chase game

"Believe me, learning to shoot a gun is no more difficult than learning to surf and bungee jump." Augustine took him to the shooting range. "I would like you to stay in the castle all the time, but it is obviously unrealistic."

James wisely left, leaving space for the two of them.

"Maybe you can protect me in the future." After holding his hand and firing the first shot, Augustine surrounded the man from behind, "Huh?"

"This reason is acceptable." Ye Fengwu loaded the gun and fired a second shot himself.

"The talent is good." Augustine praised and continued to practice with him.

When the two returned to the exhibition hall, they saw that James was exchanging views on guns with Mr. Leon. Both of them looked very happy, and even a little bit excited.

"Where did you go just now?" Philip lowered his voice and looked at Augustine with hatred. How could he disappear at such a time? !

"Go hunting together? Of course there is no problem." Not far away, Mr. Leon laughed generously.

"It only took 10 minutes, and they are familiar as if they have known each other for hundreds of years." Philip spread his hands, "It should be difficult for you to get into the topic now, so do you need to feed Simba with James?"

Augustine: "..."

Apparently, the trip to the gun museum ended up not fostering Augustine's relationship with his father-in-law, but making James and Mr. Leon friends.

In this regard, Mrs. Kate expressed her expectation.

"I suddenly remembered something else." Ye Fengwu turned and walked out.

"Sit down!" Mrs. Kate patted the chair. "Or I'll tell Mr. Augustine that you wet the bed until you were six and nearly burned the whole house down trying to dry the sheets in the fireplace."

Ye Fengwu had no choice but to sit back again.

"Maybe I can give you useful advice." Mrs. Kate handed him a glass of orange juice, "Try it, the lovely little sweet orange flavor."

Ye Fengwu raised her hands in surrender: "We are fine now."

"Really good?" Mrs. Kate looked at him with scrutiny.

Night Breeze Dance nodded.

"Perfect sex doesn't mean everything is perfect, unless you only want a one-night stand." Mrs. Kate spoke as someone who had experienced it.

Night Breeze Dance: "..."

"Sometimes in love, you can be more active." Mrs. Kate patted him on the shoulder.

"Can I go?" Ye Fengwu was helpless.

"No." Mrs. Kate shook her head and asked, "Is it okay to pretend to be sick?"

"Please, I really have a headache." Ye Fengwu leaned back on the chair in distress.

"Very well, keep it like this." Mrs. Kate picked up the phone and dialed, "Hi, I'm looking for Mr. Augustine."

Ye Fengwu opened her eyes wide: "Hello!"

Mrs. Kate made a silent gesture at him, and continued to speak to the receiver: "Yes... yes, Cookie seems to have a cold...has a headache, and is very weak... eh? But I just want to ask your family doctor's phone number ..."

Ye Fengwu regretted why she didn't go out today, but chose to stay at home and read.

"Why are you still sitting here?" After hanging up the phone, Mrs. Kate was very dissatisfied.

"Now I really want to turn back the time to half an hour ago." Ye Fengwu stumbled and was pushed to the side of the bed.

"Mr. Augustine will be here in 10 minutes." Mrs. Kate wrapped the quilt around him. "Please prove to me that you are really suitable to be an actor."

There were footsteps in the corridor.

Ye Fengwu was pushed back into the bed, and before she could realize what was going on, another wet towel was covered over her head.

……

Augustine hurried in.

Ye Fengwu gasped at the same time, why did you pinch me!

"What's wrong?" Augustine sat on the edge of the bed worriedly, and shook his hand habitually.

Mrs. Kate's expression was suddenly surprised.

Night Breeze Dance: "..."

"Sorry, I'm just a little anxious." Augustine realized his gaffe, so he let go of his hand in embarrassment.

"It's okay, I'm just a little surprised that you will know this habit." Mrs. Kate smiled kindly, "When Little Cookie is sick, he needs someone to hold his hand, which is very good."

Ye Fengwu had no idea what to say.

Augustine paused, then shook his left hand again: "Have you taken any medicine?"

Night Breeze Dance was silent.

Augustine had no choice but to look at his mother-in-law with questioning eyes.

"Cookie may be a little angry." Mrs. Kate spread her hands, "because she was forced to drink a cap of bitter syrup and was sick for three full hours in the morning when no one cared."

Ye Fengwu explained in astonishment.

Augustine looked at him with a smile: "Just because of this?"

"I'm going to prepare some light food for you." Mrs. Kate leaned over and kissed his forehead, "Poor little girl, please do your best."

Ye Fengwu watched her go out the door.

"Why didn't you tell me you were sick?" Augustine asked.

"I'm really fine." Ye Fengwu threw away the towel and sat up.

Then he was pushed back by Augustine.

……

"I've turned off the meeting." Augustine looked at him. "The doctor will be here soon."

"But I'm not sick." Ye Fengwu tried to explain.

Augustine rubbed his cheek with his thumb: "I'm sorry I didn't find you uncomfortable when I left this morning."

Ye Fengwu tried to explain again: "I'm really not sick." Because she wanted to make the whole thing clear, her tone was a little high.

"Don't offend Mr. Augustine." Mrs. Kate returned to the door in time, her tone was kind but with a trace of condemnation: "You know, not everyone is obliged to tolerate your petty temper when you are sick."

……

Why can you come back!

Night Breeze Dance covered her head with a pillow.

Mrs. Kate looked regretfully at Augustine - the cookie when he was sick, which was wayward enough to break Mummy's heart.

"I'll take care of him." Augustine offered.

"You are such a kind gentleman." Mrs. Kate was grateful.

The doctor arrived quickly, and although the patient seemed to be fine, looking at the eyes of Mrs. Kate and Augustine, he concluded after careful examination that although the fever had subsided, he still needed to take a good rest and supplemented with vitamin C.

Satisfied with the result, Mrs. Kate went back to the kitchen to cook dinner.

"Supplement vitamin C?" Augustine squatted beside the bed, "You can bite yourself."

It took Ye Fengwu more than ten seconds to realize that this should be a... cold joke.

"Have a good rest." Augustine helped him cover the quilt.

"You can go on to the meeting." Ye Fengwu basically gave up the idea of ​​explaining, just wanted to sleep, and then "healed up" logically.

"You are more important than any meeting." Augustine tested the temperature of his forehead, "Close your eyes."

It was too complicated to explain the whole thing clearly, so Ye Fengwu had no choice but to cooperate.

After he fell asleep, Augustine quietly exited the bedroom, intending to go to the study to deal with work for a few minutes before returning.

Mrs. Kate's flat-faced Garfield sauntered over and tried to push the door open with her front paws, but failed ignominiously.

Because of short legs.

Three minutes later, MOKA briskly ran over with a bone in his mouth, and opened the door for it by the way.

So when Augustine finished his work and came back from the study, he opened the door and saw his little lover was sleeping, and in his arms, there was a fat big Garfield, lazily licking his fur.

"Meow." Seeing him coming in, Garfield expressed his welcome and made a rare cry.

But Augustine was clearly not in the mood to appreciate it.

Because Ye Fengwu was in a daze in his dream, he hugged the big fat cat in his arms tightly and rubbed his cheeks.

Garfield touched his face with his paw.

Augustine quickly picked up the cat and handed it to Philip who happened to be passing by.

"Oh!" My brother was as enthusiastic as ever, "What cute big eyes."

"It is strictly forbidden to come to this bedroom again." Augustine turned and walked back, adding by the way, "And MOKA, Simba, Elizabeth, and you."

"What does this have to do with me?" Philip was aggrieved.

But the cruel brother had no intention of comforting him at all.

"About the previous paparazzi reporter, there is a new development." Before he returned to the bedroom, Philip took the time to add, "Goofy."

"What happened?" Augustine stopped.

"I ran to the police station and said that I suspected someone was going to assassinate him." Philip said.

"Are you sure this is a new situation, and not because of your stupid transnational killer lie?" Augustine frowned.

"It has nothing to do with me." Philip raised his hand to express his innocence. "If the confession is true, he was threatened by the other party, so he ran to surrender and wanted to seek asylum in prison."

Augustine: "..."

"Although the police want to treat him like a lunatic, there is indeed a serious problem with his bank account." Philip said, "So they have started investigating the whole thing."

"Does Yan know about this?" Augustine asked.

"Of course I know." Philip said, "Sister-in-law will definitely be involved in this matter, but Yan said there is no need to worry, all investigations will be conducted under the premise of confidentiality, no one will leak the news and cause trouble to sister-in-law."

"Where is Little Bernal?" asked Augustine.

"There's a big surprise." Philip raised his eyebrows and put Garfield on his shoulder.

"I'm not interested in listening to your tricks." Augustine's face was paralyzed.

"It's not a matter." Philip quickly stood up straight, "Now there is a guest in his apartment."

"Who?" Augustine asked.

Philip replied: "From the South Pacific."

Augustine frowned.

"The exact identity is unknown, but it has been monitored by our people and just arrived the day before yesterday." Philip posed against the wall, "He will definitely not be able to escape this time."