In the office of the Governor of District 11, Bo Yu is processing this document quickly, and next to him are people from the pure-blood faction who are constantly sending the information in and taking it out. Next to Bo Yu is Veretta, who is Help my husband review some small documents

"Lord Earl is really amazing, he corrects documents very quickly."

"The same goes for Lady Veretta, but be careful not to let others know what is going on in the house. Once others discover the relationship between Veretta and the Earl, they might guess that the Earl is His Highness the Seventh Prince."

"Jeremiah, inform those idiot civil servants to hurry up and get everything done. If Cornelia accuses me of slacking off, I will skin them!"

"yes!"

After three hours of intense work, Bo Yu finally finished everything. And Veretta beside him was extremely tired. It is true that his physical fitness is not comparable to that of ordinary people, and he feels tired even after this. Well, Veretta is just a little stronger than ordinary people and must be worse off than herself.

Looking at the cold coffee next to his wife, Bo Yu poured her a new cup of hot coffee and then began to rub her head and Shoulder

"Sorry, I need you to help me sort it out here. You must be exhausted."

And Veretta is enjoying her lover's massage and relaxing her body.

"It's okay, this is what I should do. But I never expected that we would be together like this"

"Yes, you once planned to climb up by joining my personal guard. Do you still need it now?"

"Please don't make fun of me. I must have been ugly then, right?"

Hearing Weiletta's self-deprecating words, Bo Yu rubbed her hair and hugged her from behind.

"Fool, isn't that what people are like? Climbing up is a normal thought that everyone has. Now you have reached the top"

"Yes, I have already involved myself in it. Who can think of what will happen next?"

"Once you come in, don't even think about running away. You belong to me."

"Yes, yes, I am your wife, okay, husband."

The two people who were frantically showing off their affection at this time didn't know that there was a group of sweaty pure-blood members outside the door.

"What to do, Sir Jeremiah, the Governor's plane is arriving soon!"

"I don’t know either. If I go in now, I will either die of sweetness or be beaten by the angry earl. Who dares to die?"

"Draw lots?"

"Well, let's draw lots according to the habits of people in District 11."

Just when the pure-blood faction was about to draw lots, a civil servant suddenly ran over and started to curse.

"What are you guys doing? Hurry up and ask the earl to come together and see how to arrange the banquet."

Hearing the words of this civil servant, unscrupulous smiles appeared on all the faces of the pure-blood faction members. They heard a loud bang and the door was kicked open. At the same time, even with the mask on, it could be seen that Bo Yu was in a bad mood. He said with a dark face:"Who was making such a fuss just now?"

Swish, swish, all the hands pointed at the civil servant who had just come over. At this time, the civil servant knew that he seemed to be in big trouble.

"Very good, very brave. How dare you disturb my rest?"

"No, lord count, I am not, I have not."

But Bo Yu, who was furious at this time, would listen to him, grab him and beat him up. For such an idiot with no eyesight, Bo Yu said that I won't beat you until your mother can't recognize you and me. I'm sorry for my two titles

"I'm taking a break." bump

"Are you actually here to disturb me?" bump

"If you idiots hadn't done a good job, there would be no need for me to suffer here." bump

"Me, what do I want to say? Forget it, let’s fight first."

After fighting for nearly twenty minutes, Bo Yu finally stopped. At this time, the civil servant had fainted with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"Yep, I really can’t help but beat him. I didn't take him to the infirmary, he wouldn't have died if I didn't do anything cruel."

No! You've been cruel enough!

Looking at the half-dead civil servants on the ground, the others all complained about this in their hearts.

"Okay, let's go prepare the banquet-related matters."

At this time, Veretta also came out, not even looking at the civil servant who was beaten into a pig's head. After all, the communication between her and her husband was disturbed, so it's good that she didn't beat him together.

"Come on, Lord Count, I'll go and help too."

"Well, let's go, Lady Veretta, but if you're too tired, just rest."

"It's fine."

As for the two people's behavior of openly showing off flash bombs again, the purebloods can only complain in their hearts. There are no outsiders here, so you two should stop acting. We are a bunch of singles who don't want to eat dog food!

So in addition to The two civil servants who had to carry the pig-headed civil servants to the infirmary were left outside. The others followed the two people away while complaining crazily in their hearts. Only a few teeth and a few drops of blood on the ground seemed to be indicting the tragedy that had just happened. thing.

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