Bei Chen did not expect that she would answer so simple, drooping her face and greeting her eyes.
"Never betray."
Purple pupil raises the right hand, "I promise!"
Her commitment came too fast, but she didn't have a little dishonesty in her eyes. Even Beichen couldn't see that she had a little hypocritical cope.
How happy he was unconsciously gave birth to his heart, and his hand was tightened again.
His breath is extremely familiar. At first, there were some rigid movements. He also became very tired because of his relaxation. He had fallen asleep without knowing it.
The plane flew through the night sky, approached a bustling city, and stopped on the apron behind a mansion on the top of a mountain.
Opening the door of your hand, "Young Lord, I arrived."
Beichen lowered his face, looked at the purple pupil who was asleep in his arms, hugged her up, stood up, walked out of the cabin, and walked down the stairs.
Under the plane, the housekeeper wearing a tulip, the bodyguards in black have already waited for the following.
Watching the young master holding a girl and walking off the plane. Although everyone was amazing, no one dared to ask one word.
Holding her out of the plane, walking on the steps, and walking into the hall of Huazhai, Beichen went up from the staircase on the left, and came to the third floor all the way. The housekeeper behind him immediately took two steps to take the pair of carved flowers at the end of the corridor.
Wooden door push away.
Inside the door is the luxurious medieval wind bedroom, the huge carved copper pillar bed, the dark red velvet vine curtain is low.
Go in, put her carefully on the big bed, take off her dirty boots on her feet, Beichen pulled the thin and covered her body gently.
Behind the housekeeper, he just stared at his eyes.
This girl is so dirty, and the owner puts her on her bed, and is not disgusted at all?!
Straight up, Beichen turned around and went out.
"Help her to prepare everything I need, tomorrow I will take her to London and let my son come to see me."
"yes!"
The housekeeper responded lightly, Beichen turned and walked into the study on the right hand, sat in front of the desk, picked up the mouse and ordered a few times. On the computer screen, a three -dimensional picture appeared immediately.
If Zitong is here, she immediately recognizes that the thing in the picture is Jiuxing Ding.
"The ability of eternal life in the sun."
Beichen watched the Jiuxing Ding on the screen, whispered gently.
The door was knocked.
"Come in."
The footsteps were light, and the tall teenagers with black flight uniforms walked in slowly.
"Master, find me?"
"Tomorrow to go to London with me tomorrow. When I opened the elder meeting, protect the purple pupils, I don't allow anyone to touch her."
"Yes, master!"
Beichen raised his chin lightly, and his son withdrew from the study. Beichen leaned on the back of the chair, and his eyes fixed on that picture.
There are only purple people in the military, and those grave robbers have been killed by him. Where is Jiuxing Ding?!
One room.
On the big bed, purple pupil's right wrist, purple light flashing slightly.
"Beichen?!"
Zi Tong opened her eyes sharply, while the purple light on her wrist got up, she had converged and disappeared. Looking at the strange house in the dim, she jumped out of bed and pushed open the door.
Hearing her voice, Beichen got up and walked to the door to open the door.
"Beichen!"
Seeing him, Zitong's heart fell back to the original place, and thought that when he woke up, he was gone. It turned out that he was still there.