Novel is Not Continuous

Chapter 08 - 2nd Floor (Team Member 1)

Rose is a family known by the term model: they love the best clothes, stylish shoes and do not forget about expensive jewelry.they have a perfect body, they have a beautiful, both men and women are children who are very good at judging people by their clothes.

But to fight, they used whips made from the scales of serrated dragons and one of the famous ones was, the dragon fouet electrique (electric dragon whip) owned by the leader of the Rose family.

The family symbol is also a red rose: Red symbolizes love and romance. Believe me, red roses are a symbol of true love, so it is not wrong if the Rose family has many things that smell tempting.

une Rose, "I will write my name, but with my one dear"

Marco, "troublesome,"

"I want him," une rose pointed at Anly, "will you accompany me tonight?"

Anly started to panic: don't think dirty, janagan. You are actually an Anly woman, if you sleep with the same gender it does not matter, but now that I am disguised as a man, what would people think if I did that ?! especially Marco.

Marco, "no"

Une Rose, "what?"

"I didn't expect," Marco chuckled, "a woman like you likes to tease men and I see firsthand the true attitude of the Rose family."

"You" rose up, "how dare you say that to me, you yourself are an outcast, at least I'm not like you"

CRING !!

A knife emerged from Marco's pocket, landing on Une Rose's neck, "say one more word"

Anly, "Marco, let's talk about another opportunity"

Marco gave une rose a cold face that made him tremble: The Asensio family cannot be underestimated, if not for him I could be the next victim.

Marco sat down again after saving his knife.

Anly, "Miss une rose, is there another deal we can make? Like ..."

"I know," Une Rose got the idea, "You're going to be my model and I'm going to show her picture, how?"

Marco sighed, "So you want Anly to be your model and take a photo? No job at all"

une rose was upset, "shut up! you don't know about model life, so how do you agree?"

Anly smiled, "I agree"

"Musicien (musician), take my shirt," orders Une Rose

musicien, "I'm busy, order the trash"

"Dormir (sleep) quickly grab my shirt, you can even sleep here"

dormir yawning, "HUAHEM"

"Instead, sleep again, hey wake up!"

Anly, "are they both from Francis?"

"Yes, we're from Francis"

"my name is musicien, I have expertise in music" musicien pointed to a man by the window, "dormir: his job is just sleep"

Marco, "they belong to the Rose family but are not of real blood, so their last names are not used"

Anly was even interested in musicien: this very beautiful black haired woman was even prettier than une rose, I was sure her ability had something to do with the way she played music, I became curious about her strength.

and the one who sleeps in the chair, isn't the one who opens the door? it turns out that he does have a pale face.

une rose: well I've prepared it "une rose gives clothes," please wear "

10 Minutes later

Anly was exhausted, "I have three more people"

"You push yourself too much" Marco said fiercely, "you not only bet to be that woman's model but also challenge the musician to play music and sleep in a strange way."

Anly, "that's the only way to wake up a sleeping person" Anly cleared her throat, "looking at her and not turning away from her is the best way"

Marco sighed, 'If I were you, I'd splash it with hot water or make his ears come off'

"That's too cruel, Marco," Anly pointed to the paper, "look, the proof is I have three additional names."

Marco, "three additional names? So, you have all three again?"

"What are you doing?" Anly asked confusedly.

Marco tried to take the name paper, "show me"

"I don't want to," Anly folded it and put it in her pocket, "no one can see the contents of this list of names"

"That's troublesome," Marco sighed, "so you've written someone special in it?"

"Of course" Anly Terseyum.

Marco watches Anly: why does your smile make me want to hug you. Ahh which men hug the same sex, usually done by women when they meet. You're a sweet man, Anly.

"Alright, the goal is now on the 4th floor" Anly excited, "let's do it"

Marco recalled, "Do we not have to climb the stairs? It's coming here"

"ohya," Anly limp.

"Anly," Marco rubbed Anly's head, "it's not good to complain, something small is dangerous for you later"

Anly blushed: too close, it looks like Marco is taller than me, I just realized.

"Why is your face flushed" asked Marco

"It's okay, just hot."