He noticed that the lamb even lit the purple aromatherapy lamp at the head of the bed, and the shallow light illuminated the purple glass lampshade, delicate and beautiful, just like the lamb in front of him, well, wait a minute, tell Andrew to get him an aromatherapy lamp too, just like the lamb.

Wait, he raised his hand to the wine glass, watched the lamb slam the tablet in his hand on the bed, jumped off the bed with his bare snow-white little feet, and ran to the wardrobe with a snap, turning out a suspender nightdress and a pair of small white panties.

Then, the lamb hugged the two clothes and hummed a little song to the bathroom.

What time is it, is the lamb going to take a bath? He subconsciously glanced at the time under the computer, eight o'clock? His eyebrows raised, this is really a lamb who likes to go to bed early.

Watching the little lamb close the curtain of the bathroom and lock the door with his backhand, his eyes darkened, and his fingertips briskly knocked down a string of letters, as if an invisible hand brushed through, breaking through the barrier of the bathroom door, and the girl's figure clearly appeared on the screen.

She was coiling up her long hair and pulling a lovely ball on the top of her head, as if she wanted to wash her face first, and when she looked closely, the girl's skin was fair and delicate, like clotted cream, as if the best white marble was finely carved.

His eyes instantly lit up and frighteningly, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, his slender fingers trembled and reached for the neckline, and he quickly unbuttoned the top button of his shirt.

As the girl turned on the faucet, with the sound of rushing water, he had become restless, and even the patience to unbutton the remaining half of his shirt was gone, and he grabbed a collar of his shirt with both hands, and tore it with a click, and the buttons of the fallen shirt rolled all over the ground.

After removing his shirt, panting slightly, he simply stood up, unbuttoned the belt around his waist twice, and his trousers were ripped to the end.

And in the process of undressing, his eyes are always staring at the petite and seductive girl on the screen, as if she still exudes a rich milky fragrance!

Just as his feet broke free from the shackles of his ankle-dropping pants, there was a sudden change in the picture.

After washing her face, the girl picked up another glass of water, as if she was about to brush her teeth, but as soon as she rinsed her mouth, she coughed violently, and a mouthful of mouthwash was sprayed on the hidden camera, making the picture on the screen a little blurry.

In the next second, the girl's eyes widened, like a fish thrown ashore, her mouth grown, and at the same time began to struggle violently, she grabbed her neck with one hand, and waved desperately with the other hand, trying to grab something to support her body, a mouthful of blood gushed out, flowing down her white chin to the pale pink pajamas, and the girl was instantly dyed into a bloody person.

The smile on his handsome face was completely frozen, and the last scene on the video was frozen in the girl grabbing the bath towel in vain, but the whole bath towel slipped off completely powerlessly, and fell to the ground with the girl, the white bath towel just covered her face, like the spirit cloth on the face of the deceased.

He flew up with a slam kick, kicked the trousers that were only tripping his right foot, and stepped away, each step, leaping an astonishing distance, he didn't pay any attention, just as he opened the door to the living room, a ticking email alert sounded, and a prompt message appeared in the lower right corner of the computer, indicating that the men he sent out to collect information on Asian chicks had a harvest.

He rushed straight into the next room, and at a glance saw the half-open bathroom door, and the floor was stained with blood—

Then, he had a pain in the back of his head, his eyes went black, and he completely lost consciousness.

……

He soon came to his senses again, feeling the coolness on his face, he shook his head, moved his wrist again, and unsurprisingly found himself sitting in a chair with a backrest, his hands obviously tied to the chair by an experienced veteran.

He tried to move his ankle again, but well, even his feet were tied.

He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the cold droplets that flowed to his lips, raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl who was standing in front of him with the empty cup in his hand, the corners of his lips hooked up a little, and he suddenly laughed: "So, you directed a good show, tricked me over, and then knocked me out with a stick, tied me strongly, and after making sure that there was no threat to you, and then splashed me up with cold water, right?"

He looked at the girl in front of him with a doting face, as if he was quite helpless about her actions, and said softly: "It's completely useless for you to do this, even if you tie me up, what can you do?" You can't get out of this manor at all, and even if you get out of the manor, you can't escape the CIA's pursuit all over the world, believe me, with my status, this is a major event comparable to the assassination of the president. ”

Looking at the girl who didn't say a word, his voice slowed down a little, and he coaxed her softly: "Come on, baby, untie my rope, I'll treat it as if nothing happened, you are still my personal assistant, and we still get along like before-"

This time, the black-haired girl finally interrupted him with a voice: "And then? You continue to spy on me through cameras all over the room? Every time I change my clothes, every time I take a shower, I'm under your surveillance?"

After a pause, she stared into the man's eyes and asked softly, "Or, should I call you Mr. Pep?"

The blonde man always had a gentle smile on his face, and under Jian Han's careful observation, he did not have the slightest change in expression, and even Jian Han's questioning to reveal his identity could not move him.

didn't interrupt Jian Han's words, and after Jian Han finished speaking, he opened his mouth with a funny face: "Pep? Are you referring to the somewhat perverted character I played in the movie "The Neighbor"? I am amazed by your whimsy, but I must say that I am Leohhard. Hamilton, the most famous actor in the world. ”

The two looked at each other, looking at the pair of beautiful blue eyes in the world, Jian Han took a deep breath, compared to this sub-personality called Pep, Wolf was simply weak, oh my God, how could she think that Wolf was terrible before?!

She looked at the young man in front of her fixedly, and said softly, "Mr. Pep, aren't you curious, how did I deceive you?"

"Correct again, I'm not the Pep you call it-" The young man's voice paused, noticing the disapproval on the girl's face, and he reluctantly disarmed and surrendered: "Okay, okay, let's not discuss the issue of the title first, please speak!" ”

"Mr. Pep," Jian Han pretended not to hear the young man's protest, and said to himself, "Probably you don't know yet, my real profession is an actor. ”

She said as she walked away from the young man and walked to the cabinet not far away, "Thanks to the past year, I took on all the roles I could, which allowed me to never leave the set and develop the camera sensitivity that all actors dream of——"