When the original pure white color of the bra was gradually revealed in the water, the water in the bathtub was dyed with a faint blood color.
The girl didn't care. She completely submerged her body into the water, leaving only her bright but gloomy, extremely beautiful eyes exposed...
"rose."
As if remembering something, she turned towards the door of the bathroom, "What does the woman brought by the man named Zhan Lei look like?"
There was no answer from outside, only rapid, animal-like breathing sounds echoed.
The girl was a little impatient, raised her voice and shouted, "Rose, I'm asking you a question!"
"Yes! Yes! Miss..." The nanny named Rose came back with a difficult response, a little hasty and weak, "She is exactly the same as you, Miss... exactly the same..."
"Exactly the same...?"
The girl sitting in the bath touched her cheek, her eyes darkened, and she fell into deep thought.
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"Where?"
"I'm... I'm..." Xiaoyu suddenly became confused when he heard the deep magnetic male voice, and answered at a loss, "I'm... shopping, alone..."
After saying this, Miss Yan had the urge to slap herself! Why is she talking nonsense? Why is she trying to hide it? Brother Zhan is just a savior and friend. What is she doing now, lowering her voice and running to the corner to answer the phone?
It seems like there is a ghost...
"Pack your luggage," the young master's voice said calmly, "We'll be ready to leave in three hours."
"Let's go?" Yu was confused, "Where to go? I still have a case to handle, so I can't ask for leave. It's really urgent... Otherwise, you can take someone else with you. Anyway, I can't help your career.
It’s not particularly big…”
The young master on the fighter jet over there was suddenly speechless.
"Yan Xiaoyu." The young master called her.
"Alas!" Miss Yu felt very happy at this moment in order to make up for her guilty conscience, "Sir, I'm here, I'm listening."
"Go to the hospital."
"I'm not sick, why should I go to the hospital?"
"Examine your head thoroughly."
"Well……"
Click, the phone has hung up.
It took Miss Yan a long time to realize that Master Tou's behavior was not only doubting whether her head was filled with water or damaged or damaged, but he also indirectly doubted her IQ!
Her IQ index is standard genius, damn!
Yan Xiaoyu hung up the phone, grinned and made a face at the phone screen, walked back to Zhan Lei and said, "Brother Zhan, I have something to do and I can't see you off. I have to go back to the bureau first."
When Zhan Lei saw her anxious look, he didn't say much. He said yes, let her go, and walked toward the military hotel alone.
As soon as Commander Zhan left, Xiaoyu quickly stopped a taxi and went directly to the Criminal Police Brigade to ask for leave from Jiang Fan.
Although Master Tou didn't explicitly tell her where to take her or what to do, if Master Tou started to attack her personally and she still dared to disobey his orders, it meant one thing - her Yan Xiao
Comrade Fish, I'm tired of living.
When she rushed to the criminal police team, filled out the leave application form and handed it to Xiang Jiangfan, and asked to leave her police card, she found that her wallet was missing.
She remembered that she still had her wallet when she paid for it in a taxi, so she guessed that it was left at Miss Jian's house. So after completing the formalities, she boarded the taxi and walked towards the apartment——
Three hours.
She looked at her watch and counted the time with her fingers. Suddenly, she remembered the agreement she had made with Master Tou at this time.
Follow me to do the Nangong Headquarters.
Although she was unwilling in every possible way, was coerced and tricked, and was plotted by the young master, she did agree.
Leaning back in the chair, I thought of the many things he had silently done for her, the time he ran to the village to find himself, and the things he was willing to do in front of your grandfather, which he had never done before and even tried his best to do.
Well done... Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat and his face turned slightly red.
No wonder he was so angry.
How can the meeting with the parents-in-law be replaced by someone else?
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After taking a bath, she changed into clean underwear and wrapped in pure white pajamas. The girl walked out of the bathroom, holding a towel in her hand and combing her wet hair. Her small face was rendered pink by the mist, like a ripe apple.
Tender and bright red, tempting to pick.
"Miss, you've finished washing, I'll help you."
Rose came over, holding the girl's usual massage oil and moisturizer in her hands, knelt down and started applying it on the girl.
Although the woman was still kneeling with an expressionless face, she could faintly feel that Rose was full of admiration for this young and beautiful girl.
The girl didn't answer. She seemed to be used to being served. She stretched out her slender white legs and leaned softly on the sofa, letting the woman apply it carefully on her.
"Rose, throw that black coat away for me..." the girl whispered and reminded.
"But miss, haven't you always liked that coat?" Rose looked up, puzzled.
"...Really?" The girl yawned and replied slowly, "...It's dirty...I don't like dirty things..."
Rose nodded, "Okay, miss."
"...Hmm..." After pondering for a few seconds, the girl lying on the sofa turned her head and changed the subject and asked, "Rose, how does that shirt smell?"
Mentioning that shirt, Rose's dry and dull eyes finally regained some sparkle. She raised her head and said in an excited tone, "Miss...whose smell is that...so fragrant..."
"Pfft..." The girl chuckled, looking cute and cute, "It's from Rosen."
Rose paused, her hands visibly stagnant.
"What's wrong?"
Sensing the difference in her, the girl lowered her face, looking a little unhappy, "Are you sad?"
"No," Rose lowered her head and answered in a lower voice, "Miss...kill him?"
"Yeah," the response was sparse and indifferent, "He is always smart. This time, he killed sixteen people, so I killed him."
(Thank you dear stupid woman for giving me the silent gold medal. Dear, sincerely, I give you the silent gift ^_^! Updates will resume from today. Unless there are special circumstances, three updates per day will be 6,000 words, and five gold medals plus one update. Thank you.
Dear friends who have been silently waiting for the article, from now on I will continue to be a hard-working little Momo, what a group!)