36. A grass

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Beside the lake.

The girl sat wet on the grass, her thin skirt clinging tightly to her beautiful figure.

The alcohol was washed away by the lake water and dissipated a lot.

She seemed to be awake gradually, but the pain outside was so obvious in those blue eyes. She stared straight at the silver-haired boy beside her, and no one else looked at it.

The two glanced at night.

"Gaia, look--" She paused. "Besides you, many people are willing to dance with me."

She seemed to be cruel, and she wanted to restore her broken self-esteem, but this kind of talk only made people feel that she was almost utterly sad.

"Beliya, this is your choice."

The teenager sighed softly, "I will send you back."

Prince Carlo stepped aside and stopped participating.

He knew that what the blonde girl needed was not his arms-she was too stubborn. Such intense emotions made her like a precious porcelain that would break at any time. She could crush her bones as long as the owner wanted.

"No, I will go without you."

The girl was upset with her elbow, and the person got up from the grass.

She took two steps forward, and her soft hands and feet seemed to be disobedient, and she fell to the side--

Prince Carlo reached out subconsciously.

But the person next to it is faster.

The silver hair slipped over the back of his hand like a wet fish tail, and when he saw it again, the weak girl was already snuggling in the arms of the young boy.

"Beliya..."

"go away."

The girl pushed him away.

The force she used was so great that she fell to the other side at once, and the sharp stones cut her knees. She seemed to be unaware, reaching out to Prince Carlo "Prince Carlo, can you send me Go back?"

She looks embarrassed

"I drink a little too much."

Prince Carlo stretched out his hand and pulled her up. After reaching out, he glanced down subconsciously.

The silver-haired boy's delicate eyebrows bathed in light moonlight, like a dummy.

No emotions.

"Help me."

The cuffs with gold edges on white were gently ripped off.

Prince Carlo turned his head and embraced her by words.

Liu Yu walked out of the crowd by this force and saw Natasi hurrying and looking at the edge of the crowd.

Natasi looked at her

"Sister Belia..."

"Don't call my sister."

The girl walked coldly.

Natasi's eyes turned red. "I, I didn't mean it..."

"No, you are." The girl stopped. "You know how much I love him. Everyone in the world can invite him, but you can't do it, Natasi."

"why not?"

"You know."

She glanced at her and took her steps again.

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