Chapter 271 Eric vs. Serra (Extra 7)

People on the street looked at the beautiful Miss Serra sitting in Eric's arms. The handsome man and the beautiful woman were very eye-catching, and everyone expressed surprise.

Eric didn't like the way they looked at Sierra, as if they were looking at a cheating mistress.

He took out the cowboy hat that he rarely wore from the bag on the horse, pressed it on Sierra's head, and said softly: "I will clarify tomorrow that I have nothing to do with Miss Anash."

Sera didn't care at all. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a pictorial posted on the wall and said curiously: "There is a freak show recently."

Eric took a look at the poster and tightened the reins, "Are you going?"

Sera nodded, "Probably, my sister might be very interested."

"Can you not go?" When he asked this, he lacked confidence and threw out a bigger temptation, "I can take you to see something else, something better than a freak show."

"What is it?"

"Can't say now."

Sera's appetite was successfully whetted, and she nodded with a smile, "Okay, I'll wait."

Eric took her on horseback to the top of a mountain before sunset, where she could enjoy the beautiful view of the entire town of Wally surrounded by mountains, and the orange-red light was dazzling and spectacular.

Sierra's eyes were filled with the beautiful sunset, and she said with a smile: "It's very beautiful."

Eric kept looking down at her profile, his heart pounding, "Is this considered a date?"

She nodded and kissed him on the cheek, "Why doesn't it count?"

Eric's cheeks turned red instantly, his eyes trembled slightly, and he hurriedly bent over to spread the picnic cloth and food he had brought.

When the last trace of the setting sun disappeared into the dusk and the sky darkened, Sierra sat down on the picnic cloth to eat with him. This feeling was novel and familiar, as if she had done it many times before.

She licked her lips and watched him carefully spread strawberry jam on the bread before handing it over, and then asked, "Did you fall in love with me at first sight? Eric."

He blushed, "I fell in love with you the first time I saw you at the manor. I have been waiting for your arrival."

Similar words were said last night. Sierra pointed to her face, "Just because I look good?"

Eric stared into her eyes, his deep brows showing seriousness, "Because of your soul, I know that you are different, different from everyone else in this world."

Sierra was stunned, a little embarrassed by his ingenious confession, "We only met a few times."

"So let's meet more in the future. You can get to know me better, and I will fulfill all your wishes." Eric touched her face gently, "I want to be with you."

Sera ate half of the bread and put aside what she couldn't chew. He took a few bites and finished it.

She pursed her lower lip, leaned over, and sat with her back leaning against his broad chest.

What's amazing is that she really doesn't doubt that he will lie to her. She thinks everything he says is sincere, and so is the indelible love in his eyes, without any lies.

The mountain forest was a bit cold at night, and fireflies flickered around. Eric specially chose a place where there were many small bugs, grabbed one in his palm, and stretched out his hand to the girl next to him, "Send it to you. "

Sierra stretched out her hand to take it, watching the green light fly out from her fingertips again, the corners of her lips raised.

She took the thin blanket next to her, draped it over the two of them, and nestled into his arms, "I want to sleep."

Eric crossed his legs and hugged the person into his lap. His arms and chest wrapped the person airtightly, "You won't be cold if you sleep."

His body temperature was enough to dispel any chill. Sierra put her palms on his chest and closed her eyes, "I'm very happy today, good night Eric."

Eric, who was leaning against a big tree, lowered his head and kissed her hair, "Good night."

Near midnight, a wolf howled suddenly in the forest, alternating one after another, as if conveying a signal.

Sierra shuddered and woke up with a fright.

She curled up in the warm embrace, and the clear howling of wolves seemed to be in her ears. She tightened the clothes on Eric's chest and asked uneasily: "Isn't it unsafe?"

Eric frowned and pressed her into his arms. After listening carefully to the conversation of his companions, he lowered his voice to comfort her, "It's okay. They won't disturb us. You can continue to sleep."

Sera rubbed his chest, grunted, and quickly fell asleep again.

She knew something must have happened among the wolves, but it probably had nothing to do with her.

Eric took a corner of the blanket and wrapped it around her. He glanced behind a cedar tree and saw a huge brown horse walking over with a pair of bright green eyes.

"Click."

The wolf's claws broke a branch, and Sierra moved uneasily. Eric immediately covered her ears with one hand and whispered dissatisfiedly: "Keep your voice down, don't wake her up."

The giant wolf flicked its tail, growled at him, turned and left.

In the early morning, the fog in the forest was heavy. Sierra was isolated from the wet vapor by a blanket. Eric's hot chest allowed her to have a good sleep.

"Good morning Sierra."

He lowered his head, touched her lips lightly, then stood up with his arms around her as if nothing had happened.

Sera, who looked confused, hadn't noticed anything wrong with what he did, so she leaned softly on his shoulder and rubbed her eyes, "Good morning."

Eric used his fingers to help her smooth the long, messy hair on her back, and then lifted up a strand of her temple hair and hung it behind her ear, "Let's go down the mountain to have breakfast."

"Yeah." She was carried on the horse, a hat was placed on her head to cover half of her face, and her whole body was loose against him.

The black horse slowly carried the two of them down the mountain. Not long after they set foot on the artificially opened mountain road, the two met several police officers riding up halfway up the mountain.

This also raised a cordon.

"This man died so tragically, all his limbs were removed."

"It's the little hunter from the animal skin shop at the foot of the mountain."

"well"

Sierra was about to take off her hat to see what happened. Eric pressed her head with one hand to prevent her from looking at the bloody body on the ground. "There's nothing to see, Sierra. If you weren't with me recently, , just stay at home and don’t go out to play.”

Sierra's sight was obscured by the brim of her hat, and she tugged at his fingers uncomfortably, "What's going on? What happened? I heard them saying it was a dead person."

"Hey Eric, wait."

A constable stopped their horses, and Eric was forced to answer why the body was there.

"I don't know anything. I just brought the girl here for a date. I just planned to send her down the mountain this morning."

Sera's long hair covered most of her face like a curtain, and her petite face was still a little blurry in the mountain mist.

The police officer glanced at the two of them with ambiguous eyes, and then said: "Okay, you guys should go down the mountain as soon as possible. There may be a perverted murderer who lets blood. Don't come up again soon."