It was as if he had a thousand words to tell her.
Sweet, bitter, longing, guilty.
Both.
But the words came from his mouth, and they were destined to be concise: "It's not early, go back to sleep." ” Mu Jinjin looked at him a little confused, but he didn't want to argue with him about anything, nodded and broke free from his embrace, turned around and ran in the direction of his castle, his heart beating several times faster than his speed along the way.
Who knows why He watched her leave, and only then did he turn and leave the path in the opposite direction until her back completely disappeared at the end of the path.
When he reached the entrance of GSAGWO6 Garden, he saw a Filipino maid hurrying in his direction, and through the dim street lamp, he could see that it was Kerry's personal maid, Prissey.
Looks like there's another big show going on.
He sneered, and continued on as if he hadn't seen Prissy at all.
"Sir, please wait," Prissy ran in front of him, panting and stopping his way.
"What's the matter?"
He stopped, his eyes fixed on the front, not even giving Prissey a look.
"Sir, you can be counted as back, Princess Kerry, she personally cooked dinner for you today, but who knows that she has not seen you come back until now, Princess is about to be in a hurry, sir, go to the dining room to see the princess, and then comfort her," Prissy said excitedly.
"Not available."
A hint of imperceptible disgust flashed in his deep eyes, and he bypassed Prissey directly, and continued to walk forward with a face as white as frost.
"Hey, sir," Prissy hurriedly chased after him, and persuaded him as he walked hard, "Sir, even if you are busy, you can't do this, princess, she not only cooked dinner for you, but also waited for you in the dining room for so long, how can you see her and refuse to let this go out."
He stopped, a little hesitant.
It's not that he feels sorry for Kerry.
It's that it's really not good to hear about it.
He didn't want to make any mistakes and cause suspicion before his plan succeeded.
"Where is she?"
He doesn't have the Filipino maid at his head.
When the Filipino maid learned that he was willing to go to see Kerry, she smiled and pointed to the small and medium-sized blue and white villa on the left side of the path and replied, "Sir, princess, she is waiting for you in the dining room of that house."
He didn't say anything, and walked straight to the house, intending to give Kerry a perfunctory finish.
He was led by the Filipino maid Prissy to the door of the dining room where Kerry was.
Prissy flatteringly opened the wooden door to the dining room for him, and then stood sideways, looking down at the ground.
He walked into the dining room and saw more than a dozen exquisite dishes on the dining table.
Before he could see what the food was, his eyes were drawn to Kerry, who was sitting on the left side of the table.
Kerry was now propping up his hands on the dining table, the back of his hand against his forehead, his eyes closed under heavy makeup, his red lips slightly open, and he looked drowsy.
"Since she is asleep, let's help her go back to her room to rest, and I'm ready to sleep."
He turned to Prissy by the door, and was about to turn to leave, when he heard a crackling sound of forks and spoons falling from the dining room.
He turned his head to see that Kerry had just woken up, looking at him sleepily, and then looked down at the knife and fork that had fallen to the ground, and from her dazed expression it was clear that she was awakened by his voice. oshow7 t1706231537: