The next day.
When an Ge'er gets up, he goes downstairs, and his uncle is already sitting downstairs looking at the documents.
He was dressed in a black Armani suit and a white shirt. He was abstinent and indifferent.
An Ge'er rubbed her eyes, and it was still true.
Last night, the crazy man, the animal man, and the ascetic man in front of her did not match at all. She could not imagine what he was like in any way, even though he was
But it was he who did those things to himself.
Sitting on the table to eat, a Dong took a document from his uncle's hand, took a look at her and casually asked, "young lady, what are you doing with your clothes protecting your neck in such a hot weather? I'm not afraid of prickles. "
An Ge Er a listen, small face instantly become a bit strange, ear root quietly dyed with a thin red.
Neck to the shirt subconsciously shrink, no way, she is unable to wear the clothes, the top is a rose red warm - ambiguous kiss, those want her to do?
"Well, it's not hot."
An Ge'er bowed her head to eat and said in evasive eyes.
Bo Yan's eyes are lifted from the document, her slender eyes stay on the root of her red ears, and the corners of her lips do not feel slightly hooked.
"Yes, I feel hot enough." A Dong naively looked at the blue sky and the hot sun outside, curled his mouth and frowned.
Angela is even more embarrassed.
The atmosphere was inexplicably ambiguous. Angoer suddenly thought of something, and then intentionally or unintentionally wanted to break the depression. So he drank milk and asked, "by the way, uncle, I want to ask you something."
"What?"
Bo Yan's voice is still quiet, but it contains deep feelings.
"Well, I'm very curious. There is a frame on the head of the bed in your room. Is that a white cloth? And dark red. What is that? Is it blood? Whose is it, uncle? Have you ever been hurt before
An Ge'er asked several questions one after another.
"Poof!"
A Dong just drinks a saliva, after the question of an Ge Er, burst out suddenly.
An Ge'er looked at him in surprise, but saw a Dong picked up the document, the foot like the wind, "old, old lady, I left first."
……
A Dong almost does not return to the head out of the villa, slightly panting, wet forehead are fast speechless sweat.
Good.
What question did the young lady ask the boss?
Which white cloth?
Dark red blood?
He was right. One day before, he seemed to have a glimpse of that thing.
He probably knew what it was in his heart.
But I didn't expect to be framed by the boss.
Isn't it just that the young lady was drugged and the boss was Yes, that night?
However, just now, she asked the boss that question and asked what was hanging on the wall.
……
Dong, a handsome Europa, blushed decisively.
In the villa.
An Ge'er is not stupid. Seeing a Dong's reaction, she suddenly realized that it was not as simple as she thought.
But what could that thing be?
Where did the blood come from?
"Uncle, Adong, he..."
"It's OK. Have dinner." Bo Yan said, his eyes flashed and hesitated. He said, "I have been hurt before, but it's not myself, but let another person, so I've kept it as a treasure of memory."
An Ge'er was stunned for a moment and nodded vaguely, "Oh, is it..."
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