Quick Travel Guide: Male God Fancy Flirting

Chapter 29 031°Strangle the Blood Earl 31
A stray dog ​​abandoned by its owner.

Villier casually raised his eyelids and looked at the embarrassed Klee. His words were like pouring a basin of cold ice water over Klee from head to toe.

"What the Duke decides will never change."

Klee knelt on the ground and tightly clenched his fists, staring at the noble Villiers with resentful eyes.

The aristocratic temperament that Villier exudes is daunting. He is like a god who does not allow anyone to defile him.

He is not willing!

Klee roared inwardly, venting inwardly.

Not reconciled, not reconciled to death! !Obviously he was thinking of the Duke, why would the Duke treat him like this!

He is not reconciled!
Obviously he is so loyal to the Duke!

It's all... it's all that bitch Caroline Zinner!
It was because of her that he lost the opportunity to continue to stay by the Duke's side!

This bitch, he must let her fall into hell with Kerry!See how she still defiles the holy Duke of Villiers.

Gradually, Klee's gaze became obsessed, and his gaze stuck tightly to Villier's body like glue.

I can't move my eyes away.

Seeing the suddenly sick Klee, Villiers felt very disgusted. He clenched the scepter in his hand and pointed it in front of the sick Klee with lightning speed.

Villiers' voice was filled with disgust and disgust, "Give me down immediately, otherwise..."

Klee already knew enough about Villier, and he understood the words that followed.

"Being able to die at the hands of the Duke is my honor as the lowest lowly..."

The obsessed gaze and frivolous tone made Villier feel nauseous.

"No...no, I can't die yet...haha" Klee said to himself, in a trance, acting like the group of deranged people in the eastern suburbs.

"That's right, my lord duke hehe, I can't die yet..." I want to kill that woman Caroline Zinna with my own hands!

Such a woman is not worthy of you, my lord duke!
His chaotic eyes were full of terrible shadows, and he frantically opened the carriages, looking at the slow-moving scenery.

He showed a weird smile to Villiers and jumped down without hesitation, that crazy figure gradually disappeared from Villiers' eyes.

Lord Duke Villiers, we will meet again!
The news of Klee jumping off the carriage reached the ears of the groom, who hurriedly got out of the carriage and asked Villiers what his order was, and Villiers finally recovered from Klee's almost sickly expression.

At this moment, his face was so dark that ink could drip, and he closely frowned and looked at the place where Kerry knelt, as if he was watching some dirty plague, and wished he could escape this small space as soon as possible.

"It's okay, speed up and go back to the manor." He endured the churning in his stomach and ordered.

"Yes, Lord Duke."

As soon as the notice was posted on the notice wall the next day, the news spread throughout the city.

"On the [-]th of next month, the Duke of Edman Villiers will host a feast for all the well-dressed ladies of the courtiers in the city to attend the banquet in the state banquet hall of the palace."

Looking at what was written clearly on the notice, women all over the city were like a pot of hot boiling water reaching the boiling point, bubbling continuously.

On the first day, the high-end women's clothing stores, accessories stores, and shoe stores in the city were crazily crowded by these women.

(End of this chapter)