??The count's hand reached into the blonde beauty's arms again and began to rub it.

He looked at Qin Buer's face that was too young and a little overly young, and said, "People who are too smart often have no good ending!"

Qin Buer smiled and said, "I agree with you. I am not too smart. At best, I can only be considered a little clever. Compared with you, Lord Earl, I am far from you!"

The Count laughed, obviously very helpful to Qin Buer's flattery.

However, he smiled for a moment, then his smile suddenly calmed down and said casually: "Then let's talk about the serious business. You have caused me to lose a lot of things, so should you give me some compensation?"

"What do you want?" Qin Buer asked in a deep voice.

"One condition!" The Count stretched out two fingers.

"Tell me?"

Hearing this, the priest's face was extremely strange.

He wanted to remind Qin Buer several times, but every time he opened his mouth, he would see the count's eyes glancing at him, and a cold murderous intent locked him.

This is a warning.

The priest understood this warning, so he did not dare to act rashly.

Anyway, the decision is up to Qin Buer, so why should I be anxious!

The count's eyes fell on Qin Buer, but it became extremely strange.

It was like a wolf staring at a stripped lamb.

Seeing his gaze, Qin Buer felt sick.

He could almost guess what the other party wanted to do.

really.

"Stay here, the three of us play a game tonight!" The Count pointed to the blonde beauty next to him and said with a smile.

Although the blonde beauty could not understand the Chinese language spoken by the count, she could understand the count's eyes.

At that moment, the look she looked at Qin Buer was filled with a charming light.

She licked her lips, threw one, two, and gave Qin Buer several charming eyes.

Qin Buer shivered.

He looked at the count, then looked at the blonde beauty, and wanted to curse her.

Damn, this old guy, what does this mean?

Let yourself stay and play the game tonight with three people?

Qin Buer is not a pure little boy. Of course, he knows what the Count calls a game, which should be three people together.

If the other party is two charming beauties, Qin Buer doesn't mind playing games.

Even if he played for three days and three nights, Qin Buer would be happy to accompany him.

But, the other party is an old man!

vomit……

Qin Buer didn't dare to think about it anymore and immediately threw out the disgusting scene that came to his mind.

Then, he looked at the count and said righteously without thinking: "Sorry, I refuse!"

Of course, Qin Buer had to refuse.

Damn, this old guy actually covets his chrysanthemum. If he doesn't refuse, Qin Buer feels that he doesn't have to continue living.

Compared with life, Qin Buer feels that his chastity is more important.

"You said, you refused?"

The Count looked at Qin Buer and said with a smile: "This is really a not-so-wise decision. If you agree, maybe we can become our best friends!"

Best friend?

I will squirt you to death with a mouthful of salt soda. My best friend probably wants to be often brought to you, right?

Qin Buer was angry!

Furious!

He slapped the table in front of him and shouted angrily: "Is it drafted? Don't be disgusting here. If you want to kill and cut, you will all listen to the poop. If you want me to agree to your conditions, it is impossible!"

Hurry!

Because of the excessive force, the marble table was shaken violently, and the neatly yardage chips collapsed!

It's like a castle falling in an instant!

As the saying goes, flowers are red, and people are different from dogs!

If you give the dog a bone, the dog will know that you are good to it.

But if you give someone a bone, he will think you are insulting him!

Of course this is just a metaphor. If you dare to throw bones in front of others in real society, they will have to fight with you with a knife.

At the beginning, Qin Buer was indeed very angry with the count, smiling on his face, and the more respectful the attitude he was!

There is no way, the other party is an earl, and he is still on someone else's territory. Otherwise, with Qin Buer's arrogance, he would give this foreign old man who is not as tall as him or as handsome as him?

But, what do you mean? Yes, it’s awesome!

Qin Buer's good face, perhaps in the earl's opinion, was Qin Buer afraid of him, so he finally put forward that condition.

He was indeed coveting Qin Buer's anus, wanting Qin Buer to join him and this blonde beauty, and then spend a wonderful night tonight, he and Qin Buer will establish an excellent friend relationship.

Can Qin Buer endure this? Impossible!

So he slapped the table and turned his back on his face.

He is not a person who likes to suffer losses. Even if the other party is an earl, Qin Buer will not let the other party touch his bottom line.

The head can be broken, and the chrysanthemums cannot be broken!

Besides, this time when I came to Europe, have you been ready to fight the other party? What about the count? If you are capable and have a good time, just kill me?

Although it seems that there is this possibility now, Qin Buer and he can't take care of so much.

Seeing Qin Buer slamming the table, the blonde beauty's mouth strangely opened into a red ‘o’ shape, which looked silly and sexy.

Because she has great skills in bed and likes to play with heavy taste, she is considered a long-term bed companion for the count!

However, they have never seen anyone dare to slap the table in front of the Earl after they have known each other for so long.

There was not even a disrespectful look!

What is the young man relying on?

The housekeeper frowned, but it quickly stretched out.

But his eyes were always aimed at the priest holding the playing cards in his hand. Obviously, he regarded the priest as his target.

The priest understood Qin Buer's character, but he didn't understand it either.

He knew Qin Buer because he knew that no one could stop this guy once he got up. What he didn't know was that he didn't know when Qin Buer would commit the crime!

Of course, the Count is the first to be hit!

After all, he was the person Qin Buer scolded and he was the person he shouted!

And he is also the one who has the right to decide the situation.

He kneaded the blonde beauty's tender breasts with one hand. Even though he tried very hard, the blonde beauty was immersed in the shock of Qin Buer slamming the table without feeling the pain.

The count's other hand hit the table with rhythmically, and said hoarsely: "Do you know... for many years, really, many years, I have forgotten how long it has been. Just like a century, no one dares to yell in front of me again!"

"What's up to me?"

Qin Buer said with a sneer, thinking that he wanted me to contribute chrysanthemums just because he threatened me?
Chapter completed!