Song Yiqiao was so nervous that her heart was about to pop out of her throat, but she was still silent on the surface.

The two seemed to be engaged in a silent stalemate.

Time passed little by little, as if it was an instant, and it seemed like a long half century had passed, and Ian's footsteps began to move again.

She heard some heavy breathing, the grinding of slippers against the floor getting closer, and suddenly, a qiē disappeared in her ears, like the calm after a storm. Song Yiqiao became nervous for no reason, and she couldn't tell whether the buzzing in her ears was really reality or a fantasy caused by too much stress.

"Joe......" Ian's sigh-like call was mixed with pain and affection. The torture of desire.

A layer of fine and dense sweat appeared on Song Yiqiao's back, and she suddenly felt that she was a little excessive. It seems that Ian should never really do anything to the child, if he did something today, will this affect him for the rest of his life, from a potential criminal to a real murderer?

Perhaps, he has been restraining his feelings, but he has been induced by himself to bring out the demon in his heart-

A sudden hand landed on Song Yiqiao's shoulder, and the fingertips touched lightly, burning the hearts of the two people like fire. Her heart tightened, and she decided to stop Ian by pretending to wake up before things got worse.

Just then, Ian's hand left.

Song Yiqiao was still speculating about what he was going to do in the next moment, when she felt the other party's hand gently pull up the soft quilt on her body, as if she was afraid that it would not be tight enough, and tucked the corners of the quilt again.

The footsteps faded away, and the door was gently shut, blocking the light out.

Song Yiqiao, who was in the dark, opened his eyes abruptly and stared at the door with a complicated expression.

……

At breakfast the next day, both of them looked like nothing had happened. Song Yiqiao cut the omelette and said coldly, "I'm leaving." ”

Ian's hand paused: "Why?" Aren't you going to stay for days? ”

"It's all a lie."

Song Yiqiao pretended to make a relaxed grimace and laughed: "Actually, I was going to go to Mary's house for a day, but she's going to be with her boyfriend by the hell, if I hadn't met you, I should have breakfast at home now." ”

Ian's expression was not disappointed or relieved, and he smiled and placed another slice of crispy bread on Song Yiqiao's plate.

"Well, eat more before you leave."

The breakfast was very pleasant, and after Ian cleaned up the dishes, he changed into casual clothes: "I'll send you back." ”

"Are you not going to work?"

"I took half a day off."

Song Yiqiao shrugged: "Hey, sir, I don't have the money to pay my salary." ”

Ian rubbed her head, his eyes gentle.

"A surprise is the best reward."

When Song Yiqiao heard his answer, he looked into the distance with some humility and said, "You send me to the library last time, my home is nearby." ”

"Okay."

She sat in Ian's car, and after the engine started, the car drove smoothly onto the road, and the two of them were silent, except for the sound of the wind passing through the window.

After a while, Ian glanced in the rearview mirror and told in a flat tone: "Joe, don't go to a stranger's house to live in the future, it will be dangerous." ”

Song Yiqiao responded.

Then there was silence. Yesterday's funny Ian sent her to the door of the library without saying a word, as if she had changed her soul overnight.

"Here we are."

Song Yiqiao opened the car door, hesitated for a moment, turned back to stare at Ian and said seriously, "You are a very, very good person." ”

Ian was stunned, and his blue eyes overflowed with a deep smile: "Thank you for your appreciation." ”

"Goodbye, then."

“……”

He pursed his lips and looked at Song Yiqiao carefully, as if he wanted to imprint all of her qiē in his mind.

"Ian?"

Ian reached out and smoothed her scattered black hair, smiling helplessly, "You're really going to kill me." ”

Song Yi pretended not to understand, didn't talk, and sat obediently.

"My princess, can you give me a parting hug?"

"Absolutely."

Song Yiqiao nodded, gently wrapped his arms around Ian's neck, put his head to his ear, and complained softly, "Hey, you owe me a lot." ”

For example, reward points, such as a few thousand pounds......

Next time, she must choose her target carefully, and never mess around again, the hard work of worrying and wasting money is really not easy to do.

Ian Quan couldn't help but laugh when the little girl was angry: "Can you pay it back?" ”

"Let's settle the bill."

Song Yiqiao paused and added: "Live well in the future, at least you should have a girlfriend again, it will be very lonely to live alone." ”

"Lonely ......" a wisp of unclear love flashed in Ian's eyes, "Don't worry, the nightlife of adults is much richer than you imagined." ”

After a while.

Ian reluctantly pushed her away, waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and go home, don't linger outside anymore." ”

Song Yiqiao laughed: "Goodbye." ”

"Goodbye."

Seeing Ian's car go away, she stood alone in place, and she felt like a world away.

[Level 1 Alert - Successful Defense.] You've earned a point, which one do you need to increase to? 】

Song Yiqiao thought for a moment and replied, "Intuition." ”

Your physical attributes are as follows:

Strength: 2

Dexterity: 1

Intuition: 2

Hello, you will open the reward world in three seconds, please get ready. 】

Song Yiqiao took a few steps back and stood right under the shadow of the building, covering her young body.

Three, two, one-

"Knock knock!"

Song Yiqiao was startled, only to find that he had returned home, and the door less than a meter away was knocked gently, and the rhythm was very regular.

A strange instinct swelled up in her heart that the visiting guest should be renting a room.

With a "Gada", the door was opened, and an unfamiliar face appeared.

She wore a thin light coffee trench coat with a white t-shirt underneath, and her skinny jeans were pulled up to show off her slender ankles. Her long black hair was permed into wavy curls and draped behind her back, and she had a face that was so beautiful that she looked like she was a half-breed.

Song Yiqiao was stunned.

"Hello." She held out her hand, smiled, and said, "My name is Caroline, and I'm here to apply for a roommate." ”

“…… Hello. ”

After she shook it back, she politely showed Caroline around the room. After the visit, Song Yiqiao served her the snacks she had bought before, turned her head and asked, "What to drink?" ”

"Ice water will do fine."

"Can you introduce yourself?"

Song Yiqiao put the water in front of her, and then sat down with her.

"My name is Caroline, I am currently working as a trader in a securities firm in London, and I have a regular life with no bad habits, such as reading, playing tennis and skiing. The main thing is that I cook very well, so I don't have to worry about eating. ”

Caroline smiled undeniably: "Is such a condition suitable?" ”

She shrugged helplessly: "There is really no way to refuse. When are you going to move over? ”

"In a week's time, I'll need to clean up some clutter."

"Okay, leave your contact information."

……

After solving the problem of rent, Song Yiqiao's mood became happy, and he turned his head and forgot about Ian. Opening the refrigerator, there was only a cold ham left in it, and a bag of sliced bread, Song Yiqiao touched his stomach, his face full of melancholy.

――Why don't you go down and have dinner?

She was a man of action, and she did what she said, put on her coat and went downstairs.

A light rain began to fall outside, and the whole of London was shrouded in rain and fog, with passers-by hurrying and the occasional splash of speeding cars. The air was a little damp and cold, and Song Yiqiao shivered and wrapped her clothes tighter.

Suddenly, a figure happened to be walking towards her.

The light of the shop was shining outside, leaving only a dim reflection, and the man opposite was wearing his usual long dark trench coat, looking tall and thin. The deep outline was blurred by the refraction of light and shadow, but those eyes that were so sharp that it was difficult to ignore at a glance still made Song Yiqiao recognize him lightly.

Sherlock Holmes.

It is said that the frequency of the most encounters is getting higher and higher.

Song Yiqiao nodded politely, in exchange for a cold glance, the two passed by, and gradually drifted apart in the sea of people.

…… Sure enough, he was as arrogant and arrogant as ever.

She rolled her eyes secretly, didn't think much about it, went to a Chinese restaurant to pack a few portions of food and walked back.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there were only a few pedestrians left on the road, and their pace was so fast that they all disappeared in an instant. Song Yiqiao held an umbrella in one hand and a takeaway bag in the other, and copied the nearest path.

Suddenly, there was a chill in her back, and a strange discomfort made her turn back vigilantly in an instant.

The empty road, the dim lights, and the non-stop rain prove that I should be thinking too much.

She turned around and continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened, but the alarm bell sounded in her heart.

Someone is tailgating!