My love game is too abstract.

Chapter 217 Let me help you

"Huh? You help? How are you going to help?"

"Don't worry, I've also heard about how to deal with this situation. I'm sure it can be handled!" Selena said confidently.

"A way? What way?"

Serena calmed her breath and said to him seriously:
"massage."

"massage?"

"Yeah, it's just a massage to create atmosphere, the effect is just that short-lived."

Yaluo looked at Serena with a serious expression, as if what she had just said was just some method to treat colds.

"Would you like to hear what you are saying?"

He was actually a little angry at himself and laughed.

After laughing twice, his temper flared up:

"You think a massage would be enough to fix this situation?"

"I said I'm here to help you!" Selina said shyly.
She turned her head away with a blush on her face: "Since it's my fault, I will definitely take responsibility to the end."

She slowly stepped forward, took his hand, pursed her lips, and whispered softly, as if she had realized something:

"Go back, go home."

“But I’m running out of time now.”

Yaluo glanced at his watch. There was less than an hour left before the show started, and he had also made an appointment with Zeshia to have dinner in the meantime.

And the reservation was made at a high-end restaurant.

The kind that costs two or three gold coins for a meal.

"Ah? Where are you going?" Selena was completely surprised.

"Anyway, I don't have much time now." Ya Luo said.

"Now?"

Serena was stunned. They were now in the wilderness, quiet and deserted. In such a place...
What a joke!
"Selena, this is your fault. You said you would take responsibility!" Yaluo's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"You, but I can't either," Selina said with a blushing face.

"You'd better make a decision quickly." Yaluo said hatefully.

"I know, I know!"

Selena took a deep breath. Seeing Yaluo's current state, she couldn't bear it. After all, it was her fault that he became like this.

In the silent night, only the chirping of insects and the rustling sound of fallen leaves can be heard.

Yaluo leaned against a big tree, and Serena stayed close to him.

She first waved her hand and cast a natural growth spell, and the surrounding trees twisted and turned to form a shield.

"Then, I'll start."

Serena whispered in his ear in the darkness.

"I don't know what to do. If, if it's not right, just tell me."

She suddenly remembered what her mother once told her:
"Serena, if you dare to drift in grandma's wheelchair again, I'll put you in the doghouse tomorrow!"

Selina closed her eyes and said with great guilt in her heart:
"I'm sorry, Mom, Dad, and Grandma. I really caused you trouble when I was a child."

Inside the manor, Ji Xiaofei searched the cupboard for a long time, but only found a carrot.

“Well, this is the only thing I can eat.”

He wiped the dust off with his hand and took a bite.

“It doesn’t taste very good.”

"Huh? Xiao Ji, why are you eating carrots raw?" Peach Fox walked over and said.

"This is the only thing we can eat. Serena told me before that carrots can be eaten raw."

"That won't taste good. How about I teach you a way to make it even more delicious?"

"What is it?"

“Fresh-squeezed carrot juice!”

. . .

In the elegant restaurant, the melodious sound of the violin is like water, accompanied by the rise and fall of silver knives and forks on the plates.

Zeshia sat by the window. All the tables around her were cleared. The restaurant did this to accommodate her status, but now it made her feel lonely.

The slender fingers pinched the handle of the knife and tapped it on the edge of the white porcelain plate, making a tinkling sound.

With one hand resting on the dining table, supporting her cheek, she continued this bored behavior with the other hand.

She had been doing this boring thing for an hour.

Yaluo booked this restaurant tonight. After dining together in a romantic atmosphere, we can go and enjoy a stage play.

But a guy who didn't keep his promise hasn't come yet.

Silver Dragon was a little angry.

Looking at the angry Dragonborn Lord, the lobby manager hesitated for a long time, but finally stepped forward tremblingly and said in the gentlest tone:
"This distinguished guest"

"roll!"

Before he could finish, he was scared away by a low growl.

Zeshia continued with the same action.

The ding-ding sound continued for a moment, and she suddenly grabbed the knife and stabbed it into the table.

Half of the blade of the knife, which had endured her anger, was embedded in the high-end red sandalwood dining table, and the part outside was buzzing and vibrating.

"This guy actually dared to stand me up."

Zeshia bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, her face gloomy.

"You'd better give a reasonable explanation later, otherwise..."

She gritted her teeth and said this, her pretty face showing anger, coldness, and a bit of grievance.

Serena coughed, tears in her eyes:

"Okay, I already have."

"It's not enough." Yaluo said.

"what?"

A look of fear appeared on Serena's pretty face.

(End of this chapter)