Chapter 1398: You want to like me, like a little longer 350

Chapter 1398, you want to like me, like a little longer 350
"Stand up." The troupe saw that Qiao Wei did not intend to greet her, and he felt that Qiao Wei was quite ignorant, and could not help but screw her eyebrows to stop her.
Chaucer could only stay in the footsteps, his eyes looked at him coldly and coldly: "What is the class owner?"
"How do you still follow Xiao Kui with a few of them running around, not to let you go to the Highness of the Prince?" The troupe was quite dissatisfied.
However, Chaucer raised his eyebrows and his voice gradually went cold: "Did I have already given you the box of gold?"
"But you can climb the prince of the Prince." The troupe hated the iron and looked at her. "If you can become the darling of His Royal Highness, you can't be worth a box of gold!"
Joe bit his lip and slowly said: "You promised me, don't let me sell..."
The troupe watched her and she laughed awkwardly. "What do you want to do with Joe? If you can let your princes please you, then how can you sell yourself? It is clearly flying to the phoenix. How many people are there? It’s an honour to meet the incomprehensible! Let’s say, now that you are still remembering you under the Prince’s Highness, you are not going to find the Prince’s Highness at this time. Is it that you still want to wait for the Prince’s Highness to forget you later?

Chaucer stared at him for a moment, licking his lips, and said nothing to pass by him.
However, not waiting for Chaucer to go out a few steps, he heard the voice of the troupe's voice coming unnoticed: "I will remind you again, I have not given your friend this month's antidote."
At that moment, Chaucer paused and took a deep breath, turned his head and stared coldly at the troupe: "What do you mean..."
"Qiao Wei is a wise man. I naturally understand what I mean. If you listen to me, go to the Highness of the Prince, then there is nothing... If you insist on going your own way, don't blame me for ignoring the life and death of your friend. It is."
After the troupe finished, he did not wait for Chaucer to answer, and he smiled and left.
And Qiao Wei stayed in the same place, and made a good stay for a while, then silently turned to go to his residence.
Joe entered the house and sat down at the table. He didn’t move. He didn’t know how long he had been sitting. She suddenly heard the door knocking outside the court. Chaucer thought it was the troupe and found it again. The mood was gloomy. In the past, when I opened the door and looked at the past, Joe looked like a deadly staring at the teenager in front of me.
While he was standing outside the door, when he saw that it was really her, the eyes were slightly bright, because at this moment, the Chaucer he saw at the moment was not the makeup of Chaucer, compared to the glamorous night of that night. Today's Chaucer looks clean, but the kind of cold and cold temperament on his body seems to be born with it.
When she looked at her, she tried to calm her voice and asked: "You are... Chaucer, right?"
He still remembers her name.
Chaucer.
After the night, the two words of heart and mind.
Chaucer faintly nodded.
"Do you remember me?" asked Mo, and then asked.
Chaucer nodded again and finally whispered: "His Royal Highness..."
When she heard her talking, she felt that her heart was slightly itchy. "Can I go in and sit for a while?"
Chaucer looked up at him and did not say anything, he took the initiative to step back a few steps.
When I saw it, I was a little moved, and I followed Chaucer into the house.
(End of this chapter)