Chapter 1142 Uncle, You Are Very Old

After leaving the room, An Xia walked straight out of the cabin and walked towards the stern of the ship.

Before he could walk out of the second floor, he bumped into Earl Venthyr who was walking towards him.

An Xia: "..."

Why didn't I realize that Venthyr is a dog?

Wherever she went, he followed her.

Without giving Venthyr a chance to talk to herself, An Xia turned around directly.

There are several exits to the first floor, at worst, she will take a detour.

An Xia, who didn't want to have any contact with the Imperial Realm for the time being, really didn't have the slightest intention to talk to Wenthyr right now.

But Venthyr does.

He came here on purpose to block people.

"His Royal Highness, beautiful and honorable, we meet again."

An Xia walked fast, and Venthyr caught up with him in strides.

The handsome and impeccable Earl, at this moment, didn't care about his identity at all. He followed An Xia closely, maintaining his elegance and nobility.

An Xia didn't want to talk to him.

Deep down, I wanted to throw him directly into the sea.

"His Royal Highness, there is a saying in Xia Kingdom, 'Once born, second time acquaintance'! Now that this is the second time we have met, are we already acquaintances?"

The words are relaxed and casual, just like an unexpected encounter with an old friend, without the slightest meaning of life.

An Xia remained expressionless and refused to communicate.

Why didn't she find that Venthyr was so talkative and knew how to strike up a conversation before?

In the past five years, this guy's mood is uncertain, and his awkward and grumpy temperament will also change?

It's just this huge contrast that made her want to beat him up.

Beat him to death like before.

While beating, he asked, "Are you convinced? Are you convinced?"

At that time, the most difficult thing for Venthyr to accept was that he was beaten by her again and again.

Even though his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he stared at those clear and beautiful blue eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "I don't accept it!"

The end of dissatisfaction is to continue to be beaten.

When his life was dying, he had to bow the noble heads of their Venthyr nobles and say, "Submit."

Alas, I really miss the days when I beat him up unscrupulously.

Venthyr persevered in following, and never gave up because of An Xia's indifference.

Speaking fluent Xia Guoyu, she continued to speak very elegantly alone, "The party will start soon, can I invite you to sit with me?"

"Your Highness, I have no malicious intentions, please believe me, I really just want to talk to you."

"Of course, if you want, I can talk about some small things about me and my old friend. You and her are really, too much alike, so I really want to talk to you more."

...

An Xia's temples bulged when he heard it.

Was this guy still the Venthyr she knew?

Have you had sex reassignment surgery?

He glanced at Venthyr suspiciously, and there was no politeness in his words, "You take the initiative to strike up a conversation again and again, what is the reason?"

"In our country of Xia, there is also an old saying, 'If you don't have anything to show affection, you can either rape or steal'. Uncle, you must have heard it."

The last sentence of "uncle" directly made the elegant Venthyr smile stiffly.

uncle?

uncle?

He's an uncle again?

Is he old?

Exhale!

Exhale!

Exhale again!

Looking at the young and familiar face in front of him, Venthyr, after deeply exhaling a few mouthfuls of hot turbid air, proved himself to be clear that he was not an "uncle".

He said, "I want to be twenty-nine years old this year, and there is still a little distance from uncle."

An Xia sneered, "Uncle, I am only eighteen years old this year, and you are eleven years older than me. You are not an uncle, who is an uncle?"

Heartbroken.

Venthyr could hardly hold back his demeanor.