Sofia rushed to Kresev with some conscience and roared angrily.

Her delicate and beautiful face was flushed, and her towering chest was rising and falling.

Seeing this, Kresev moved his mind slightly, reached out to hold Sophia's hand, and looked at her gently with blue eyes, saying, "Dear cousin, you must understand that not everyone in this world has the beauty and wisdom of you..."

"Bang!"

Sofia knocked Kresev's hand off, and she stood up straight, looked down at Kresev, and said contemptuously: "Do you think of me as those brainless noble ladies in Petersburg?"

Kreshev was not embarrassed, and smiled and said, "Of course not, but cousin, Jia has his own plans. As far as I guess, he just wanted to do it perfectly... I passed some information to him, he would definitely come. He has no reason not to come, right?

Maybe, he is already here now!

As long as he gets here, the war will end..."

"boom!"

Before Kreshev finished speaking, a cry of killing came from a short distance outside...
Chapter completed!