Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 925 His Little Sweetheart 26
The man reaches out to him.

The butler took out a silver rectangular metal block from his pocket and handed it over.

Yan Shou motioned him to go out, and then got into another small space in the study.

Several pictures in different directions appeared on the wall, and there was still a layer of unteared film around the display screen, so it could be seen that it was recently purchased.

He looked down at his watch. He wasn't home yet.

Even if there was no figure of her in the picture, his eyes couldn't bear to leave it for a second.

The first time I saw her residence, it was very clean. Both the room and the living room were decorated very warmly, just like the feeling she gave people, very warm.

If you can get her love, it is probably the most beautiful thing in the world.

After a while, the man's eyes moved, and her figure appeared on the screen.

She casually threw the coat on the sofa, walked to the refrigerator, took out a can of soda, poured tons of soda into her stomach, and even burped a little.

Eyebrows stretched.

Then he walked to the sofa, lay down straight, and turned on the TV.

Her eyes were not on the TV at all, she just lay on her back, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Even the dazed look attracted him deeply.

After lying down for a while, she got up and went into the bedroom.

The gauze fell to the ground.

The man's eyes flickered, and he turned his face away like a gentleman.

But another voice from the bottom of his heart urged him to take a look.

Isn't she wearing such a skirt today to seduce|seduce him?

As long as he cooperated, everything on the screen would have already happened.

He managed to convince himself that he lifted it.

The deep eyes stared straight at him.

The raised mass has a tendency to gradually become larger.

After Shen Ronghua turned on the air conditioner, he planned to take off his skirt and take a shower, but today's air conditioner was a bit strong, and after a while, the back of his neck felt chilly.

She didn't think much, and hid in the bathroom with a change of clothes.

Yan Shou stared at the bathroom door and turned up his voice.

The sound of drizzling water came from inside, and the picture seemed to be enlarged in his mind with substance.

Throat a little itchy.

He is still very reasonable, there is no installation in the bathroom to hide the pinhole.

Ah~ This does seem immoral, but so what?

The bathroom door opened, and she came out in her modest pajamas and began to dry her hair.

It was such a daily thing, but he watched it with gusto, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

Watching her dry her hair, finish dinner, and finally take out the incense in the cabinet and light it.

Yan Shou curled his lips, stood up and walked out of the dark room.

The butler's eyelids twitched, "Master, are you going out?"

"You don't need to send anyone to follow me."

Butler: "Yes."

The young master seldom goes out, and most things are handled in the study, even if there is a big problem, someone else will come to the door.

Now, there was a hint of impatience in his steps, and the housekeeper's mood was even more complicated.

He knew where the young master was going.

It is impossible to stop, the only way is to do the finishing work well.

The butler looked at the dark night sky, not knowing what to do.

Since the young master has this kind of meaning for Miss Hua, why didn't he just tell her directly, instead of doing so many small tricks?
He couldn't understand.

Miss Hua, it's not like she really has a fiancé.

It's also his fault that he made a fool of himself in the beginning, allowing a smart person like Miss Hua to concoct a lie to retaliate against him.

The butler let out a long sigh.

It was night, and a man in a neat suit swaggered into a certain neighborhood, found his destination accurately, took the elevator, and finally stopped in front of a door.

The rectangular metal block touched the bottom of the password on the door, "ding ding" twice, and a pair of long legs entered the hall without any scruples.

He walked to the living room with ease, and even turned on the light.

There was an opened can of soda on the coffee table. He picked it up and shook it slightly, along with some more.

The man held it up in front of him, leaned over and smelled it, it smelled like peaches.

He swallowed, took a small sip, and licked his lips. It was really delicious.

Tilt your head and pour it all in.

The drink can't be opened overnight, she will throw it away anyway.

The corners of the man's lips were curved, and the confident expression between his brows seemed to be doing something worthy of praise.

He threw the empty bottle into the trash can casually, and then gently pushed open the bedroom door.

The polished pointed-leather shoes made only a slight movement when the owner walked around intentionally.

Finally stopped by the bed.

There was a smell of chamomile in the bedroom. Yan Shou turned on the night light by the bed, walked to the incense, blew it out, and then took off the suit jacket and hung it on the hanger.

He climbed onto her bed and got into her bed.

Don't worry at all, she will wake up.

Yan Shou leaned his head on her shoulder, and his arms trapped her in his arms extremely domineeringly.

The long and narrow eyelids narrowed slightly, with a satisfied look.

Shen Ronghua didn't sleep peacefully. He always felt heavy on his body, as if he was wrapped around something. He wanted to open his eyes, but couldn't.

The whole person was in a daze, unable to tell whether it was reality or a dream.

When I woke up the next day, I didn't feel the restraint anymore.

She scratched her head wonderingly, got dressed, came out of the bedroom, and when she bent over to pick up the trash bag, her eyes stopped on the can.

Subconsciously, he picked it up and shook it gently, then glanced at the coffee table.

She has a bad habit. Every time she drinks a drink, she will leave some to drink tomorrow.

But the current situation is a bit unusual.

When Shen Ronghua thought of a certain possibility, his face turned pale, and then his cheeks puffed up!
Reminiscent of the feeling of bondage in the half-dream and half-awake last night, she suspected that she was a ghost, and that thing was probably here, and she even drank her drink secretly!
Shen Ronghua is not afraid of that thing, but he doesn't like being stared at by it in the dark.

The thought of being under the same roof as that thing made me feel uncomfortable.

I don't know if it spit in her food.

Thinking hard.

The hair is creepy.

She also drank a third of her drink, how shameless!

She angrily threw the can back, and then went out with a garbage bag.

The driver appears outside the community on time every day.

Shen Ronghua was in a bad mood, and when the dessert was served, he didn't even touch a bite.

The man is keenly aware of her emotions, and he is clear about everything that happened after waking up in the morning.

Miss Hua is not a self-deceiving person.

"Is Miss Hua unhappy?" He asked worriedly.

"Well, there may be unclean things where I live." Shen Ronghua looked serious and had no intention of hiding anything from Yan Shou.

"Dirty things..." He looked at Shen Ronghua half understanding, and carefully guessed: "Is it what I think?"

Shen Ronghua nodded solemnly, "Yes, it's exactly what you think!"

Yan Shou raised his eyebrows, with a smile on his face, "I didn't expect Miss Hua to believe this."

"I know that most people wouldn't believe this kind of thing!"

(End of this chapter)