Chapter 63

It's half past zero in my bedroom.

After the things here, my father will arrange someone to deal with them, sort them out and send them to me. Actually, I don't need to bring anything, except the notebook full of girl's thoughts.

This is a thick one, which is full of Shi Minyuan. Up to now, I am still reluctant to throw it away.

"Bang Bang --" the door banging suddenly sounded downstairs, which made me goose bumps all over my body.

Did Qin Zhenfei send someone to arrest me?

I sprang to my feet, my heart beating hard.

The sound of knocking on the door was very rude, especially harsh in the quiet night.

It should not be a member of Qin Zhenfei school. His neighbors have heard such a big noise. He won't be so stupid.

So the people downstairs are

I ran out of the bedroom, took a fruit knife from the living room, hid it in my pajama sleeve, and went downstairs carefully.

Before I got to the door, I heard a heavy breath, the stupid sound of a big dog.

I immediately understood something in my mind.

"Which son of a bitch is smashing the door, I called the police!" I yelled at the door.

"Open the door, now." Cowan's domineering and cold voice came through the door, and my anger immediately reached its peak.

"If I don't go, I will call the police." I gritted my teeth and cried, the fruit knife in my sleeve seemed to fly out automatically.

There is no sound outside the door. The knock continues.

I have some helplessness. This bastard wakes up the neighbors around me. I really can't get down.

I gritted my teeth and pulled the door open.

"Ah -" I exclaimed. I was forced to step back by the dark shadow. My slipper fell off and tripped me. I fell into the wall.

Before I could stand up straight, Cowen's body had already leaned over. The strong smell of alcohol and the hot breath made me shiver.

His arm was on my shoulder and his hand was on my waist in my thin pajamas. His fingers were burning. I felt that piece of meat was burning.

"What are you going to do? I'm going to call someone!" I said nervously, but I could only look away.

Because this distance makes me afraid and embarrassed.

"Look at Tom for me." Cowen said coldly, stretching his foot and kicking the door.

My scalp exploded.

"What? You let me show you the dog. You really drink too much and you don't have a clear mind. " I struggled for a few times, but his hand still pressed my waist, let me dare not move again.

"If you lose it, or if you miss it a little bit, you're in trouble."

"Who are you? You are so arrogant. Get out of here!" I roared, moved my arm to light the fruit knife.

"Believe it or not, I stab you!" I yelled, powerless pointed at him with the fruit knife, but the tip of the knife was shaking in vain.

Cowen sneered at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly took my knife wrist and pressed it against the wall. He put his knee on my leg right in front of me.

Ma ye, such a shameless angle and posture, is to beat me?

Pooh, Pooh, Pooh.

"I'm not a Xingyue employee now. You have no right to instruct me and let me go." I blushed, still afraid to look at him, and even lowered my head.

He didn't speak, just a somber smile.

The next second, his hand reached into my pajama pocket.

He put my cell phone in his trouser pocket and let me go.

"You return my cell phone, you're a jerk!" I held the fruit knife askew, the point of the knife trembled more than before.

He tilted his head at me and slowly took out his cigarette.

The way he pulls the lighter is ruffian, but it makes people's heart beat.

He squatted down and touched Tom's head. His voice became much softer. "Tom, be here tonight. Be obedient."

Tom seemed to be able to understand him. He gave a low, coquettish cry, then rubbed him with his huge body, and his tongue was sticking out in disgust.

"Don't be so nervous. If you don't take it away, I'll stew it later." I threatened fiercely, and my hand holding the fruit knife was barely shaking.

Cowen got up and looked at me with his cigarette in his mouth and asked, "did you forget what I said just now?"

"You return the phone to me and the dog will take it, or I will do what I say." I glared at him. Only scoundrels and hooligans would threaten others with their mobile phones to show him dogs.

At this time, his cell phone rings.

He picked it up directly in front of me without any taboo, and a woman in the middle of the room said clearly, "baby, why don't you come here? It's all washed up..."

"Ouch -" I made a vomit movement and slapped my chest hard.

"At once." He said two words and hung up. He reached out and patted Tom on the head again.

"I was in a hurry to ask for a gun, so I left your dog son and pretended to be a dog lover. For the sake of his lower body, he left the dog alone. Ha ha Ah... "The guy pinched my chin so hard that he pushed me against the wall. His fingers were not polite, and my chin was almost dislocated.

My mouth was so sore that I couldn't say a word.

"It's not good to talk too much." He coldly dropped the words, let me go, turned and opened the door.

I covered my aching chin and flung the remaining slipper toward the door.

Animals are better than animals!

Dare you, this son of a bitch is having fun in a nearby nightclub. He can't even send the dog back, so I'll just send it to me.

I'm the object of Cowen's insult. If you have money, you can't hire a few masochists. As expected, many rich people are abnormal.

Tom sniffed around at my feet for a while. After getting familiar with the environment, he went upstairs casually, completely like a dog.

I quickly catch up with it, it has begun to "inspect" work in my living room, sniffing everywhere, and pawing at the unpleasant objects with its claws.

I picked up the pillow and wanted to hit it, and forced by its ferocity and huge size, I had to give up. OK, as long as it didn't make trouble, I would spare him a dog's life.

Kevin took the cell phone, which is my biggest worry.

I quickly logged into wechat with a tablet and told Jibo that my mobile phone accidentally fell down tonight and sent it to be repaired. It is estimated that it can be repaired tomorrow, so that he can send me wechat.

Gib seemed to feel something was wrong. He immediately played the video. I was so scared that I rushed to kick the bedroom door on, for fear that Tom would come in and be seen by him.

"Jana, you haven't rested yet?" Gibel asked with a slight frown.