Wen Jinghan had toast in his mouth, chewing while staring at the duke who was meticulously cutting bacon.
"Your table manners need to be improved." The Duke suddenly looked up at him.
"...Thank you for your advice. I'm not lucky enough to be born in a noble family, and it really tarnishes your sacred eyes. After I apply, I will eat in the house, so you can see it without worrying about it." Chew it up.
"People should face up to their own inadequacies, instead of avoiding them like a coward. I will teach you later." The Duke gave himself an expression of condescension and condescension.
If I throw this bowl of cereal over, will he give up some bullshit etiquette to fight me? Wen Jinghan couldn't help but start to make up the follow-up scenes.
"Go up and pack up after dinner. We'll go in a while." The Duke said suddenly.
Wen Jinghan was stunned for a moment, then asked subconsciously, "Where to?"
The Duke glanced at him very proudly, took the napkin and wiped his mouth, without saying a word. left the table.
…
￥%&*XX%^!!! Wen Jinghan scolded all the foreign and foreign scolding he had met so far in his heart, and he almost turned the table on the spot. This dead foreign devil is here to beat him, right? ! !
In fact, there was nothing to do. Wen Jinghan changed into semi-casual and inelegant clothes, no matter if she wanted to appear on formal occasions, entertainment occasions, or even group fights. God knows what the hell this duke with a problem in his head is going!
It wasn't until she got on the hanger private plane that Wen Jinghan realized that this was not an ordinary activity or something.
But thinking of the Duke's attitude, he was very knowledgeable and did not ask himself where he was going. The boat went straight to the bridge, and things couldn't be more difficult than those days before. So he simply nestled in the seat and listened to music with peace of mind, and then fell asleep directly. In fact, in the middle of the journey, the Duke stared at him for more than five minutes, and he slept soundly and didn't notice it at all. I don't know if this is lucky or unfortunate.
"This is Myanmar?"
Canterbury paused slightly, then turned to see that Wen Jinghan had woken up, her eyes were clear, staring out of the porthole. He was awakened by the slight turbulence of the plane, and when he realized that the plane was already descending, he immediately leaned over to look out the window, only to realize that there was a large mountain jungle below. With his memory, he seemed to have identified this place from the air as Myanmar's location close to Thailand.
"How do you know this is Burma?" The Duke frowned slightly.
Wen Jinghan glanced at him proudly, straightened her wrinkled clothes, and leaned back on the back of the chair, without saying a word.
Lord Duke:…
Landing at a small airport, as soon as the hatch opened, there were already two cars parked under the plane. Several locals stood there respectfully.
Seeing many outlaws, Wen Jinghan glanced at them and saw that these people were not good birds. This area is either a drug dealer or a smuggler. Since Canterbury does not touch drugs, it is estimated that 80% of it is a smuggling gang, and it is arms smuggling.
The car turned around, and finally drove into a resort-like place deep in the jungle. It is estimated that this is their old nest, and they will really enjoy it. Looking at the exquisite buildings and decorations around, Wen Jinghan pouted. He said that if there is any broken cave, it is estimated that this pampered duke must refuse to come in disgust.
A small dark-skinned man walked out of the villa in the middle with a large group of hula la behind him, laughing as he walked, and stretched out his hand from a distance of eight feet, posing for a handshake . When he got to the front, the Duke seemed to frown and hesitated for a while, and barely shook the opponent with his fingertips. The person who came here didn't mind at all, and continued to smile with a wrinkled face, and invited people in with a babble of chatter.
For the first time, facing these criminals, Wen Jinghan is no longer the protagonist. He just needs to silently follow under this huge protective umbrella and wait for a good show. This unprecedented kind of onlookers aroused Wen Jinghan's interest, followed the Duke in without pressure, looked around, and looked like a competent tourist.
Wen Jinghan knew that this little man was Jingdonglijiang, a well-known arms dealer in Myanmar, through an interpreter who explained in a low voice. Burmese people only have a first name and no surname. The name will be preceded by some honorary titles or place names. Jingdong is the place name. Lijiang was born there. He has always been proud of his hometown. Li Jiang is not cruel, but he is mercenary and greedy for enjoyment, so he is hard to be trusted. He will change his mind at any time because of his interests. Many people have suffered from his losses, but he is the largest arms dealer in Myanmar and other neighboring countries. His power also needs his support, so the business is still doing well.
When they arrived at an extremely luxurious restaurant, everyone took their seats. Wen Jinghan glanced at the duke and found that he didn't seem to be satisfied with the environment. This style of using gold and gemstones as decoration seemed very vulgar in his opinion. Anyway, he was upset, Wen Jinghan felt very happy, so he even looked at Li Jiang's gang a lot more pleasing to the eye.
Li Jiang must have gotten a lot of benefits from the Duke, and wished he could serve him. The dishes that come up are all carefully crafted, and basically western food in order to cater to the Duke's taste. Wen Jinghan took a sip of soup and couldn't help giving a thumbs up in her heart. This little man really made a lot of money. Where did he find such a good cook.
"This is the seafood salvaged from the deep sea in Alaska. It was airlifted in the first time, and it was specially prepared for you." Li Jiang introduced attentively through the translator.
While speaking, he glanced at Wen Jinghan, who was sitting beside the Duke, bowing his head and suffering, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Lord Duke, your beauty is enviable." Li Jiang showed his big white teeth, but his eyes were on the Duke, but he didn't show any unreasonable thoughts to Wen Jinghan.
The Duke raised his eyebrows, turned his head slightly, and saw Wen Jinghan unresponsively continuing to fight with the lobster on the plate. He suddenly raised his hand, and his thumb and index finger lightly rubbed Wen Jinghan's slender neck. Wen Jinghan was caught off guard, turned his head and stared at him: "You have something wrong!"
Although Li Jiang couldn't understand what he was saying, he could see from his expression that it was definitely not a good word. He didn't want to perform Quan Wuxing here, he smashed his wishful thinking, and immediately changed the subject wisely: "This is a specially prepared Spanish cuttlefish, please try it, sir, I know you have always liked this dish."
Some people started to divide the large plate of cuttlefish into individual plates, Wen Jinghan pointed nose, and immediately smelled the taste of the sauce, which was really good. The Duke took the lead to eat with a fork, and was still chewing slowly in his mouth, with a very satisfied expression on his face. Wen Jinghan lowered his head and was ready to eat, but the moment he put down his fork, he suddenly felt that something strange had been mixed into the plate. He leaned over and looked at it carefully for a while, then took a deep breath.
"Have you ever seen cuttlefish? It's for eating, not for viewing." The Duke's hand touched Wen Jinghan's neck again, and the feeling of his subordinates was very good. He was a little addicted.
Wen Jinghan didn't protest this time, but turned her head to look at the duke, then at the duke's plate, with deep sympathy on her face.
"... What is your expression?" The Duke was very uncomfortable, and was about to show his face when Wen Jinghan shrank into him, pretending to be frightened, and pointed to his plate and shouted, "Yeah, So scary, there's a scary thing in that pile of cuttlefish."
The Duke didn't know where he was performing, so he glanced at Wen Jinghan's plate subconsciously, and then his eyes were fixed. After a while, the Duke's face became more and more ugly.
The foreign maid next to her looked nervously, for fear that the back kitchen accidentally fell into something dirty. It didn't matter when she saw it, she just screamed, sat on the ground, and shouted in not very fluent English: "Oh my God. Eyes! There's an eye in there!"
Li Jiang stood up in a rush, pointed at the table and yelled angrily, and immediately a group of people appeared to replace all the dishes. The faces of all the people at the table were not very good-looking, especially the only duke who had just eaten the cuttlefish.
"My lord, it's my fault. I didn't know the guy who ate a leopard would dare to do such a thing. If I catch him, I'll goug out his eyes and give you—" Before Li Jiang could finish speaking, the duke suddenly pushed his arms away. Wen Jinghan inside stood up. With a livid face, he left the dining table. The bodyguard behind him directly carried a maid, "Lead the way, go to the bathroom!"
There was silence in the restaurant, and everyone watched anxiously as the Duke went to the bathroom - vomited.
"Hahahahaha..." Wen Jinghan lay on the table and laughed, and the whole room reverberated with his suppressed laughter and the sound of him hammering the table.
The lunch ended in a mess, only Wen Jinghan was in a good mood, and was sent to a very large and exotic bedroom to rest. He jumped onto the bed, rolled twice with the pillow, and continued to laugh out loud for a while.
"It's worth your pleasure to see human organs made into vegetables?" The Duke quietly appeared at the door of the bedroom with a deep expression on his face.
Wen Jinghan was almost choked by his own laughter, he sat up and asked vigilantly, "How did you get in?"
"This is my room." He said succinctly.
Damn, that bastard arms dealer put them in a room.
Wen Jinghan raised his head and nodded his chin at him in line with the principle of being a loser without losing the battle: "It's cool to vomit just now? Did you vomit out the gall?"
The Duke didn't answer, nor was he angry, he just walked to the bed step by step at his own pace, looking up and down at Wen Jinghan, who was holding the pillow.
Wen Jinghan looked a little hairy by him, pouted and turned his face away.
The slender neck was drawn into a graceful line, extending from the end of the jet-black hair to the collar. The Duke recalled the feeling of rubbing on it before, and a certain part of his body began to move. Damn, that Ou Chen should have done something to this beautiful neck. He actually let others take the lead, and there was a faint anger and unwillingness in the Duke's heart.
"Ow! Shit! Why are you crazy!" Wen Jinghan, who was suddenly thrown down, cried out in exasperation.
"My darling, I won't punish you for your disrespect today." The duke held the man in his arms and used his lips to move around Wen Jing's neck and collarbone.
"You are a dog, bite the wool!" Wen Jinghan struggled hard, but didn't dare to fight him, lest it stimulate someone's animalistic behavior and make inhuman behavior.
After tossing for a while, Wen Jinghan suddenly stopped struggling. Because something hit his thigh, and the fool knew what it was. Wen Jinghan swallowed her saliva and said with difficulty, "Sir Count, do you want to go to the bathroom again to solve the problem?"
"I am the Duke."
"Don't care about these false names at this time, you have to pay attention to your self-esteem as a human being."
"I take it seriously." He pushed hard again on purpose.
"... I don't think it's good to communicate directly like this." Continue to understand.
"Actually I can be very reserved." The Duke pinched his hip.
"…I think humans should communicate with words, not physical bodies."
The Duke looked at the messy-clothed, flushed beauty in his arms, who had his little teeth marks on his collarbone, who was serious about discussing human issues with him, and wanted to continue to tease him.
Bang!
The two people who were on their feet were petrified for a moment.
"It's a gunshot." Wen Jinghan said.
The Duke sat up and pulled him up too.
"It seems that Mr. Jiang thinks that the lunch is not in place, and wants to give you extra food?" Wen Jinghan gloated.
"He doesn't have the guts yet."
The gunshots sounded again outside, but it didn't seem to be messy.
"Someone is shooting?" Wen Jinghan was about to go to the window, but was dragged back by the Duke.
"Just go out and see." The Duke took his waist and walked out.
"I don't like this pose."
"Hold or like this, you pick one."
"...I don't like it, but let's make do with it. I've always been informal."
Dare to scare me, wait and see! (#‵′) convex