Chapter 971 Becoming a Servant for You (48)

Mr. Drahera paused and looked at her gently: "Why? Master."

"Does the master like it here better?"

He said, still holding her hand, putting it to his lips and kissing it.

Again and again, the movements were gentle.

But Mia was not happy at all.

She withdrew her hand again and looked at him unhappy: "Don't always do this. I don't like you kissing my hand."

Mr. De La Hera stopped smiling.

His expression turned cold for a moment, and the temperature in the air was so stagnant that it was almost freezing.

His eyes were dark and treacherous, and he stared at her without saying a word.

I can't tell what it feels like, but there is always a chill that makes my back feel cold.

But fortunately, he recovered quickly.

He lowered his eyelids and said warmly: "Did something unhappy happen to the master?"

"If possible, Drahera would be willing to share your worries."

Mia snorted and said nothing.

Go to the desk and turn on the lamp, illuminating the entire room.

"Sir, please go out first, I'm going to sleep."

She started chasing people away.

He didn't say anything, but his coldness towards him was visibly visible to the naked eye.

Drahela did not move. Under the light, he smiled gently, but his smile was inexplicably cold.

He said: "Master, what are you unhappy about? Please tell Drahla?"

"In this way, Drahera can help you solve your problems."

Mia still didn't speak, and her face slowly turned cold.

"Drahera, remember your identity and get out!"

Drahera still didn't move, her smile so gentle that it was almost terrifying.

He said: "Master, please don't do this, Drahela is worried about you."

"So, please tell Drahera, please?"

"." Mia was simply silent.

She originally just wanted to hang out with him for one night and then make up with him the next day.

But now, how come things are not developing as expected?

After a moment of silence, she still had a cold face and issued the eviction order:

"Drahera, I'm going to sleep. Get out now, right away!"

Her tone was fiercer.

Then, Mr. De La Hera's tall body directly enveloped her.

He gathered her around the desk and put his hands on her shoulders. His lips were strangely red and his smile remained the same.

"Master, please tell me the reason."

"Otherwise, Master, don't sleep tonight."

He said softly and horribly.

Mia:!

The cold long fingers were like an emotionless snake, slowly crossing her face.

It was obvious that her body temperature had already dropped, and she could hardly feel the cold outside.

But at this moment, the temperature of the man's fingertips was like strange ice needles, scratching her face, freezing to the bone.

He looked at her tenderly, and the curve of his smile was terrifying.

She stiffened slightly and wanted to step back, but was pushed back by the table.

The whole person was like a caged beast without the power to resist, forced to bend over.

Finally, she held him down and said, "Stop! I said!"

He paused and slowly traced his fingertips across her face without saying a word.

He seemed to be waiting for her to speak.

Mia hid uncomfortably and said, "Have you not had enough of this game?"

His fingertips froze instantly.

The smile on his face suddenly froze.

Mia calmly and seriously pushed him away and said, "How about you change a toy? I don't want to play with you anymore."

Mr. De La Hera slowly lowered his hand, his eyes strange and calm.

He slowly lowered his eyelids, and the smile on his face finally disappeared.

He groaned without emotion, his voice was terrifyingly light.

"Who told you that?"