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Chapter 792

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Wanna be friends with me?

Song Yaoyao nodded obediently.

"Oh, okay, Mr. Nolan."

She knew that some foreigners' names, if written out, could fill an entire night's worth of paper.

Song Yaoyao didn't want to discuss the name with Nolan.

"Alright, alright …"

Nolan shrugged helplessly.

He looked at the girl sitting opposite him. It was undeniable that she was the most beautiful Asian girl Nolan had ever seen. Her skin was as white as snow, her eyes were like the most flawless gems, and her lips were as tender and beautiful as a rose.

He bent over slightly, propping up his chin.

"Perhaps I have one more friend that I want to make now."

"Hmm?"

"Do you want to be my friend? Pretty little girl. "

The pair of eyes that were as deep as the ocean burst into laughter, and a large hand reached out in front of Song Yaoyao.

His joints were distinct, and he was thin. His skin was pale and sickly, without a trace of blood.

Like vampires.

Song Yaoyao stared at the hand for a long time and shook her head.

"No."

Nolan: "…"

What was wrong with this pair of siblings?

Do you know who he is? Shouldn't they be honored to be chosen by him?!

He facepalmed. "So, can I know the reason? Do you hate me? Or … am I ugly? "

No matter how he thought about it, it was inconceivable.

Him, Nolan.

To think that there would be a day when he would be despised by a pair of siblings.

"Of course not." Song Yaoyao tilted her head, raising her long eyelashes slightly. "You're exceptionally handsome, like a prince who walked out of a fairy tale."

Her temperament was outstanding, elegant, and noble.

"Oh —" Nolan smiled. "No matter what you say, I can't help but want to believe it."

"I don't like lying."

Nolan was indeed very good-looking.

Even Song Yaoyao had to admit that Nolan was comparable to Huo Yunque.

However, in Song Yaoyao's heart, her brother was number one. Everyone else had to step aside.

"Alright, little cutie."

Nolan chuckled. "Thank you for your compliment. I'm very happy." He looked at Song Yaoyao and did not hide his curiosity. "But I still don't understand. If that's the case, why did you reject me?"

This question was easy to answer.

"You look very dangerous."

Never underestimate a woman's sixth sense. Song Yaoyao believed in her own judgment the moment she saw Nolan.

He looked too harmless.

This kind of person was either really stupid to the point of being brainless and naive. Either that, or he was a demon who was good at disguising himself.

Song Yaoyao leaned towards the latter.

"Ah …"

The smile disappeared from Nolan's eyes. He rubbed his chin with his slender and pale fingers and narrowed his eyes.

"As expected of Song's younger sister. Very … unique."

He paused for two seconds and made his evaluation.

Song Yaoyao smiled sweetly. "Thank you."

Now that the letter had been delivered, Nolan stood up and said goodbye.

Obviously, this place did not welcome him.

Hou Jiu's back was tense. He squinted his eyes, ready to attack, and stared at Nolan without moving.

Nolan curled his thin lips and winked at him with a smile.

"Don't be so afraid of me, my dear. I'm not a bad person."

Hearing this, Hou Jiu sneered.

"Is that so? Then I think, except for you, everyone in this world is an angel. "

Song Yaoyao's eyes moved slightly, and her gaze fell on the young priest quietly.

He stood perfectly straight, and his every movement revealed his excellent self-cultivation. He was elegant and noble, like the vampire counts that were popular in the Middle Ages.

Very quickly, her observation was caught red-handed.

(End of Chapter)

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