-level executive in Sister Recovery's company for a day. Although I am very sorry to Brother Suqun, but after today I decided to change back to the usual me who had some headaches."

Facing the same kind of people who usually wear masks, Fang Ran smiled gently and spread his hands, a flash in his eyes, wondering whether it was regret or relaxation.

Indeed, if he chooses Veronica and chooses to leave this country, he will indeed stand on a higher platform, perhaps a new life, new experience, or...

Another new destiny.

However, Fang Ran finally rejected her proposal with a smile, just as she joked with himself, he also replied jokingly:

"So forget it, and my English is not good."

The gorgeous smile on her face widened, and Veronica was amused by Fang Ran's words when she heard him make the excuse that English is not good.

"The first time, I was rejected by one person twice, and for this reason..."

It seems that because of a smile, Veronica's words stopped a bit~www.ltnovel.com~ This time she took the screen directly to her side, was held on the screen in her arms, and she could see her pale and delicate collarbone. , And thin **** lips.

Behind the snow white shoulders is a large exposed **** back line, and the waist is slender and beautiful.

Fang Ran's expression stagnated by this scene of accelerated heartbeat, and when he was about to look away, he heard the second half of Veronica's words. The temptation sounded like a lover's whisper in her ear:

"In English, I can teach you, but..."

"It has to be in bed."

The soft and soft words were like hitting a stone thrown into Fang Ran's heart, making him almost choked by the mouthful of Xuanmai Ganju that concealed his embarrassment.

After coughing violently twice, Fang Ran raised her head silently and looked at Veronica, who was already sitting dignified and smiling on the screen.

"You did it on purpose."

"Yes, as your revenge for rejecting me."

Veronica said with a smile, and Fang Ran's words were choked by the words she had directly admitted. He looked away, daring not to look at her on the screen, and changed the subject.

"What about this scepter?"

"I said, that's a gift for you."

Thinking of hugging herself in memory, shouting irritably at the communicator that she was dissatisfied with leaving her and the ship’s orders, and facing this young man who refused to his own wealth rights and joked with friends, Veronica didn't know why, but she felt happier for some reason.

So smiled and added what she didn't say in my heart.

As that stormy night, in the underground dance hall, when the hull of the ship tilted, your first reaction was to hug me, who pretended to be "Monica", and use your back to hit the wall...()

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