Chapter 135: The Crooked Boss (43)

Forced by the man's threat to go upstairs, Dill casually made up a reason for Zhang's father and Zhang's mother, and went downstairs within five minutes.

In just a few minutes, I didn't care about freshening up, so I changed my clothes and put on a pair of shoes.

Dill crossed her arms and looked around. Except for a very low-key black car that I don't know what brand I don't know, I didn't see a single person.

"What kind of person," Dill kicked the gravel under her feet irritably, "saying that he came to deliver food, and he couldn't even see a person's shadow, so he wanted to play with the whole person?" ”

Before Dill could finish speaking, a tall figure suddenly blocked her eyes.

Dill slowly looked up and saw a face that was very familiar even though she had only met it once.

The man was dressed in a pure black handmade suit, meticulously groomed from head to toe, and exquisite, except for the ...... On the left-hand side, there was a big plastic bag, which seemed to contain a large packaging box of considerable size.

The man's dark eyes injected a hint of warmth at the moment he looked at the dill: "Here, your favorite boiled fish." ”

The ancient city raised his arm, but the dill did not take it.

"The eldest young master of the Gu family, the heir of the Gu family is not staying in City Y, what are you doing in this small place in City A?" The delicate eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was suspicion and defensiveness in his eyes.

Seeing that Dill didn't take what he handed over, Gucheng was not annoyed, and his lips still maintained a suitable arc: "Ah Luo, we just met not long ago, have we become unfamiliar with this after only a few days?" ”

"Who is Aluo," Dill took two steps back slightly, and distanced herself from the man, "My name is Zhang Ting, and I'm afraid that Mr. has recognized the wrong person." ”

Hearing this, Gu Gu smiled more and more brightly, and the straight long legs wrapped under the suit pants seemed to take a small step forward, once again bringing the distance between the two closer.

Dill was pretty sure that there was no such person in her memory, at least, absolutely not in the memory she had now.

This is the third small world she has experienced, and in each small world Dill will meet countless people, but she is sure that the person who appeared in the previous world will never reappear in the next world, except for the person in front of her.

She could feel a similar aura emanating from the depths of the soul from the man's body, an aura that did not have a figurative form, nor a specific color, or even a fixed taste.

It was just a feeling, a very powerful sense of oppression, which, while seemingly harmless, was still constrained and unsettling.

Since no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't think about the result, so Dill simply opened up and asked, "What is the purpose of Mr. Gucheng?" ”

Gu Gu smiled, the gentleness on his face was like facing a naughty child, helpless but conniving: "If you say that the purpose of my visit this time is very simple, send you fish." If the ultimate goal is ......"

Seeing that the person on the other side did not continue to speak, Dill raised her head and unexpectedly crashed into a pair of eyes as deep and charming as dotted with stars.

At a certain moment, Dill's mind went blank, and even her thinking became extremely sluggish, and even stopped thinking.

But only for a short moment, after coming back to her senses, dill began to call out to the little tablet in her heart.