Chapter 65

I'm going to faint if I keep standing like this.

"Hello, you get out of the way, we both have a good rest, OK?" I looked at it and said word by word.

My voice is much better than before. I think I'm low enough, but the beast still looks at me fiercely.

I tentatively stepped out of the left foot, it "miso" a jump over, fortunately, my foot pumping fast, almost bit my ankle.

"Go to hell with you!" I braved a cold sweat and scolded, OK, we are so exhausted tonight, I don't believe I'm inferior to a dog.

I slowly squat down, in its vigilant gaze, I slowly sat down on the ground, and then hugged my knee, I shook my body to find a comfortable posture, which would lead to a low bark warning of the beast.

Who would believe that a living man was put under house arrest by a dog in disguise for a night, and only a man as unfortunate as me could meet such an inhumane dog.

I was so sleepy, holding my knees and burying my face on my legs, I fell asleep, but I didn't dare to really sleep. I was afraid that I would become that stupid dog's molars in my sleep.

In half a dream, I dreamt that I had gone to Turkey to find it hard to live, and that I was married to Jibo. The feeling of worrying about gain and loss made my heart suffocated, but I struggled to wake up

Suddenly, I heard the downstairs door open, the movement is not small, my brain is hard to turn, trying to distinguish is the dream or the reality.

"Hoo -" a familiar dog's voice sounded in front of me. My head was pounded heavily, and the whole person fell backward.

Yeah?

He opened his eyes in horror. In front of him stood the dog and the villain.

It's already light.

I stood up in a hurry and wiped the corners of my mouth in a hurry to make sure there was no drooling. Then I quickly rubbed my face and scratched the hair that should not be too messy.

"Ha ha." I finally came to my senses in Kevin's sneer.

Looking back on the last night of suffocation and the dream of suffocation, I felt very uncomfortable.

"Get rid of your dog!" I roared fiercely.

Cowen glanced around with his hands in his pockets, and finally his eyes fell on the trellis and broken flowerpots lying in front of me.

His shirt was very low, and there was a dark red mark on the upper left of his chest, which must have been left by last night's romance.

Shameless, disgusting!

I secretly scolded a, disgusted don't look.

"You hurt Tom?" Cowan asked coldly.

I was stunned for a moment, holding both arms and sneering, "I beat it hard last night. I beat it all over the house. I couldn't hide it. I knocked over my flower shelf in the pain. The flowerpot is very expensive. You should compensate me."

"Is it?" Cowen questioned.

I turned to watch him roll a pattern, white eyes, stretched out his right hand, "cell phone to me."

"Oh --" Tom rushed over with lightning speed. I felt a sharp pain in the palm of my hand before I could react.

"Ah..." After a scream, I stepped back and nearly fell over the flower trellis.

There is a deep hole in the palm of my right hand. The blood is bubbling out and it makes me sweat on my forehead.

"Dead dog..." I scolded two words and stifled back. The beast's eyes were so fierce that I was afraid it would attack again.

I'm breathing fast, pain and anger make me almost explode, but I can't help it. How can a normal human fight against a dog and man bastard?

"There will never be anyone who can hurt Tom in his life." Kevin pulled up the corner of his mouth and didn't even look at my palm. He threw his cell phone on the sofa in the distance.

"Be careful. Sooner or later your dog will be skinned alive and broken into pieces." I bite the back teeth, the pain makes my mouth difficult to restrain the pumping.

Cowen looked at me coldly and said scornfully, "what a pity. The mobile phone is very quiet all night, and there is no phone call for appointment."

"You..." I was so angry that my nostrils almost smoked, but I was relieved that no one called me last night, especially from my father's company.

"I heard that you quit your job and want to go abroad. You'd better go there and don't come back." He gave me a meaningful look, turned coldly and left with Tom.

I yelled at his back and said, "you should be careful. You can only wait to die if you are infected with AIDS."

It was quiet downstairs. The bastard didn't even close the door for me, so he dropped a warning and left.

Palm heart has been bright red, it should be only its teeth cut a hole, fortunately it did not have a mouth, otherwise my right hand will have to crack.

I tore the paper towel, held my hand slightly, opened my mobile phone and checked it. There was no phone call last night, only a few unimportant messages.

Gib's phone was connected quickly. "Jena, have you got your cell phone?""Yes, brother Ji, I just got it. You Are you all right? " I pretended to be indifferent to ask, but also tried to smile, but incomparably stiff.