The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 1203: adhere to

Chapter 1203 insists

The Earl of Earl, who was brewing his emotions and was ready to inform Qin Ran, was almost not rejected by Qin Ran.

"Cough."

The old man coughed several times in a row, and after adjusting his emotions with great effort, he once again looked at the young people in front of him with his eyes.

The mature temperament has long concealed the tender face. In a word and a row, with a nearly rigid habit, even if sitting there, the waist is as straight as a javelin.

If you don't look at your face seriously, just look at the back, you think you have a middle-aged person who is well-made and well-behaved.

The young people in front of us have the restraint that middle-aged people do not have!

Look at the room in front of you.

Young people with a little ability will not live in such a room.

Not to mention the guys who are well-born.

They may have shown harmony and modesty in peacetime.

The arrogance that can be hidden in the eyelids is innate, and it will manifest itself unconsciously in all aspects, forming a gap like a natural person, and inadvertently setting off its own extraordinary.

For such a guy, Adal has seen too much.

Can Qin Ran?

But it is as sweet as it is, without any complaints.

Earl of Adal looked at the other face and eyes, and could not help but sigh.

Because, once again, he thought of the strength of Qin Ran.

He has heard of it and has seen it with his own strength.

One enemy and one army!

Standing there, let an army retreat, but no one can do it.

"You are different from the average person."

"Whether it's your peers or older people, you are different from them."

"The way of thinking."

"The habit of doing things."

"You have the principle that belongs to you..."

"You have necessarily experienced something, or you will not have the present, I am very curious about what you have experienced."

"However, presumably you will not tell me."

The old man sighed slightly.

Qin Ran simply did not pay attention to the other party's words.

The old man’s guess on him, as long as it is a normal person, can be guessed.

It’s completely nonsense.

Listening to such nonsense, it is better to think about it, what kind of day and night Mary will prepare for him is more interesting.

In fact, Qin Ran did the same.

Sitting there, his eyes began to appear a trace of erratic, the nose continued to loose.

Qin Ran hopes to use his powerful perception to smell the taste of food.

The old count looked at Qin Ran’s movements and once again.

He does not understand what Qin is doing.

But this does not prevent him from continuing.

"I originally told you about this secret, and I have some concerns in my heart."

"But your performance, let me know, I am more concerned."

"you……"

"When you stew, you should add more soup."

"The fire is a little bit better."

The words spoken by Qin Ran suddenly made the old count’s words come to an abrupt end.

Even if it was a fool, the old count understood that Qin Ran was just doing something.

"The food is really worth mentioning compared to the secret I will tell you."

The old count said seriously.

"You will tell me that the secret is really worth nothing compared to food."

Qin Ran also answered seriously.

Then, Qin Ran turned his head and looked at each other.

He knows that if he doesn't make it clear to the other party, he will face the chattering old man when he eats for a while.

In order not to delay the delicious food, Qin Ran said.

"Thank you for your trust in me."

"But I don't really want to know the secret of James VIII."

"He still has a daughter."

"His daughter is still my friend."

"I am willing to help my friend, but I don't think this conversation should jump over Mary."

Qin Ran was very formal in the tone, let the old Earl of Adal once again.

"This is the reason you refused?"

"Because I am looking for you, jumped over Mary?"

The old count asked with incredulousness.

"Ok."

"I am a friend of Mary and I deserve to respect her existence."

"She has more rights than I know about it."

Qin Ran nodded.

"But you are more qualified than she is to take on everything."

The old count frowned.

"Eligibility is never decided by who."

"It is itself in existence."

"And, it never surpasses the inheritance of the surname, blood and will."

Qin Ran said, stood up and opened the door.

"Mary will soon come to my day and night, are you choosing to leave?"

“Are you still looking for an appropriate time to tell her everything?”

"When I say it right, it definitely doesn't include me when I stay up late."

Qin Ran stressed.

"It's a strange person."

The old count shook his head in a wry smile and walked toward the door.

Two minutes after the old count left, the Mary holding the plate appeared, and the food aroma brought by the other person made Qin Ran involuntarily approach, and then took a deep breath.

"Beef, the big row has the taste of lettuce and corn."

Qin Ran squinted and said, with a kind of uncomfortable understanding on the face.

"Cook the oxtail."

"Roasted platters."

"Corn lettuce soup."

Mary looked at Qin Ran, who was close at hand, and his face was not red, but immediately placed the food on the only table in the room.

Qin Ran is also not polite.

Or, when eating, Qin Ran never knew what was called comity.

Just like fighting, he likes to attack.

At the time of eating, he was also full of aggression.

Both his own and gluttony.

five minutes!