Chapter 117 Dependence

"How could I seduce a woman?"

Lin En's handsome face was aggrieved. Although he did have the natural pleasure of [Spring], it was a passive skill. Can a passive thing be considered seduction? Heaven and earth are conscientious. So far, Lin En has not used his appearance to make a profit. At most, it can be considered unconscious pleasure.

In fact, for ordinary people with strong will, even the power of extraordinary people may be invalidated by their own spirituality, although it is very rare and depends on luck.

So Lin En felt that the pleasure he exuded unconsciously should not be so serious.

However, considering the Black Holy Grail...

Yefuni's beautiful nose sneered at Lin En's self-defense. She obviously did not believe what the little gentleman said. After all, Lin En is so smart. How could a smart person not use his own advantages?

"The whole city knows that you hooked up with the Earl." Ye Funi complained that this excellent subordinate who looked pleasing to the eye was not perfect in this respect.

"It's just a deal."

Well, Lin En himself didn't have the confidence to say this. He and Amiste definitely did not have a simple trading relationship, and he felt something strange about the Countess.

"Where is the little doll?"

"Leticia is a colleague in the brother department, and I just think she is cute, and I can't fall in love with her." Lin En is not a lolita control, he doesn't control anything, he is just lustful, he himself does not deny this, because this is a part of himself, why should he be ashamed of it.

Know yourself, accept it reasonably, guide it in a positive way, instead of refusing or rejecting it blindly when you like it, that way the whole person will have problems.

"Nonsense, hypocrisy, aristocratic face."

Ye Funi waved her pink fist, but she was drunk and had no deterrent power at all, instead she showed a cute and innocent look. The scolding was very literary, for Lin En, who had already begun to learn to be thick-skinned, the captain's words could not break the defense at all, but Lin En still pretended to be sad after being scolded.

Fortunately, Ye Funi did not ask further, if Sophia was mentioned, Lin En could only pinch his nose and admit it.

As for the question of another possibility, the young gentleman had no such idea in his mind.

Lin En's smooth and cunning made the drunken female knight instinctively unhappy. Although she could not compete with Lin En in words, her sensitive intuition could still make her feel what the essence of some things was. Unhappy Ye Funi waved her pink fists, trying to give Lin En a physical gratitude education, so that he would not deceive himself.

Perhaps she was really drunk and had no strength. Her movements caused her body to lose balance and fall to one side.

Fortunately, Lin En was always paying attention to Ye Funi and reached out to support her arm.

Because she was a few centimeters shorter than her own leader in height, Lin En had to use both hands to lean her drunken head on his shoulder.

"Ye Funi? Ye Funi, you can't fall asleep on the street!"

"Yes, yes..."

"Wake up!" Lin En was a little anxious. If she fell asleep at this time, he would have to drag her to her residence. That would be hell. So, the little gentleman made an ungentlemanly move. He was ready to reach out and pat Ye Funi's face, using facial stimulation to sober her up.

"I'm sorry, I should have followed the rules."

Leaning on Lin En's shoulder, the blur in Ye Funi's eyes suddenly disappeared, and she accurately clamped his impolite hand. The sky-blue eyes with a hint of sadness did not show any drunkenness at all. Under the swaying light of the gas lamp, Ye Funi maintained a leaning posture.

She didn't speak for a long time, just leaning on Lin En's shoulder, breathing steadily and happily.

Lin En was a little surprised, but he didn't do anything extra.

Everyone has their own stories and secrets, and humans are not good at sharing. If a person is willing to say something to you, then he must have mustered up the courage. Lin En is most cautious about emotions, because emotions are priceless, so he lets Ye Funi lean on him at this moment.

Tonight, the light of the moth moon is particularly clear, like a clear spring, brought by the autumn wind and turned into a shawl, falling on the two people.

The place where the lights are dim is lively and beautiful.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Ye Funi's murmur was barely audible at the end, like sobbing.

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Yefni's residence in the Midtown area covers a large area, and it is a typical house of a wealthy family. The magnificent flying buttresses and red stone walls show its own financial resources. Lin En even saw a telephone line pulled into the house. Although I didn't know Ye Funi's background exactly, it looks like she is either rich or noble.

Lin En sent her back to her residence, and the maid in the house soon came out to greet her.

As a gentleman, his mission was over.

Watching Ye Funi disappear behind the heavy carved wooden door, Lin En tidied his coat and hat and turned away.

Is Ye Funi drunk?

The answer to this question is not important to the young gentleman. As for what happened, it is destined to be a secret that cannot be mentioned. It is also a gentleman's demeanor to keep a secret for a lady. It was only at this time that Lin En noticed that the moon tonight was particularly large and round. The moth moon seemed to take in everything, which was extremely oppressive.

At the same time, under the same sky.

In a certain alley in the Midtown area.

"Hiss...!!"

From the violent inhalation, it is not difficult to feel the pain of its owner, as if a steel nail was directly driven into the bone and was drilling hard. The man who slowly stood up with the help of the wall noticed that his hat was thrown aside and bent down to pick it up with great effort.

"What's going on? I didn't go to drink that damn wine with them."

If Lynn was here, he would be surprised to find that the pale man was Clark. He should have gone home early to rest and enjoy the hot bath and coffee, but he didn't know why he fell in the alley, and kept inhaling with a tingling head.

Where am I?

Clark looked at the sky with some doubts. The huge moth moon hanging in the sky was invisibly pressing the string called reason with the posture of a giant. He clearly remembered that he was going to go home early to rest.

Then he met... met, met...

It seems that he met someone?

After patting the dust on his hat, Clark looked at his body. He was wondering if he was attacked by someone. From a third-party perspective, the most bizarre scene was that Clark was completely unaware of the tall, dark, creeping figure that was so close to him. It was as if his eyes had lost the ability to capture the shadow.

Then Clark seemed to have remembered something and left the dark alley with his hat patted.

And after Clark left, the shadow melted into the deeper darkness in the blink of an eye.