chase game

"Awwhhhh!" In the dead of night, MOKA was having fun in the corridor, wanting to sleep with his master.

"No!" Philip and Cheng Xia dragged it together.

"Woooooooooooo." Moka wagged his tail desperately.

"Believe me, this is all for your own good, so as not to become Simba's food for no reason." Philip tugged and tugged, and rolled into his bedroom with the big dog.

"You will be in charge of watching MOKA tonight." Cheng Xia patted him on the shoulder, reaching a friendly agreement.

"It's a really difficult task." Philip clutched his chest.

"Good night." Cheng Xia yawned and walked back. When he passed Mr. Augustine's room, he just heard a cry of pain from inside—the voice of his cousin.

……

The little groundhog covered his ears and entered his bedroom without squinting.

Augustine picked up the phone by the bedside.

"It's okay." Ye Fengwu frowned and covered her eyes, "I just poked it accidentally, it will be fine after a while."

"Are you sure?" Augustine pulled the man back into his arms.

"Hmm...maybe you can play the pirate captain?" Ye Fengwu took off her hand and opened it carefully, "It's all right."

"You have the most beautiful pair of eyes in the world." Augustine helped him wipe away his tears, bowed his head and kissed him.

"So you want to hide it?" Ye Fengwu straddled his lap.

"If possible." Augustine looked at him, "I want to hide you in the castle."

"Sounds a bit perverted." Ye Fengwu rested his chin on his shoulder and yawned lazily.

Augustine laughed and patted him on the back: "Good night."

The long-distance flight of more than ten hours, plus several hours of meetings, everyone is very tired—except for Philip, who has always been energetic, especially in the face of Augustine's emotional gossip, he can work continuously for 72 Hours.

"There is no sound at all." Philip squatted in the corridor, looking at MOKA with very disappointed eyes, "I even prepared some aromatherapy essential oils with some wonderful effects."

The big dog ate beef jerky and didn't want to talk to him at all.

Philip propped his cheeks, this was the first night after returning to the castle, shouldn't it be very hot?I even helped him postpone the meeting arrangement for tomorrow morning!

After eating the beef jerky, MOKA grabbed his sleeve and dragged him majestically all the way back to the bedroom.

The castle is very quiet at night, and it seems that the sound of dew condensation can be heard.Although he has lived here for many years, Augustine felt that this was the most peaceful night he had ever experienced.

Not only the environment, but also the heart.

The morning sun shone through the window, and his face was slightly itchy.The corner of Augustine's mouth curled, and he held his wrist and pressed him on the bed.

Ye Fengwu smiled and avoided him: "You pretend to be asleep."

Augustine ran his fingers through his hair and pressed a kiss on the forehead: "Good morning, Cookie."

There is a vague fragrance of essential oils and flowers in the room, which is as relaxing as the morning light.Ye Fengwu lay on his chest: "Are you going to continue the meeting?"

"There is still an hour." Augustine pinched his chin, "Good morning kiss."

Ye Fengwu shook her head, playing a childish prank.

Augustine stroked his face gently with his fingers, and finally stopped on his lips.Ye Fengwu took advantage of the situation, swept the tip of her tongue over the rough fingertips, and then bit it gently.

The butler stood at the end of the corridor with a tray, and looked at the two people who were squatting at Mr. Augustine's door and eavesdropping with very complicated emotions and eyes.

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"But they obviously started last night." Cheng Xia was very shocked.

"It's not surprising at all, the other party is Augustine." Philip patted him on the shoulder, and called Augustine's assistant by the way—it's not enough to postpone the meeting for an hour. Now it seems that the whole day's work should be cancelled. .

The delicate kisses were soft and warm, and Augustine was very gentle and patient this time: "Close your eyes."

Ye Fengwu's eyelashes trembled a little.

The scorching kiss was imprinted from the shoulder to the lower abdomen, leaving a series of imprints, but there was no intention of stopping there.

Ye Fengwu frowned, breathing more and more quickly.

Passionate, a moment later, Augustine leaned forward to wrap his earlobe in his mouth, and said in a damp, hoarse voice, "It's as sweet as your taste."

Ye Fengwu slid her hands over her strong waist, and gave herself out without reservation. In the warm and strong embrace of the other party, she enjoyed the pain of being invaded, the pleasure of being pampered, and the peace of mind of being protected.

The first night back at the castle was quiet, but the first morning was wild.

The big bed was in a mess, and Augustine was holding a glass of water, feeding him little by little.

"Are you going to a meeting?" Ye Fengwu coughed and asked.

"You seem to care more about my work than anyone else." Augustine chuckled, put the empty glass back on the bed, and reached out to pat him on the back.

"Because you said in the interview that you don't like being interrupted by accidents." Ye Fengwu closed her eyes tiredly, as if she was talking in her sleep.

"But you." Augustine hugged him into his arms, "Do you want to eat something first?"

Night Breeze Dance shook her head.

Augustine caressed his bare back with his palm, his eyes were gentle.

The day passed quickly, and when Ye Fengwu woke up, the sky had already darkened again.The butler politely brought dinner, all of which were light and delicious Chinese flavors, and said that Mr. Augustine was in a meeting and would end in four hours.

"Four hours?" Ye Fengwu glanced at the clock on the wall.

"There are a lot of things that are waiting for Mr. Augustine to deal with when he comes back." The butler replied.

"Can I borrow the kitchen?" Ye Fengwu asked.

"Of course." The butler nodded, then hesitated, "Do these meals not meet your taste?"

"No." Ye Fengwu smiled and shook her head, "I just want to cook for... MOKA."

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Four hours later, Augustine found the kitchen himself.

Night Breeze Dance was squatting in the yard, feeding the big dog a grinder stick.

"Why don't you take a good rest?" Augustine was displeased.

"Aww!" Moka immediately protected his master with great vigilance, so as not to be taken away again.

"You didn't have a good rest either." Night Breeze Dance fed it the last bit of jerky in her hand, then stood up and clapped her hands.

Augustine looked at the stupid dog without saying a word.

"Come here." Ye Fengwu took his hand and walked towards the kitchen.

"I'm not interested in cooking dog food." Augustine resisted with the gesture of a king.

Ye Fengwu handed him the plate: "Your favorite lamb chops, as well as fried fish and salad."

Augustine paused: "The butler said that you borrowed the kitchen to cook dinner for MOKA."

"Give it back to me." Ye Fengwu stretched out her hand, "Feed it to MOKA."

Augustine refused: "Then I'll feed Simba with MOKA."

Night Breeze Dance looked at him and smiled.

There is a small table in the kitchen, just enough for two people.Ye Fengwu propped her cheeks to watch him eat, with a faint smile in her eyes.

The castle garden is very large, and there will be stars reflected in the stream at night.After dinner, Augustine held his hand and sat on the roof looking into the distance together.

"It's like a pair of innocent high school students in love." Philip burst into tears, "I seem to see my 16-year-old."

"Shut up." Cheng Xia combed MOKA's hair.

"Oh! love!" Philip said with emotion.

MOKA turned and aimed his butt at him.

The life in the castle was sweet and peaceful. A week later, Ye Fengwu received a call from Ross: "I heard that you have returned to Milan?"

"Sorry, I didn't tell you in time." Ye Fengwu rubbed the big dog beside him, "Would you like to be a guest?"

"It's not a guest, but an adventure." Rose's voice sounded a little excited, "We're going to hike Mount Kenming for half a month. Do you want to join us?"

"Snow mountain again?" Ye Fengwu lazily leaned back on the recliner.

"But this time they are all professionals, and the situation you encountered in Sweden last time will definitely not happen." Los said, "If you want, I will come to Milan the day after tomorrow."

"If it only takes half a month," Ye Fengwu glanced at the calendar, "it can be considered."

"Then see you in two days." Ross was very refreshing.After hanging up the phone, Ye Fengwu went all the way to the study and knocked on the door.

"I thought you were taking a nap." Augustine put down the document in his hand, smiled and reached out to him.

"There is something to discuss." Ye Fengwu sat on the desk in front of him.

"What's the matter?" Augustine held his hand, "If you want to sell Philip, you don't need to ask for my consent in advance, and the same is true for MOKA."

The younger brother and the big dog sneezed at the same time.

"I want to go to Kenming Mountain." Ye Fengwu said.

"Mt. Kenming?" Augustine was a little surprised, "I haven't heard of it before."

"Loss just invited me to go hiking." Ye Fengwu put his hands on his shoulders.

"Aren't you going with me?" Augustine was immediately displeased.

Ye Fengwu wanted to laugh, so she bit her lower lip and nodded.

"No." Augustine grabbed him by the waist, hugged him to his lap, and entered "Ken Mingshan" in the computer search box. There were only a few thousand related pages, but most of the titles were "Strange Disappearance". "Extremely cold", "signal failure" and "falling off a cliff to death" are very horrifying.

Cough, Ye Fengwu looked at him calmly.

"You can go." Augustine closed the computer, "But you have to wait until I develop this place into a scenic spot, pave the road and build a hotel, and then you can go with the bodyguards."

Ye Fengwu couldn't laugh or cry.

"Is there anything else?" Augustine asked.

"Loss will arrive in Milan the day after tomorrow." Ye Fengwu replied, "So I will probably move back to my apartment for a few days."

"I'll discuss it with him personally." Augustine picked up the phone.

Night Breeze Dance: "..."

"Mr. Augustine?" Ross was surprised when he received the call. He checked the phone number again and again, and it seemed that he was indeed not a scammer.

But for no reason, why do you suddenly have to "talk" to yourself?