Chapter 1415 Obey, My Master (62)

Ireland snapped his fingers, and a waiter came over with a rose.

"Flowers for you."

Shen Mubai took it, "Thank you."

The surrounding diamonds barely blinded her eyes.

The girl's calm reaction made Ireland very unhappy, but she still stood up and sent the person to the door.

When he saw the black-haired man, he narrowed his eyes slightly. He had an intuition that this matter had nothing to do with him.

"I won't send you back. Let's make an appointment next time." Ireland said.

Shen Mubai nodded, feeling that the blond young man's face overlapped a little.

She shook her head.

A pair of hands held her shoulders firmly, and a cold voice came from beside her, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Shen Mubai shook his head and got in the car.

"Rozelle, get me the flowers." She rubbed her temples.

Damn it, I accidentally drank that glass of wine.

The car drove smoothly all the way, and Shen Mubai's head became more and more dizzy.

A cold breath approached, and the man leaned her body against his shoulder.

Shen Mubai opened his eyes and saw the face close at hand. The man lowered his eyes slightly and cast his deep gaze on her.

"Rozelle." She giggled, "Do you know what Ireland told me?"

The black-haired man looked at her unmoved, the look in his eyes getting darker and darker.

The drunk Shen Mubai didn't see it. He lay on the other person's shoulder and burped slightly, "He said you like me...haha, idiot."

"Do you like me?" The girl suddenly raised her face, her wet eyes were filled with mist, and she uttered a sentence from her pretty red lips, "Do you like me...?"

"He's right." The black-haired man replied with a cool voice.

The girl opened her eyes slightly, suddenly stretched out her hand, pulled his cheek, played with it happily, and smiled, "Liar, you are not Rozelle, you must be an alien pretending to be, Rozelle" Zell wouldn't say such a thing. He's just a big-faced guy, hiccup, let alone liking people, he probably hasn't even had sex. It's commonly known as frigidity, do you know?"

After saying that, he fell asleep.

The black-haired man with an unclear expression was left, watching the girl quietly for a while.

After being placed on a soft big bed, the girl rubbed the sheets and spoke in small words, "The male protagonist with facial paralysis, Rozelle... just has a cold personality. Ireland, your uncle, scares me to death." Well...Fortunately, I'm smart enough not to be fooled by you."

The long, well-jointed hands pinched her chin.

The girl opened her eyes slightly and smiled at the person in front of her.

"Do you want to try it?" The man said to her in a cold voice.

"What are you trying?" The girl blinked in confusion.

The black-haired man leaned forward and covered his lips with his. Without any hesitation, he pushed his way into the other's teeth and then invaded.

The girl slowly showed a dazed expression, and the back of her head was shackled by another hand. Her snow-white skin began to gradually become stained with a light crimson color, which was alluring and delicious.

"Hmm..." Being tightly entangled with the man's thing and being sucked by her, she stretched out her hand to push it away with some discomfort. When she touched the hard chest, she didn't move at all.

Rozelle changed his angle without changing his expression, occupying every inch of the other person's mouth, and kissed the girl in his arms until her whole body was weak.

"Let me go..." The girl frowned and used her tongue to push against the thing that entered her mouth.