Shen Ziyu brought a strange man back to the hotel so blatantly.
Although no one has noticed, he is an artist after all.
The system in space patted its chest arrogantly: There is nothing that cannot be done with this system.
I have never seen it so diligent in normal times.
The comatose man was not completely unconscious.
He could clearly feel that he was cheered up by a girl, put into the car, thrown into the car, and then entered a quiet room all the way, and was left behind on the bed.
When he would encounter something unexpected in the next second, that person left his range of perception.
It wasn't until the sound of the shower rang in his ears again that he felt a little embarrassed.
I obviously want to wake up, but my body doesn't obey.
My heartbeat was pounding, and I didn't know what I was thinking.
Perhaps it was because he was in poor health that he slowly fell asleep on this bed wrapped in a strange aura.
The long black hair fell to the ground with water drops, and the coldness of alienation exuded between the cold brows.
The clothes on his body are obviously in good condition, but people have the urge to go forward and find out.
It's just a pity that the only person who was lucky enough to see this scene fell asleep.
When Shen Ziyu came out of the shower, he saw the painting "Beautiful Man Asleep".
Host, why did you bring him back?
The host is not a kind-hearted person.
If you don't just kill him and throw him aside, why bring him back?
Shen Ziyu's eyes flickered and he did not directly answer the system's question.
He seemed to have thought of something and spoke naturally without any psychological pressure: "Check his body."
The system was stunned for a moment.
Originally, it was acceptable for the host not to answer it, but now it is natural to directly instruct the system to work.
Perhaps it was because of the fierce necessity in her words that the system mumbled and acted quickly.
Born prematurely and weak, he was born blind.
These eight simple words can clean up the person who fell asleep on the bed.
Shen Ziyu frowned slightly.
He knew he was weak when he touched him, but it was not like he was blind as before.
It's just that it's rare for a blind man to stay at home in the middle of the night.
What's more, there is no guide dog around him, and his clothes don't look like ordinary people.
Could it be that he is still the rich man who lives halfway up the mountain?
Host, are you looking at him?
The system couldn't imagine what was wrong with its host.
He went out for a drive in the middle of the night and brought back a man, and he was so kind as to check his body.
Shen Ziyu was too lazy to deal with the system that was causing trouble every day.
He yawned lazily, sat down with his wet hair disheveled and picked up the tablet to play with.
He didn't ask any more information about the man on the bed.
It was just like daily life, and there was no difference because of this person.
Less than a moment after Shen Ziyu brought the man back to the hotel, he saw several off-road vehicles quickly stopping in the dark and cold place, and many people got out of the vehicles and started looking around.
"Master"
I searched for most of the night and found nothing.
I was afraid that I would be skinned to death when I went back, so I saw the screen flashing on the side of the road just after I got through the call.
This is the young master's mobile phone.
But what about the young master?
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