He is not only her immediate superior, but also the protection object of her lifelong mission. He is also a friend of both teachers and friends.

However, these are not what she wants, but what she really wants, she never dare to say.

It doesn't change anything.

It's better not to say.

At first, she was jealous of peace. A woman who suddenly broke into their world had no right to take all his attention.

What qualifications does she have for his care or even free help.

She even fantasized that peace is not as innocent as her appearance. She may be an agent of a certain country who sent undercover to assassinate Christine.

Reality is often cruel. It will give you the most fatal blow when you expect it most.

Let all your beliefs and expectations fall to pieces and can no longer be pieced together.

With the deepening of each investigation, she learned why the woman had suffered so much and her eyes remained initially clear.

People are sentimental creatures. Once they find something in common with someone, their favor will quietly derive.

Those who can come out to be killers and lick blood on the edge of the knife will not be children from happy families.

And she found the same sad peace. So far, she can't hate her anymore.

Because of the same illness, I feel the same.

Although luoanning is not as miserable as her, or even much luckier than her, it is really not a simple thing to hate a person who is not so annoying.

The interior line rang, which was particularly abrupt in this quiet small space.

With a flash of eyes, she drank the wine in the glass, and Catherine turned and walked towards the bed cabinet.

The steps were somewhat vain. Several empty wine bottles were kicked all the way. The wine bottles fell on the carpet and made a dull noise.

"Hello." Even when she was slightly drunk, her voice was still cold.

"Come to my bedroom." The outdoor rainstorm was majestic, lightning and thunder, but his magnetic sound line was so clear into his ears.

Catherine always knew that she was a voice controller. She was never immune to Christine's voice.

At this time, go to his bedroom, in addition to going to bed What else can a bed do?

Without answering, she hung up the phone directly. Catherine staggered back to the window, took the wine bottle and poured it directly into her mouth. She drank too quickly. The red wine flowed into the clavicle along her chin and finally into her chest

"Cough... Cough..." Katherine fiercely threw away the wine bottle in her hand, grabbed her heart and choked.

She forgot that she was his bed except for his inseparable men Company.

Help him solve his physiological needs, on call, and never disobeyed his orders.

But what to do? Today she wants to disobey. In the past ten years, from the green cardamom girl to the twenty-eight years, she has only one man

She suddenly wondered what he would do without her bed companion?

Are you going out or looking?

He has a mania for cleanliness in bed. I'm afraid he's also looking for a clean girl without personnel?

With him, there is no shortage of such girls

His grandfather begged him to go back to the Rong residence to recognize his ancestors. He didn't promise. He took Anning as a lobbyist. He didn't hesitate to promise.

What else does she have to say?

Everything is so obvious. Why deceive yourself and others and live in the fantasy world of self weaving.