Five minutes ago, Emilia nodded to her female assistant at the front desk with a cup of coffee and entered her office.

Five minutes later, Emilia walked out of the office, wearing sunglasses and bowing her head, and walked quickly past the front desk.

"Dr. Browning?" was discovered. The female assistant tilted her head and saw that her boss's hand had been pressed on the handrail of the front door of the clinic, "Doctor, are you going out?"

Emilia rolled her eyes behind her sunglasses, turned her head to look at her female assistant, and secretly decided in her heart that she wanted to make a back door to her clinic, "Yes, to get out." ”

"That ......" the female assistant quickly flipped through the schedule in front of her, "Detective Lance's appointment ......"

"He's late. Emilia tried to use the most impatient voice she could, emphasizing, "It's late again." ”

The female assistant pursed the corners of her mouth, as if talking to herself, "This Lance police detective is really annoying, he is late every time, and he has already adjusted the treatment time, and he is still late!"

"yes, it's annoying. Emilia agreed with her assistant's comment, "So I don't want to waste time waiting for him to ......"

The female assistant took care of herself and flipped up the schedule in front of her again, "Then I can move the appointment for the afternoon, that Lance detective is here, let him also taste the waiting...... "Emilia can already see that this female assistant of hers is starting to write and scratch behind the front desk!

"Hey, no, no!" Emilia had to walk to the front desk and stop her female assistant who was too dedicated to her work in time, "Bi, after all, it was the treatment arranged by the Barton Police Department, and it was not suitable for the police to wait for ......"

"Those cops are always like that!" the female assistant didn't listen, "we should let them know that our time is precious, ......too! Just like the reason that the female assistant once said to Zack, the little assistant's sense of social responsibility is too strong.

Zach couldn't stop the female assistant from expressing her sense of responsibility, but Emilia could.

Emilia's eyes quickly adjusted behind the sunglasses, and then took off the sunglasses in a chic manner, allowing her eyes to look directly at her assistant. "I said no!"

"Oh, yes! Dr. Browning. The female assistant should have been taken aback, "Well, I ......"

"I'll be waiting at the café below!" Emilia brought back her sunglasses, "Detective Lance is here, I'll come up naturally." Before the assistant could come up with any more reason, Emilia needed to hurry, and she quickly turned around and walked to the front door without looking back. "Before I come back, you can go and see some of the patient treatment reports that I have put together. ”

An assistant who doesn't want to become a regular is not a good assistant, and of course Emilia knows that her assistant has a motivated heart, so she sends a candy. When the female assistant just showed a happy expression, hurry up and open the door and leave!

Three hours of free time! Emilia didn't want to waste it, and she even wanted to abuse it. Pull a little and it becomes a morning! a morning. She can do a lot of things, such as putting on a few masks, taking a relaxing bath, watching a little gossip and entertainment news, reading a fashion magazine, and drinking a little carefully treasured wine......

Emilia needs to relax. Whether it's a full-time psychiatrist—who listens all the way to dealing with other people's mental problems, or a project that deals with Harrison Asylum—you have to deal with Barton Power figures, like Mrs. Quinn. She all needed a sabbatical to relax.

And the price of relaxation is just a police detective who won't cooperate with the treatment anyway?

Yes, when James was on a routine treatment. At the end of the treatment, which was not only late, but also remained silent throughout the treatment, Emilia agreed without even thinking about it. As for what James was going to do with this time, Emilia didn't care. Don't want to care.

Not wanting to waste any time relaxing, Emilia returned to her home in Back Bay as fast as she could.

The layout of this house is based on the home of Dylan's addict's fiancée, which is said to be a single woman's house, but it can also develop into a family home with a solid structure at any time, as evidenced by the double photos on the fireplace, on the coffee table, and on the wall.

Emilia in the photo looks happy, and Harrison, who is now buried in Grande's backyard, also looks happy. This is the proof of the happiness of the two of them.

It's just that...... When Emilia got home, she stood in front of the fireplace and looked at the pictures for a moment, took a deep breath, and raised her hand to buckle down the frames. This morning, Emilia was going to relax, and she decided not to think about the things that bothered her.

The relaxing itinerary begins.

Emilia lazily took off her formal dress, wrapped herself in a bathrobe, put hot water in the bathtub, lit lavender-scented candles, put on soothing soft music, picked a glass of red wine, and prepared a gossip magazine that she could open in the bathtub......

You're all set.

Emilia had a mask on her face and heard the anticipatory doorbell - the petals that were about to be spilled into the bathtub arrived.

Well, that's what Emilia was looking forward to. Facts?

"I saw the delivery worker at the door. Behind the cat's eye, Oz Kozier, holding a box of dried flower petals, stood at the door, "I've signed for you." A gentlemanly smile and nodded at the cat's eye.

The mask on Emilia's face tightens on the cheeks, indicating that the face under the mask is completely collapsed.

"Are you going to let me stand outside the door?" the gentleman's hand pressed on the front door of Emilia's house, Oz seemed to sense something, smiled slightly, turned his back to the door, "Miss Browning, don't worry, I can wait for you to change into a more ......" He tilted his head slightly, so that Emilia behind the cat's eye could clearly see his smiling and kind side face, "Appropriate clothes." ”

"No!" Emilia behind the door continued to tighten the mask on her face, and the area of her cheeks tended to tear. Bad mood is the best way to tighten your skin, you can try it......

"Put things down, and then you're good to go!" Emilia continued behind the door, presumably to make sure people outside the door heard, a little bigger, "This is my house! I'm not ready to welcome guests today." Emphasized, "Any guest!"

"Yes. "The coda is elongated. Outside the door, Oz Kozier looked left and right, "The spare key is here...... Under the flower beds?"

Emilia behind the door missed a beat, and the part of the mask at the corner of the eye actually cracked on the cheek.

"Hehe, it's not. Oz walked up the stairs to the front porch, "under the planks of the second staircase. In the cat's eyes, Oz's back disappeared. He crouched down, and the sound of the planks being lifted rang out outside the door.

Emilia stomped her foot behind the door, hell! She had already said it, and she couldn't control what Zack said to her!

Oz reappeared in the cat's eye with the key in his hand, and deliberately raised his hand, and after showing Emilia behind the cat's eye, before making the action to open the door. The door opened.

Emilia tore off the mask on her face, but still wrapped herself in a bathrobe, and the gentleman-like guy on the other side didn't really give her time to change her clothes, right.

"What are you doing here?!" Emilia had just been moisturized by the mask, and her face was tight and shiny, with an expression of extreme disgust, and her tone was questioning, "It's Saturday." Don't you need the care of your boss?"

"I can ask you the same question. Oz smiled and lifted the unused spare key in his hand and handed it back to his master. "Shouldn't you have waited in the café downstairs of your clinic......" he paused deliberately, "James Lance?" He smiled, stepped into Emilia's house uninvited, and turned to close the door for his master like a gentleman, knowing how Emilia was dressed now. It's not suitable to stand in the doorway and let people look at it, "PTSD, hehe, I never thought about it, that little guy from Lance." It's going to be this kind of thing. ”

"......" Emilia was a little emotional, "get out of my head!" she stared at the well-dressed, uh, 'gentleman' in front of her, "you don't have the right to spy on me......"

This was added by Oz at the same time, "There is no right to snoop into my thoughts." He smiled and waved his hand, "I don't want to invade your privacy either, maybe I should tell you that the more intense the other person's emotions, the easier it will be for me to read the other person's mind." ”

Oz looked away and looked at Emilia's home with a little curiosity, looking for a place to put down the dried petal box in his hand, "So, you're an open book to me now, it doesn't matter if I want to read it or not, you're turning the pages and reading your content aloud." ”

Her tight, lustrous face began to redden, and Emilia subconsciously wrapped her bathrobe tightly. No woman wants to be described like that in this state! So this red, it's anger.

Oz waved his hand helplessly, "If you don't listen to me, don't blame me." He also 'found' the direction of the bathroom, and walked over there very consciously, "I'm going to put down the petals now, or ......" He stopped, and laughter rang out, "Okay, I know." ”

The warm water in the tub began to be let go, a tank of water, wasted, Emilia did not soak!

"For ......," Emilia probably used her most irritated and confused tone, "why did you come to me?!What do you want to do from me!What do you want from me!Barton doesn't have anyone you want to disturb more, 'people'! Why do you have to pester me!"

Don't pretend you don't know what Emilia is talking about, we should know that when Emilia was in the Grande backyard, she was inexplicably approached by this Ozzy Kozil, and we should have guessed it. Emilia hates this guy, but this guy deliberately wants to get close to Emilia for an unknown purpose!

"Curious. The sound of the water in the bathroom continued, but Oz came out, and I have to say that this guy was very good in his clothes, without the cover of the petal box, and the delicate cut on the chest of the vest was revealed. In this day and age, there are very few men who are willing to care so much about their clothes, "very curious." He smiled at Emilia, who was holding her chest and trembling with excitement.

"Curious about what!!!" Emilia wanted to smash something, but unfortunately, it was her own home, so she just stood there and glared at Oz, "Aren't I an open book!!! Hurry up and read what you're going to see, and get out of my house!!"

"Oh. Oz raised an eyebrow, "I've finished reading it." The fucking answer made Emilia almost pass out in her own home. "But I'm still curious, why. Barton this place. Oz said to himself, "No, the eastern part of the Federation, I don't understand the social makeup here. Aliens, people, how did you develop into such social relations......" he didn't finish.

Because Emilia moved, she lowered her head and walked quickly to the phone by the fireplace in the living room with a resolute momentum.

"You're going to call the police. Oz's face was helpless, but the smile remained, "You're exposing your deal with that little guy in James." Oz raised an eyebrow, "You know, now you should be tutoring James in your clinic, if you're at home, in the police station, someone will ask, 'Where's James?' hehe, you've thought of it." ”

Yes, Emilia thought it when she picked up the phone!

She put down the phone heavily, stared at Oz, and didn't speak.

"Where's James?" Oz tilted his head sideways, squinting, as if listening to something.

And in this house, the only sound is the sound of running water in the bathroom and the heartbeat and breathing of two people.

"You don't know. Oz turned his head and smiled, "Forget it, I'm not too curious about where he is." Oz suddenly had a hurt expression on his face, and he laughed self-deprecatingly, "You're getting used to getting along with me, 'Why are you willing to leave'......" He paused, "A beautiful and smart lady like you should know that 'get out' is not a good word, and I helped you change it, 'before you leave my house'." ”

Emilia didn't say a word, just stared at each other. Yes, she's getting used to getting along with this guy.

"Okay, that's the answer. Oz walked to the kitchen, "Tea?coffee?" "Conscious?"Tea, well, me too." "I think our relationship is off to a terrible start, and I probably shouldn't have paid too much attention to the fact that your boyfriend is a ghoul when I first met you. ”

"Sugar?" Oz was in the kitchen, as if in her own home!

"Two sugar cubes, so do I. Hehe, look, our habits are very similar. Oz continues, full of 'self-questioning' words, "If there is a new beginning, we can be friends." He opened the closet and rummaged through the sugar cubes, "After becoming friends, we can have a friendly exchange of facts about the different social compositions of the East and West of the Federation. ”

Emilia clenched her fists, but, the woman's fist, forget it.

"Now is not the time to regret it. Oz waved his hand, took out the sugar cube, and put two pieces in a cup, "I can remedy it." He walked out of the kitchen with the teacup on the tea bag, smiling and handing it to Emilia, "You think I 'read' everything you did and made you uncomfortable, don't you? It's okay, now you can 'read' me." ”

Emilia didn't have a teacup, and she didn't mean to speak, she just stared.

Still smiling, Oz walked to the couch and put down his teacup, "Then I'll get straight to the ground, well, where do I go from there? In the west, except for the Demon Feast, all the alien races are underground, serving the Demon Feast, serving the Demon Feast, being slaves, creating the illusion of a peaceful world for the Demon Feast, and everything is under the control of the Demon Feast. ”

Oz looked at Amilia, "So, Miss Browning, please understand how strong my curiosity is when I see a woman who has a romantic relationship with a servant, a slave, and the humblest creature of the underground. Amilia, you can think that I'm not curious about you, but about the environment you're in that allows you to build such relationships. ”

It's not over here, Oz is going...... (To be continued.) )