Luo Xied pursed his lips slightly, but couldn't help but lower his eyes to look at the girl in front of him.

"They are different from you, you know." Sierra raised her eyes slightly, with a smile in her eyes, "Kissing you can heal the wounds on my body, and I can have Midsummer Night's Dreams again and again. How can you Do you think I like them more than you?"

The girl leaned forward, her white nightgown soaked by the rain clinging to her body, and the amazing curves she outlined were almost completely exposed from the skirt.

She didn't panic at all because of the internal vacuum. This was a dream, and there was nothing Luo Xied could do to her.

His sadness and disappointment slowly faded away, being covered by a deeper layer of desire.

Sera smiled and hugged his neck, her bright little face smiled a little innocently, "You are unique in my heart, Luxid."

His eyes were now filled with the girl's rain-covered body and her slightly curled lips, which were moist and sexy.

Roxed's Adam's apple rolled again and again, and finally he couldn't bear it any longer. He put his webbed paws around her waist and pressed her to her chest, lowered his head and kissed her hard.

Sera, who had managed to survive safely, was so well-behaved that she let him hold her head and chew on her. It wasn't until she vaguely heard the real world, the ancient clock downstairs in the manor chiming the time, that she was able to stop. Escape from this dream.

Roxed had fallen into a dream very late. When Sera woke up after hearing the sound of the bell, he glanced at the top of the bed hazily, and then turned around as if his body had been hollowed out, hiding his entire face. Into the pillow.

Ever since her and Luxid's dreams came together, the feeling of being a migrant worker working 24 hours a day was really uncomfortable.

Her brain and body were struggling to cope.

She didn't want to get up even after breakfast. The servant called her twice before Sera reluctantly got out of bed.

Lizzie and Mrs. Josie were to attend Whitman's final funeral services, and today only the two daughters were kept at home.

Anaxi's face was still a little swollen, and she looked so embarrassed that she couldn't go out to see anyone.

She ignored him, and Sera was happy to be at ease. It was already known among the servants that she was a rabbit killer. No matter how bad her character or temper was, it didn't matter.

When Annashe went to the piano room to practice the song she was going to play at David's house tomorrow, Sierra went back to the room and changed clothes, a light green dress, a pair of light green gloves that reached her elbows, and a string of pearl necklaces hanging around her neck. , and stuffed a lot of gold coins into the green plaid string bag that he wanted to bring.

She lied to the servants that she would read in her room all day and would call her at dinner time, so she sneaked out while the servants were having lunch in the servants' room.

While passing by the servants' dining room, she heard something interesting.

When Joey sneaked out to a bar to drink, he was blocked by a stranger at the end of an alley and beaten up. The beating was so severe that he was still in the hospital with a hanging bottle.

It is estimated that for several days, his work was temporarily shared by others, which was also convenient for Sera.

The horses in the stable were already familiar to her, and when they rode out, they made little noise and didn't attract anyone's attention.

Today is the day when the Werewolf Butcher Shop opens. Sierra has no plans to go, but instead takes a detour to a place where a bunch of strong men are looking for temporary workers.

"What do you need Miss?"

"Five cleaners, two lawn mowers, three factory maintenance workers, and three men carrying things are coming."

It took a lot of money to collect the wages and agency fees for eleven people, but Sera generously gave another tip and chartered several cars to take them straight to the abandoned factory.

Everyone got out of the car with their own tools and were dumbfounded.

"You originally wanted to repair this place?"

I had long heard that many people had died here, and everyone was still a little scared.

Sera turned the horse's head and looked at them, smiled and said: "After you finish the work, I will pay you extra for your hard work, and I will also pay for the dinner."

After all, she was a lady from the Earl's family, and the conditions and prices she offered were very generous. Everyone looked at each other, rolled up their sleeves, and got to work.

It is unrealistic to repair this place in one day, and it cannot be done without a supervisor.

I have to ask Eric about this when I go back tonight.

Sera stood here for a while, then went to look at the workers' dormitory next door, and found that except for a house shelf, everything inside was burned out. She still needed to buy a lot of beds and bedding, even down to the details of the slaves. clothes and toiletries.

She thought for a moment and went to find Carol at the tailor shop on the street.

"You want me to make clothes for the black slaves?" Carol leaned against the counter and looked at her with a disgusting expression. "My customers are all natives."

Carol liked Eric, but it was normal to hate her. Sierra put a few gold coins in her hand, "They are all human beings to me, and this is just a job I gave you, you want this Working?"

Carol thought about her lack of aristocratic appearance for a moment, weighed the gold coins in her hand, and took the record book, "Let's go, for the sake of your really good temper, measure the measurements of those slaves."

Serra took the tailor to the slave camp on horseback, saying that the camp was inaccurate because there were thousands of slaves disembarking from the colonial ship. Those soldiers from the Lirenni Kingdom simply set up a black slave market, and they would not stay here for too long. After a long time, they will transport unsold slaves to the direction of the capital.

When Sera arrived, her nose was filled with an unspeakable stench.

The market is horribly crowded and huge.

Feces, blood, and an indescribable smell emanated from the slaves who were tied to posts with their selling prices written on them.

Such a scene made Sera frown in discomfort. The people of the Lireni Kingdom walking around looked like guests selecting items, bargaining with the slave owners, trying to lower the prices.

Once these white-haired, chocolate-colored people are labeled as commodities, they lose their human rights to freedom.

"Miss Serra, are you here to pick up your slave?" The soldier standing on the bridge that day recognized her at a glance and said with a smile: "Come in."

The slaves Rose Hill bought for her were all locked up in a fence similar to a livestock market. Seven or eight women had their hands tied with a rope and squatted in one compartment after another.

"I'm going to stink to death." Carol covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, "What's the use of buying so many slaves? Count Lizzie actually has so much money to squander on you."

Sierra ignored her words and took a few glances at the physical condition of these people. They were much better than those listed for sale. The half-year-old child from before was also crouching in the corner and following. She waved.

The soldier said politely: "Including the child, you bought a total of 18 female slaves, all of whom are in good health."

It’s 2p today, keep it steady, it’s expected to be available on 2nd next week~~~

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