Novel: He is the servant of Miss Qianjin, a proud bone, and only in the face of her is he willing to bend down

The city was shrouded in snow, and a plain white sports car galloped in the snow, stopping in front of some villa somewhere.

Dressed in white and covered in a fox coat, the snow-white girl's face was painted with light makeup, but she still couldn't hide the sick and weak beauty.

Gently hooked the hair with his hand, pinned behind the ear, while frowning slightly.

"Miss, here we are."

Put on your hat, lift the hem of your skirt, and bend down to get out of the car.

The man who came to greet her was shocked to see her graceful posture and the cold temperament of her whole body.

The carpet that had been prepared was laid on the snow.

The girl's body is pure and pure to the extreme, noble and elegant.

As she stepped on the carpet and walked into the villa, a teenager who was half a year old on her knees suddenly leaned forward and touched her fox coat.

"Come on, don't get dirty big miss eyes here." The butler scolded, Why don't you take this dirty down? ”

The cold wind struck, the snow fell one after another, and the teenager was wearing only a thin shirt, tattered.

He was slender, his hair was messy, and he was covered in bruises.

This dirty and lowly teenager was in stark contrast to the towering big lady, who appeared as if he had dirty air and polluted the big lady.

The girl frowned, looked at the teenager coldly, ripped off the tie, took off the coat draped on the outside, and casually threw it on the teenager's body.

"Dirty to death."

The cold voice carries a refreshing chill, soft and weak and a little ethereal.

The snow fell overhead, making this icy girl more crystal clear. The crowd only saw that this overly beautiful girl had mercilessly abandoned her priceless coat, because she could not tolerate the slightest bit of dirt.

Lifting the hem of the skirt, he stepped over the teenager.

The teenager felt the warmth and faint fragrance on his body, and the pain and cold that entered his bones were covered by this sudden warmth. When he opened his eyes, he saw a pure white figure passing above his head.

He was trampled by countless people, and only this time he felt the preciousness of human life.

Yan Li put on a new fox coat and looked at the figure of the young man who had fallen motionless in the snow, red lips, light bites, and a little trepidation.

Isn't this man going to die?

The underground mansion was invaded by foreign forces, and the extremely evil demons and evil spirits suppressed in the Curse of Demons all broke through the barrier and poured into the human world to be reborn, lest these naturally evil demons plague the human world, she Yanli was ordered by the Master to come and exorcise the demons.

This body is also named Yan Li, which is the eldest lady of the Yan clan, but she has been weak and sick since childhood, and is not known to outsiders.

Yan Li had only been possessed by this body for a few days, and soon sensed her first mission goal in this world.

The Serpent of the Underworld.

The Snake of the Underworld was originally an ancient great snake, with a noble bloodline, comparable to the Divine Clan

However, after cultivating the human form, he mistakenly entered the Demon Dao, plagued the people, and was killed by the gods for harming the heavens, his body was sealed, and his soul flowed into hell and sealed into the Demon Record, and he was punished by the King of Hades for eternally guarding the Forgotten River to atone for his sins.

The snake of the underworld who escaped into this world and became the poor teenager just now should have forgotten his past and lost all his mana.

However, how to subdue these demons and evil spirits, after all, they have all been reincarnated and reborn.

The Master did not explain the method of subduing the evil spirits, which was really a headache.

"Yan Bai, is this the sister you often hang on your lips?" Don't you want to introduce it to you? The children of the nobles looked at the rumored Miss Yan in amazement.

Cool and noble, out of the mud without staining, people can't help but want to have.

Yan Bai is mixed with fox friends, debauched, but only precious to his sister.

At the moment, a fierce expression appeared, and a dangerous warning was given to everyone present: "You are not worthy." ”

Yes, not worthy.

Not to belittle, but to tell a fact.

Self-aware people know that they don't deserve to be near her, not worthy of touching her, not worthy of coveting her.

Inside the villa, there are banquets, rows of scented candles, expensive red wine, champagne, dreamy colorful neon, drunken men and women, and servants kneeling on the ground with fruit plates to serve.

The extravagance of the upper nobility is like the royal family of ancient times, and the nobility of human life is not worth mentioning here.

The teenager changed into a shirt and vest and came to Yan Li's side with a tray.

The teenager smelled the faint fragrance of ice and snow emanating from her body, sweet as fruit, luscious as red wine.

"Kneel!" The butler kicked the back knee of the teenager, and his hands were tightly holding the tray, and his whole body began to tremble.

The boy has gold under his knees, even if this teenager no longer has the memory of the great snake of the underworld, the dignity of being a man should not be trampled so trampled.

Yan Li understood this truth.

She didn't know how to cast off demons, maybe she killed him?

However, after being killed, the soul will return to the underground mansion, and when she goes to the underground mansion, how will she face the wrath of the snake of the underworld?

headache.

Looking at the teenager kneeling on the tray, Yan Li could only reach out and pick up a grape.

The delicate jade fingers are more crystal clear than the white jade grapes, and the fingertips that cannot see the slightest blood vein are round and make people eager to bite.

The teenager stared dead at the fingertips placed in front of him, and his body trembled violently.

To outsiders, it may seem to be fear, or it may be anger.

But he didn't know that his eyes were slightly red, and his face was full of hidden excitement. A slight gasp is not anger, it is a cry of desire.

Fingertips slowly put the grapes into the mouth, slightly open cherry mouth, jade-like white teeth, juice in the mouth of the sweet, people want to taste fiercely, want to confirm whether it is as sweet and delicious as in front of them.

Yan Li seemed to feel something, looking down at the teenager kneeling next to him, but he was facing the other party, and it was too late to withdraw his gaze.

He knelt straight and looked at her with a blank stare, as if he were looking at a god.

"The second round of the horse racing game begins."

With a shout of joy, the kneeling servants obediently lowered the fruit plate, and then knelt on the ground, waiting like horses to be ridden.

The game of trampling on the dignity of others made the children of the nobles tireless, and they all loved the angry and hateful eyes of these lowly commoners, desperate and dead, like an obedient dead dog to be trampled on.

Including Yan Li's brother Yan Bai, he also rode on the back of the maid next to him without hesitation.

Perhaps, in their world, there is no such thing as right or wrong to do so.

These lowly servants are willing to be trampled on for money, so why should they be distressed by such spineless people?

The butler used a horse whip on the silver tray line, and seemed to hope that she could participate in such a small game to please her mood, while the butler stared at the kneeling, inactive teenager.

Yu Yu threatened: "Rong Nickel." ”

It turned out that his name was Rong Nickel.