Domineering baby: I want this daddy

[259 whose taste]

When the original pure white of the corset was gradually exposed in the water, the water in the bathtub was stained with a faint blood color.

The girl didn't care, she submerged her body completely into the water, only revealing her bright but gloomy, extremely beautiful eyes...

"rose."

As if remembering something, she turned her head to the bathroom door, "What does the woman brought by that man named Zhan Lei look like?"

There was no answer from outside, what echoed was a rapid panting sound similar to that of a beast.

The girl was a little impatient, so she raised her voice and yelled, "Rose, I'm asking you something!"

"Yes! Yes! Miss..." The nanny called Rose gave a difficult echo, somewhat hurried and weak, "She is exactly the same as you, Miss... exactly the same..."

"Exactly the same...?"

The girl sitting in the bath touched her cheek, her eyes darkened, and she fell into deep thought.

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"where?"

"I'm... I'm..." Listening to the deep and magnetic male voice, Xiaoyu was confused and answered at a loss, "I'm... shopping, alone..."

After speaking, Ms. Yan had the urge to slap herself!Why is she talking nonsense, why is she trying to cover up!Brother Zhan is just a savior and friend, what she does now is lowering her voice and running to the corner to answer the phone as if there is a ghost...

"Pack your luggage." The young master's voice did not fluctuate much, and he ordered from the side, "Three hours later, we are ready to go."

"Leaving?" Yu was puzzled, "Where are you going? I still have a case to deal with. I can't get a fake one. It's really urgent... Otherwise, you can take someone else. Anyway, I can't help your career." Not particularly big...”

The young master on the other side of the fighter jet was speechless.

"Yan Xiaoyu." The young master called her.

"Alas!" Miss Yu responded cheerfully in order to make up for the guilty conscience just now, "My lord, the little one is here, and the little one is listening."

"Go to the hospital."

"I'm not sick, why go to the hospital?"

"Check your head over and over."

"Uh……"

Click, the phone is hung up.

It took Miss Yan a long time to realize that Master Tou's behavior was not only doubting whether her head was flooded or broken, but also indirectly doubting her IQ!

Her IQ index is a standard genius, shit!

Yan Xiaoyu hung up the phone, grimaced at the phone screen, walked back, went to Zhan Lei and said, "Brother Zhan, I have something to do, I can't see you off, I have to go back to the bureau first."

Seeing her anxious expression, Zhan Lei didn't say much, let her go with a hum, and walked towards the hotel in the military area alone.

As soon as Chief Zhan left, Xiaoyu immediately stopped a taxi and went directly to the criminal police brigade to ask Jiang Fan for leave.

Although Young Master Tou did not expressly indicate or remind her where to take her and what to do, if Master Tou started to attack her personally and she dared to disobey his orders, it would mean one thing—she Yan Xiao Comrade Yu, I'm tired of work.

When she rushed to the criminal police team, filled out the leave application form and handed it to Xiang Jiangfan, and left her police ID, she found that her wallet was missing.

She remembered that she still had her wallet when she took the taxi to pay, so she guessed that it was left at the house of Miss Jian, so after completing the formalities, she hurriedly got into the taxi and walked towards the apartment——

Three hours.

She looked at her watch, counted the time with her fingers, and suddenly remembered this time, the agreement she had made with Master Tou.

Follow me to the Nangong headquarters.

Although she was unwilling in every possible way at that time, was coerced and lured, and was calculated by the young master, she did agree.

Leaning on the back of the chair, I thought of the things he did for her silently, the things he went to the village to find himself, and the things he was willing to do in front of your grandpa, whom he had never touched, even tried his best to do. Well done... Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat, and her face turned slightly red.

No wonder he was so angry.

The matter of seeing the parents-in-law... how could it... be replaced by someone else?

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After taking a shower, she changed into clean underwear and was wrapped in pure white pajamas. The girl walked out of the bathroom, holding a towel in her hand, and kept combing her wet hair. Her small face was rendered by the mist, like a ripe apple, pink. Tender and bright red, attractive to pick.

"Miss, after you wash, I'll help you."

Rose came over, holding the girl's usual massage oil and body lotion, knelt down, and began to apply it for the girl.

Although the woman was still kneeling with no expression on her face, she could faintly feel that Rose was full of admiration for this young and beautiful girl.

The girl didn't answer, she seemed to be used to being served, she stretched out her slender white legs, leaned softly on the sofa, and let the woman paint her carefully.

"Rose, throw away that black coat for me..." the girl whispered softly to remind her.

"But Miss, haven't you always liked that coat?" Rose looked up, puzzled.

"...Really?" The girl yawned and slowly replied, "...dirty...I don't like dirty things..."

Rose nodded, "Okay, miss."

"...um..." After pondering for a few seconds, the girl lying on the sofa turned her head and asked, "Rose, how does that shirt smell?"

When mentioning that shirt, Rose's dry and dull eyes finally regained a gleam of light. She raised her head and said excitedly, "Miss...is that...whose smell...it smells so good..."

"Pfft..." The girl chuckled, her appearance was pretty and cute, "Lawson's."

Rose paused, and her hands visibly froze.

"what happened?"

Sensing her difference, the girl lowered her face, with a displeased expression on her face, "Are you sad?"

"No." Rose lowered her head and answered in a lower voice, "Miss... did you kill him?"

"Yeah," replied with a sparse and usual indifference, "He always thinks he's smart. This time, he killed sixteen people, so I killed him."

(Thank you, dear stupid woman, for giving me the silent gold medal, my dear heart, I don’t agree with you for giving me silent gifts ^_^! The update will resume from today, and there will be three updates of 5 words a day, [-] gold medals plus one update, if there are no special circumstances. Thank you Dear friends who have been silently waiting for the article, I will continue to be a little Momo who is striving to make progress in the future, group!)