Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Mary changed to a more sexy posture and leaned on the sofa, her expression was quite natural, as if Qin Yiren was just messing around if she kept asking.

Qin Yiren couldn't keep up with her brain circuit at all.

But Xu Li's bloody head is still fresh in people's memory, so let's just follow Mary's meaning and say: "That's not my real wish, my wish now is to return to him, please send me back."

Mary frowned, and looked at Qin Yiren with dissatisfaction in her eyes, as if her request was so unreasonable that she didn't even bother to answer it.

This attitude is even more weird.

Qin Yiren was worried, not sure what Mary was messing with, but she had to bow her head under the eaves, and she didn't want to directly quarrel with Mary.

Pursing her lips with a complicated expression, she tentatively said, "I am very grateful to Miss Mary for everything you have done for me."

"Really?" Mary raised her eyebrows, with a look of distrust on her face, she pouted and continued to say unhappily, "Little sweetheart, your reaction just now really made me sad."

Qin Yiren looked at her with mentally ill eyes, and apologized according to her meaning: "You sent me here suddenly, and in a way that didn't approve of me, I couldn't accept it for a while."

"Okay, so it's still my fault?"

Mary got up slowly, and waved her hand gracefully: "I'm sorry to have surprised you, you stay here and rest well, I have other things to do, I will see you later."

In such a strange place, the only person Qin Yiren knew was Mary.

Seeing that Mary was really about to leave, she hurriedly said, "Wait..."

while talking.

Qin Yiren stood up from the sofa, wanting to stop Mary from leaving, and knelt down as soon as her toes stepped on the ground, her legs were as weak as noodles and had no strength.

He touched his leg with a surprised expression.

Although I can't exert any strength, fortunately I still have a sense of touch.

It is guessed that the medicine that stunned her before could not be metabolized in the body.

Qin Yiren bit the tip of her tongue to wake herself up, and struggled to speak again: "Mary, I..."

Mary didn't stop, she swayed to the door in her high-heeled shoes, and opened the door in front of her.

Qin Yiren hurriedly looked over.

I saw a young Caucasian man guarding the door, with a giant hideous-looking dog lying at his feet.

Seeing Mary, the dog opened its mouth wide and yawned, wagging its tail and moved close to her feet. The sharp canine teeth made people shudder. It was completely different from the kind of cute puppy we usually see.

"Very good, good boy."

Mary bent down and touched the dog's head, and told the young man in English: "You stay here and entertain our distinguished guests well."

The young man replied respectfully: "I understand, Miss Mary."

Mary smiled and blew him a kiss, and walked out of Qin Yiren's line of sight coquettishly, not knowing where she was going.

Watching the door close.

Qin Yiren took a while, dragging his uncontrollable legs, and moved himself back to the sofa in embarrassment.

Frowning restlessly, she realized that something was wrong with her current situation.

And Mary is also very weird. If Mary doesn't want to say it, it is almost impossible to ask information from Mary.

Fidgeting and hugging the pillow, Qin Yiren remembered the dog's scientific name, which seemed to be Tibetan Mastiff.

It is said that you can fight wolves on the grassland, and it only takes one bite to kill her.

Shocked shiveringly.

Qin Yiren looked at the door, and didn't think that Mary left the Tibetan mastiff here just for display.

Perceive the unspoken threat in it.

She pressed her beating little heart, remembering that Mary called her 'Honored Guest' in front of the young man...

do not care!
Even if Mary really planned to do something to her, if she waited any longer, she would just sit and wait for death, so why not try to see if there is a turnaround!

That being said.

Qin Yiren took a deep breath silently, making himself look less nervous, and greeted him through the door: "Mr. outside, can I invite you in?"

"Okay, miss."

The young man pushed open the door, and the Tibetan mastiff appeared, "May I ask what you need?"

"I'm a bit hungry." Qin Yiren didn't know how to be treated as a distinguished guest, so he added hesitantly: "I prefer black pepper steak, and I also want panna cotta, ah, it would be better if there is tomato salad and strawberry juice gone."

None of the above are luxury requirements.

But it’s better to be meticulous, desserts and drinks are included, if the young people are impatient...

"Okay, I understand." The young man agreed indifferently, and continued to ask: "Do you have any other needs?"

Qin Yiren thought about it.

It seems that this level of request is still within the range that VIPs can enjoy.

After a pause, she spoke again: "I don't know why my legs can't exert strength, can I ask a doctor to help me?"

"Is the situation serious?" The young man led the dog forward and looked at Qin Yiren's legs hidden under the blanket. "If Miss doesn't mind, I can take a look for you."

Qin Yiren stared at the rough-looking Tibetan mastiff, and asked fearfully, "Are you a doctor?"

"I learned some."

After the young man finished speaking, seeing that she seemed to be afraid of dogs, he let go of the rope and pointed to the door: "Lipp, stay at the door and don't come in."

"Wang!"

The Tibetan mastiff stared at Qin Yiren with eyes as big as copper bells, and the saliva dripped on the carpet.

Qin Yiren didn't dare to look away. She didn't remember which magazine she had read about. Animals used their aura to determine the outcome. Whoever looked away first might be attacked.

"Lipe!" The young man frowned, picked up the leash, and pulled the Tibetan mastiff out of the room himself, "Sorry miss, Lipe is very obedient, maybe he is a little wary when he sees strangers."

Qin Yiren had nothing to say, and he couldn't really argue with dogs.

What's more, the intimidation just now may have been intentional by the young man.

thought here.

She forced herself to remain calm, and even showed a slight smile: "It's okay, since you know medicine, please take a look at my legs."

"Ok."

The young man did not close the door, returned to Qin Yiren, lifted the blanket and squeezed the joints on her legs.

Qin Yiren frowned in pain, "Is there a problem?"

"Being conscious means it's not a big problem." The young man withdrew his hand, "Maybe it's because Miss slept for a long time, and her body hasn't recovered. It will be fine in a few hours."

This is euphemistic.

Forcibly ignoring the fact that his companion had stunned Qin Yiren, the conclusion was almost the same as Qin Yiren's own judgment.

Qin Yiren nodded, reluctantly believed his excuse, and continued to ask: "Did I sleep for a long time?"

The young man smiled, "Probably so."

"How many hours exactly? Who sent me here? Is it you who I met in the auditorium?"