Chapter 56: .The Unpleasant Young Master Kuo

From that moment on, this lavish young master started a crazy pursuit of the goddess in his heart.
From three meals and refreshments to all kinds of costumes, beads, and famous cars, all the things that Austronesian women need every day, Master Lonnie found the best one and delivered it to the door in person with a sincere attitude and gentle speech. Can't fault it.
However, even if the gender factor is aside, Shun, as the future heir of the dignified country, would have a few eyes on such a low-level monk who is not influential. He would not bother to pay attention to it if it weren't for this investigation mission. The offspring of a vulgar upstart.
In view of the prince's passive and indifferent attitude, the weight of the daily reception has completely fallen on as far as possible. He was not at all happy with this unplanned change, and even brought complaints to deal with this unlucky mess. How could he give each other a good face, so the dialogue between them was carried out in this way:
"Mr. Snooker, this is the golden-tailed three swordfish just caught this morning. Look at the golden tail, how beautiful it is, it is perfect for making whole fish! If you don't dislike it..."
"...'She' doesn't like fish..."
"This is this week's new Pelli Penny colorful gemstone pendant. Look at the cut and the streamlined shape, how perfect! I brought it here to invite Miss Wen to taste..."
"...'She' doesn't like jewelry..."
"This is the latest instant projector created by my Wester family. As long as you plug in the electrical board, you can watch all kinds of recorded programs without going out. It is a cross-age invention! I think Miss Wen seems to have something I'm bored, so..."
"'she was'……"
"This can stay..." The prince's pretending to be neutral voice came from the door.
"..." As far away as possible, watching the two hotel waiters cautiously carrying the silver cube into the room, and then looking back at the young man who was so excited that he couldn't himself because he received the answer, and his eyes were filled with desire like fire. After giving the order to chase the guests, the other party leaned forward with a stern face: "Mr. Snooker, I heard people say that you like the tea ceremony, and specially invited someone to bring back a very unique top tea from the capital city of Tara Kuni. I would like to ask you to help me appreciate it. Fan..."
After he finished speaking, he confidently took out a round double-layer wooden box from his pocket. The box was engraved with an exquisite phantom flower pattern, which looked delicate and elegant, but it was authentic Beijing craftsmanship. He cast his eyelids as far as he could and glanced at the box, then looked at Master Ronnie's expectant expression. He lowered his head and sniffed the overflowing odor. Then the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he reached out and flipped it gently. In the wooden box, there are a few bright red tea leaves that look like flowers. The color is attractive and the aroma is faint. It is Baiyan tea, one of the four famous teas in Beijing.
"What do you think? If you don't dislike it..."
"Imitation... The color is too beautiful, but it blurs the original natural texture... The concocted smell is not bad..." He said these two comments flatly and without any sarcasm. Turned around and slammed the door, leaving a stiff face of the deceived person alone in the wind.
Master Lonnie's skills in chasing people are really not mature. He doesn't want to think about things that seem to be able to be solved with money. After several times, he turns out to be like a vendor selling goods. This is understandable. After all, as a rich second generation, he still has no power in his hands, and he does not have enough power to praise him. After thinking about it, he really only has golden money.
However, the surging money offensive did not have the slightest effect, the goddess was still glamorous and noble, and she did not look up at him for a second. After countless failures, and I don't know if he has been advised by an expert, this persevering Kuo Shao turned his head and became an infatuated young man with a gentle and affectionate style. This was the beginning of a headache for the far end.
The sound of singing all night and all night began to wrap around the residence of the two of them. The sharp drake voice mixed in the melodious orchestral ensemble made his hands shake as far as he heard it for the first time, and put half a spoonful of tea. It would not be too irritating to listen to such a torturous song once or twice, but the other party actually made several versions of this love song with a video camera, day and night, on the radio station and the projector. Playing it in turns in here really makes people have the urge to draw a knife.
The prince had also reprimanded him with unbearable anger because of this, but the other party made an innocent expression, which seemed so affectionate, even if he was resented, he did not regret it. In desperation, the two had to move away from the original hotel and move to the old high-rise hotel with the strongest sound insulation effect, and the ears were slightly cleaner.
The sound of the rushing water was still flowing, and the white guard slowly tidied up the tea set in his hand, pressed the sluice for a long time to clean up all the worries in his mind, cheered up and walked to the hall again. There are still extremely important things to do today. Although this shameless and generous young man is hateful, through his identity, the two have come into contact with a lot of the aristocratic class of the South Island in the past few days, including the target person, Earl Kronor. Today, it is this important military minister who is hosting the Protestant presidential candidate who has just completed the first round of canvassing activities. The two must take this opportunity to inquire about the suspected assassin commander's details.
I was worried and pushed open the door of the living room in a few strides, only to see that the projector on the table had closed the screen, and no sound could be heard in the room-except for that or the sounding refrigeration system The whisper. The prince shrank lazily on the sofa, holding a small control button in his hand, spinning around at his fingertips, and I don’t know if the noisy song started playing on the projector again, that interrupted him. Continue the interest in staying in the house.
Hearing the sound of opening the door, he immediately threw the button in his hand to the table, bounced up and brushed the gold-patterned short shirt, while sorting out the long streamer full of rich southern taste, while turning his head to face as far away as possible: " Let’s go. Find a good-looking gown too. Don’t let people look down upon us.
Although entering the hall as an illusionist, the prince always cares about the image in front of people. Whenever he goes out, he always takes care of his clothes. It has to be neat and tidy.
The gun guard heard this command, but only stood with his arms folded and stood by the door, his face squinted and his eyes closed, silently expressing his dissatisfaction. The unpleasant local rich man was still waiting below, and his departure was really easy to say... The thought of seeing that disgusting face when he went downstairs made him have no desire to change clothes.
Because it was the first time to wear this kind of exotic decorations, it took Shun a little more time to arrange the streamers hanging down to his knees. When he saw his companion, he was still full of coldness. He chuckled and explained: "Today is the dinner party. Baron Sistine, who is in the limelight, usually sees him as a thorn in the eye and will never follow him."
"You know very well..." He stabs as far as he can, seemingly dissatisfied that he didn't know the matter in advance.
Didn’t I just add to you... the prince secretly said in his heart that he didn’t want to waste time on such trivial matters, and shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Okay, okay, I will go down and drive him away. Right..."
He was about to walk towards the door, but turned as far as he could, took an armed ribbon with a shawl from the hanger on the side, put a set on his neck, and walked out of the door with his head up and chest up.
You go talk? That guy didn't want to go, so he would have no other thoughts when he saw you! I'm afraid that I can't shake it off again... while adjusting the position of the shoulder pads, he satirized in his heart, and walked along the flowing colored porcelain corridor to the elevator.
He stopped at the elevator door and glanced at the finishing mirror on the opposite side while waiting. This blue and white shawl ribbon is really in line with his own aesthetic style, that is, there is a little more gold thread... He looked at the handsome and handsome boy in the mirror, satisfactorily adjusted the whole bangs, and stepped in. The elevator rushed to the downstairs with great momentum, seeing his solemn expression as if he was going to the battlefield.
The outside of the hotel building was still full of hot sunlight, as far as he could wear this short cloak that looked sultry, but there was no sweat on his face. He counted his steps and walked slowly to the golden luxury car. Just halfway through, the door of the car was suddenly pushed open, and a young man of medium height eagerly greeted him.
He was wearing a blue short-sleeved silk robe lined with silver, and he looked handsome, but because of the long-term obsession with wine, he was now somewhat puffy. His body is not burly, his skin is very light wheat color, which is common to the Austronesian nobles, only the light red shawl and curly hair are very eye-catching-I don't know if it is because the prince looks more at his black hair After a few glances, he mistakenly thought it was wrong, and immediately abandoned the arty black hair and quickly dyed it back to its original color.
"Mr. Snooker, I have been waiting for you for a long time... Isn't Miss Wen going to the Crono's house for a banquet today? I came here to pick you up! Where is Miss Wen? Where is the person?" Lonnie The young master poked his neck and looked straight forward, and he sucked his nose hard. His supernatural power was to strengthen his sense of smell, but he would never forget the smell he had smelled, which was one reason why the two of them could not get rid of him.
This dog, why didn’t he smell that the other party was a man... as far as he could, waited for him to take a few more glances, and then dragged his aristocratic long-tailed tone to bluntly refused: "My lady... thinks Go there by yourself and I won’t bother you..."
"Nowhere, no trouble at all, I am to Miss Wen..."
"Don't bother..." Jin Yuan coldly interrupted his confession, and the cold light from the cracks in his eyes made Young Master Kuo shake for no reason, and retracted the remaining words into his stomach.
In this hot afternoon, the street was chilly. Master Lonnie looked at the young mercenary who was still in front of him, who didn't even tremble his eyelashes in the wind, and awkwardly wiped the sweat from his forehead with a cotton towel. He also didn't know where he had offended this samurai obedience. He always put on this cold face and unsmiling appearance. If he didn't enter the oil and salt, he seemed to be born to be uncomfortable with himself.
But the other party is the person next to the goddess. If he annoys him and blows the air in Miss Wen's ear, isn't it he who is unlucky? He never dared to neglect, thought for a while and suggested with a smile: "Then...I'll find someone to arrange the carriage for Miss Wen..."
"Don't bother."
"Then... I will first take out the banquet gift prepared for the young lady..."
"No need."
This repeated and perfunctory answer finally made Young Master Kuo lose his patience. He also pulled down his face and asked him formally, "I don't know where I Lonnie caused your dissatisfaction? I am also a person of identity, so good. What do you mean by asking for words, but making things difficult for you?"
Staring indifferently at the rich man who was posing as a young master, he suddenly leaned forward and picked up his neck, threateningly warned in a low voice: "Stay away from my house...Miss..."
This violent move caused several guards in the car to rush down, holding their weapons, and staring nervously at his next movement. Master Lonnie was shocked and smashed the iron fist. After discovering that it was in vain, he stalked his neck angrily and shouted: "It's not your turn to say this! Quickly let go, or this master wants you to look good!"
How could the gun guard be drunk by this kind of non-destructive intimidation, but after all, you need to be careful on the street, so as not to attract the attention of interested people. He clenched his fists to squeeze out a large group of folds in the brand-new costume, and then gently pushed, Young Master Kuo stepped back a few strides, and returned to the car. Several guards hurriedly stepped forward to hold them, but were slapped a few times by his backhand like venting his anger, and he didn't dare to say anything, all of them lowered their heads and slumped back into the car.
Master Lonnie was angry and embarrassed at the moment, his face rose red and sweat stains, his bangs stuck to his forehead, looking very embarrassed. He looked fiercely at the young boy who couldn't figure out his identity, and just wanted to start cursing, he suddenly heard a faint footstep, and the strange smell that made him dream about was filled in the air again-he Immediately knew that his goddess was about to appear.
But how can his embarrassed and sloppy appearance be seen by the beauty? Don’t you lose your impression points for nothing? He didn't dare to delay this short time between appearances, hurriedly said, "I'll wait for the young master!", hiding his face and hiding in the car, immediately drove the luxury car and ran away.
Almost at the moment of his engine car, the female figure that Shun transformed into appeared in front of the door, still in a tight black skirt with gold inlaid, but changed to a more grand silver armed shawl. The gorgeous jeweled shoulder armor is carved with great complexity-very in line with the aesthetic taste of Austronesians.
The prince happened to see the conflict scene just now in the lobby of the building, and he quickly came out in surprise to calm the situation. He didn't expect the other party to be so awkward, and he slipped away in a blink of an eye. He looked at the back of the luxury car that was quickly disappearing on the highway, turned his head and tried to comfort his partner for a few words, did not say a word as far as he could, lifted his foot and leaped forward, and several big jumps disappeared into his vision .
What's the matter again...I feel deeply tired of your Highness, what a big deal, isn't it just an annoying worm? Just ignore him? It is difficult for him to understand why his partner has such a big reaction, but it is not the time to look into the cause, there is still business to do...
He sighed and suppressed these worries first, as if taking care of the illusory cloak, holding his neck high, stepping into the alley with graceful steps under the golden sunlight, flashing in the shadows, Fleeing in the direction of his partner, disappeared into the street in this dry and hot afternoon.