Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 968 His Little Sweetheart 69
"Well, go to bed early tonight and go out early tomorrow." After Yan Shou finished speaking, he pulled Shen Ronghua up to the second floor and pushed her into the bedroom.

Shen Ronghua was stuck in his heart because of the system, so he didn't think too much. After washing up, he hid in the bed and cried for a long time without the slightest response.

So anomalous.

Why is the system suddenly upgraded?
What happened in the end?

Can she return to space?
Will this be her last world?
She quickly dismissed this guess. A long time ago, Ban Jin also upgraded.

It's just that the situation of that upgrade was different from this one.

Shen Ronghua's heart became more and more uncertain, and countless questions piled up together, which brought her endless panic.

She tossed and turned in bed, forcing herself to calm down, not to think too much.

When he closed his eyes, it was pitch black.

It was night, and the evening wind was cooler than usual.

The shiny black leather shoes kicked on the wine-red wooden floor, moving from far to near at an unhurried pace, and pushed open a slightly heavy brown steel door.

"Mr. Yan."

A bodyguard in a black suit knelt down a young boy with one hand.

Seeing Yan Shou, he yelled respectfully, and the next second, the kneeling boy protested, his whole body struggling stubbornly.

The bodyguard pressed his other hand hard on his back without changing his face.

In an instant, the man was lying on the ground.

At the line of sight that is about to touch the ground, there is a pair of black leather shoes that came over at some unknown time. When I lift my eyelids up with effort, I can only see straight suit pants.

Zhang Jianle struggled even harder, but his mouth was strangled by the strip, and he couldn't even control his saliva, let alone make a decent voice.

"Mr. Yan, these are the flowers he is going to give to Miss Hua."

In the corner, a bodyguard holding roses came out, much bigger than the bodyguard pressing Zhang Jianle.

Zhang Jianle glanced away from the corner of his eye, almost peeing in fear.

Yan Shou picked up the red rose, looked at it carefully, and chuckled: "How dare you bring out such an ugly thing to irritate her eyes?"

"Hey~ I'm quite courageous."

As Yan Shou said this, he threw the bouquet towards Zhang Jiangle. The thorny flower pole scratched Zhang Jiangle's cheek, and the stinging sensation made him wince.

Xu Shi, Zhang Jianle, who was trapped, was really boring.

Yan Shou motioned to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard knelt down, pulled open the cloth belt, and loosened his grip on Zhang Jiangle.

However, after such a long time of tossing, Zhang Jianle has no strength. Although his mouth is free, it is only the most important thing to breathe at this moment.

After slowing down for a while, I finally got over it.

"Mr. Yan, what do you want to do!" Yan Shou looked down on Zhang Jianle's aggressive appearance.

He looked down at Zhang Jianle condescendingly, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "Why are you so nervous? I just want to reason with you."

No one would use such a gesture to reason with others.

Zhang Jianle didn't dare to look at Yan Shou's expression, he always felt that there was a hint of teasing in the other party's words.

Young and energetic, he should have loudly reprimanded and accused him of what he wanted to do, but now in such a small space, it's all the other party's people!
Naturally, Zhang Jianle couldn't be so stupid as to confront the tough.

"What do you want to say, Mr. Yan?"

Yan Shou: "Which hand sent the message?"

Zhang Jianle was surprised, "You know?"

Yan Shou raised his eyebrows, and the bodyguard understood.

(End of this chapter)