Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

"Miss Natasha, I'm Boris!"

"I'm Rael!"

Boris was about to faint from crying. Natasha had obviously chatted with herself first, but now she is so familiar with Narant that she has forgotten herself.

As for Rael, there is no expression. He can see clearly better than Boris, and he doesn't have so many unrealistic thoughts.

"Giggle, sorry, it turned out to be Baron Boris and His Excellency Rael!" Natasha remembered the name immediately.

"It's okay, it's okay! Miss Natasha must have been busy with her affairs and forgot." Boris is a typical dog-licking state. When he saw Natasha's charming smile, he couldn't even find Bei.

"Baron Boris is really broad-minded. I heard that you and Narant are neighbors. When I have the opportunity to go to Storm Territory in the future, I will definitely go to Baron Boris Castle as a guest!" Natasha continued to smile.

"Uh ok!" Boris felt a little unnatural when he heard this. If the white sugar really belonged to him, he would be very happy at the moment.

But the problem is that the sugar belongs to Narant, so Natasha will see through the sugar when she goes to his territory.

At that time, let alone Narant's attitude towards himself, I am afraid that it is probably because of Narant's face that he can be like Rael.

After a few words with Boris, Natasha turned her attention back to Narant. .

"Sir Narrant, are you going to have a lady stand and talk to you?"

"Miss Natasha, please sit down!" Narant was speechless and waved to the maid beside him. After the maid brought a chair, he made a gesture of invitation.

Seeing this, Natasha smiled and did not sit down immediately. Instead, she moved the chair and moved closer to Narant, and then sat down gracefully.

Boris watched the lemon overflowing in his heart.

"Miss Natasha, don't you know what's going on here tonight?" Narant didn't dare to have too much contact with this demon girl, and immediately began to go straight to the point.

"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do? Sir Narant, can you be a gentleman? I slept in your tent last time!" Natasha looked straight at her with her beautiful eyes flashing. narante.

"Miss Natasha, you slept with Miss Stella, you can't talk nonsense, if it spreads out, you will kill me!" Narant stopped immediately.

At that time, even the two Boris guys believed it, and Narant felt that if the king and others didn't believe it, they might not be able to.

A trace of sadness flashed in Natasha's eyes when she heard the words that killed me, but the sadness was only fleeting, and then she giggled, "Sir Narrant, I'm just joking with you!"

"You can't joke around, Natasha!" But Natasha's voice fell, and a female voice came from the direction of the camp entrance.

"Hey, Stella, why are you here again?" Natasha was stunned when she heard the words, and looked curiously at Stella who was coming from outside the camp.

"Natasha, you can come, why can't I, the future emperor, come?" Stella's words tonight were surprisingly sharp, and in an instant, sparks appeared in the eyes of the two girls.

Suddenly, Narant had the urge to hold his forehead, why is it so coincidental every time.

"I've seen Miss Stella!"

"I've seen Miss Stella!"

When Stella came to the table, Narant and Boris stood up and greeted them.

"Yeah!" Stella nodded, and then said to Lina beside her, "Send this sweet melon to Shirley!"

"Yes, miss!"

"Miss Stella, please take a seat!" After Stella finished her instructions, the maid gave another chair, and Narant made a gesture of please.

However, Stella looked at Natasha, and instead of sitting down directly, she rarely smiled slightly, and said to Boris, "Baron Boris, can I ask you a favor!"

"Miss Stella, please say it!" Boris immediately raised his head and saw the smile of the tulip flower, and was asked for help, which was a very rare thing.

"Well, Baron Boris, can you take this seat and give me your seat?"

"" Boris, "Cocoa!"

Eventually, Boris picked up his cutlery and changed positions.

"Thank you Baron Boris!" Stella thanked and immediately sat in Boris's seat.

Immediately, Narant was held between the two women again.

again?

Narant was speechless. In order to prevent the incident that day from happening again, he immediately said tactfully, "Miss, there is not much wine left, so I can't drink as much as I did that day!"

"Giggle! Okay, Sir Narrant!" Natasha laughed immediately, as if Narant's random sentence was a joke.

More importantly, her stalwart chest was even more undulating with her charming smile. Narant, who was sitting beside her, just saw it, and couldn't help swallowing slightly.

Stella was keenly aware of this scene, and she saw her teeth clenched tightly, but the problem is that in terms of unrestrainedness, she really can't compare to Natasha~www.readwn.com~ Besides, it seems that her capital does not have Nata. Sarah's thick.

Stella's eyes flashed, and she suddenly thought of a good idea, "Narant, do you remember what you promised me during the day?"

Narant was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he reacted: "Remember!"

"Well, then the first condition is that you can call me Stella directly in the future. You don't need to call me a lady like you call those unfamiliar people. After all, we are already friends!"

Stella spoke slowly, and said the words unfamiliar and friends with particular emphasis.

"Okay" Narant thought that Stella would let him ignore Natasha, but it seemed that he looked down on Stella.

With such a small request, Narant would naturally not hesitate.

And when Natasha heard the words, her laughter gradually stopped, and she looked at Stella and then at Narant. In the end, she felt quite boring, and she simply restrained her originally charming appearance.

Seriously: "Sir Narant, I came here today to actually do business with you!"

"I heard that Sir Narrant has harvested a large number of top-class warhorses today, is that true?"

Because of the king's personal decision, the captured warhorses were returned to the camp by Nalantra early. After all, the matter has been settled, and other counts have been unable to intervene in the distribution.

"Miss Natasha, you may have heard it wrong. Although these war horses are placed in my camp, they are actually owned by the Earl!" Still have to find an excuse to cover up.

"Sir Narant, my Frank family is not one of those earl families. The principle we uphold is fair trade, so you don't have to hide it from me!"

"These war horses, if you are interested in selling them, our Frank family is very happy to buy them."