Jian Han returned to the room, unable to sleep for a long time, Wolf was obviously murderous to her, at this moment, she was like a death row prisoner who was sent to the electric chair, but she caught up with the power outage, and luckily got a chance to breathe, but her heart was even more apprehensive and afraid.

It was barely enough to fall asleep at two o'clock in the second half of the night, and it seemed that she had just been called by the mobile phone alarm clock as soon as she got on the pillow, she got up sleepily, looked at the obvious dark circles under her eyes in the bathroom, and couldn't help but sigh.

She was stunned, and immediately reacted, the pressure that Wolf had exerted invisibly was too great, and she couldn't help but shudder at the thought of the glorious history of him killing his brother, killing his client, and killing his former boss, and she finally understood why Mr. Abbas had a faint fear on his face when he mentioned this sub-personality of Leohard.

If you don't touch it personally, you never know how terrifying it really is.

She took a deep breath, stared at herself in the mirror tightly, and told herself over and over again that she had already died once, death was no big deal, and the main thing now was Leohard! Her Mr. SOS!

So, she had to stay!

Over and over again, until the cowardice in her eyes faded and turned into a subtle point and was fiercely suppressed in the depths of her heart, she exhaled a long breath, looked at the resolute girl in the mirror, and poured a few handfuls of cold water on her face.

She picked up the cleaning tools and started her own cleaning work as always, this work has been done for more than half a month, and the efficiency has improved a lot, and at a little more than eight o'clock, she stood at the door of the living room.

habitually knocked on the door first, but unexpectedly, a man's low answer voice immediately came from inside: "Please come in." ”

She was stunned, her heart sank, was Wolf already so impatient? Her palms were slightly sweaty, and she gently pushed open the door, and without waiting for the man to speak, she took the initiative to say, "Sir, you got up really early today, I'd better wait and clean it later!"

With that, she turned her head and left, without any nostalgia.

For the sake of the future, she should avoid appearing in front of Worf, all malicious people, except for those who have a small belly and a particularly unhappy life, will not cut a fraction of three cents for grocery shopping, and take care of catties to the point where it is difficult to sleep, and most people will gradually lower their standards with the passage of time.

Especially a tyrant like Worf, maybe he hated her so much yesterday that he wanted to kill her, and after a few days, if she didn't show her face in front of him, his murderous heart would probably fade away, and he would instead find some trouble for her, such as framing her and getting her in prison - it's better than trying to kill her.

Just as she was about to open the door, a gentle male voice came out of the room, "Wait." ”

She stiffened, and reluctantly turned around, for fear of angering Worf, and when she walked, she behaved exceptionally well-behaved, her head slightly drooping, and her eyes downward.

It's like when the middle two teenagers are caught by the teacher with pigtails, they always choose to be unruly and confront the teacher, but the result is often to anger the other party, in fact, at this time, it is better to admit a mistake than anything else.

Jian Han maintained this posture and walked to the desk, her downward gaze naturally fell on the desk, and when she saw the half-full ashtray that was accumulated with cigarette ash, she was slightly stunned - on weekdays, every time she cleaned the living room, the ash in this ashtray would be piled up, she had slandered more than once, the ashtray was piled up, and the desk was also full of spilled ash, why didn't Wolf simply customize an ashtray the size of a desk!

Today, the ashtray is only half full?

Wait, when she came in with a suitcase of dollars last night to gamble, there seemed to be so much ash in the ashtray!

Wolf didn't smoke a cigar in one night?

Just as her mind was unfolding countless conjectures around this ashtray, a polite and gentle male voice sounded above her head: "Miss Jane? Are you free right now?"

Jian Han subconsciously raised his head, and when he saw Wolf in front of him, he was stunned again, he didn't even wear his black suit!

The tall blonde young man in front of him was dressed in white casual clothes, the long-sleeved undershirt on the upper body was only a small zipper at the neckline, the sleeve line and the edge of the pocket on the left chest were designed in bright red.

Jian Han was stunned for a moment, and under his gentle gaze, he murmured, "Yes, free." ”

The blonde youth laughed unabashedly, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, "That's great! Can you play tennis with me?"

He shrugged his shoulders: "You know, playing alone is very boring and boring, and you don't want to play after playing for a while." ”

Looking at his handsome face full of anticipation, Jian Han felt that his bottom line was retreating step by step, knowing what a ruthless person he was, and knowing that she should always be vigilant, but in the face of such an extremely handsome face, and so kind and gentle, it was really easy for people to fall inch by inch.

She bit her lower lip and felt a little guilty about rejecting him: "Sorry, sir, I don't know how to play tennis." ”

He was stunned for a moment, and then a big smile bloomed, "Great, then I'll teach you, and when you learn, we can play tennis together!"

"It is said that the sign of learning a sport is to become a teacher and teach novices, but you must give me this chance to graduate——"

When Jian Han stood in the middle of the tennis court in a daze, she reacted that she was fooled by the other party unconsciously!

The blonde young man was very personable, demonstrated the standard posture of playing tennis, stood aside, pointed out a few deficiencies of Jian Han, and said politely: "You practice swinging the racket for a while, and I'll warm up." ”

Jian Han hurriedly said: "Okay, you go and get busy!"

Jian Han initially glanced distractedly at the blonde youth hitting the ball against the wall on the other side of the court, but soon, after realizing that the other party was really concentrating on hitting the ball, she focused all her attention on the racket in her hand.

Trying to recall the key points of swinging the racket taught by the blonde youth, and striving to be accurate in every beat, unconsciously, Jian Han completely forgot about the blonde youth on the side, and practiced the basic movements of swinging the racket over and over again.

I don't know how long it took, but a deep male voice suddenly sounded in her ears, "Isn't the practice quite good-"

She was startled, subconsciously turned her head, but the tip of her nose almost hit his chest, and the next second, her hands and arms were held by the man's slightly sweaty palms, and his hot back was even more attached to her back, and in an instant, she was almost encircled by the man, with the strong male hormone smell of fresh sweat beads, overwhelmingly drowning her.