Chapter 146: Killing Intent
"I have sworn to the great wolf god of Chigao, you are my lifelong owner, master, don't drive me away, Elena will do a lot of things, laundry and cooking, washing dishes and folding quilts, and you can also warm the bed for the master, such as, if the master needs it, I, I can still ......" Elena's face became redder and redder the more she spoke, and she said that in the end she could barely hear clearly.
"I'm convinced." I covered my forehead and sighed helplessly, a girl in the family has said this, what else can I do? Did you really drive her away?
"And am I your master now?" I asked.
"Of course, at your command, my master." Elena laughed.
"Hand over all your stolen money." I said angrily.
"Oh." Elena was obedient and pulled out a crumpled pile of dollars from her dirty clothes pocket.
"Why is it all change?" I did a rough count, and it was only twenty-eight dollars and seven cents.
"Only, that's all." Elena said with a slurrel.
"Hand them all." I snorted coldly and said, looking at her expression, I knew that there must be some stolen money hidden in secret.
"Oh." Elena gave me an aggrieved look and took out some more dollars from her martin boots, most of which were in denominations of ten dollars, and only two of them were hundreds, adding up to less than four hundred dollars.
"Why does sweat smell so much?" The dollar Elena gave me smelled of stinky feet, and I suddenly remembered that these beautiful skins were taken out of Elena's boots, no wonder they smelled so fresh.
"I'm a werewolf, wolves belong to the canine family, sweat glands are on the feet, I can't help it, it's really not my feet smelly." Elena's face turned red and she said very embarrassed.
"No explanation, I understand." I looked at Elena helplessly and said, at this moment, Elena's image as a goddess in my mind has disappeared, and there is nothing left.
"Since you want to live with me, then I have to make a few requests for you, and if you make a mistake, I will whip your ass." I said.
"Elena will do whatever the master says." Elena sat down in her chair very seriously.
"I confiscated all these stolen money to offset the living expenses, after all, I am not rich, and now I have you as a drag oil bottle." I said cheekily.
"Master, what's the matter with the oil bottle?" Elena, as a foreigner, of course, does not understand the meaning of the three words of oil bottle.
"It's just a burden." I said angrily.
"Oh." Elena pouted, seemingly dissatisfied with my assessment.
"In the future, you are not allowed to rob, and you are not allowed to do illegal things, you can go to work if you want money, and you can spend the money you get from your labor with peace of mind." I thought about it and said.
"No problem." Elena replied very cheerfully, and I don't know if she understood or not.
"From now on, I will sleep in the bed, and the sofa will be yours." Although Elena was obedient to me, I didn't know what she was thinking, or what she was planning, and I always felt that there was something she hadn't told me.
"Oh." Elena was a little unhappy when she heard that she would have to sleep on the sofa in the future, but she didn't refute it, and maybe she could see that I lived in such a shabby apartment, and I didn't have much money, so it would be nice for her to have a place to live.
"That's all for now." I said.
"Master, I'm hungry." Elena said as she touched her stomach.
"Didn't you just have breakfast?" I looked out the window at the sunny sun, and before I knew it, it was noon.
"Uh, didn't you say you know how to do laundry, cook, wash dishes, and fold quilts? It's time to show you, go get two lunches. I said angrily.
"Oh, then, I'll try it." Elena stood up and began rummaging in the fridge for what she could make lunch.
Looking at Elena's back, I still can't believe it, why did I raise a werewolf in a daze? Forget it, let's just get a pet dog.
"Can you eat dog food?" I asked like a ghost.
"Master, I am the most noble Silver Moon Werewolf, I am not a dog, I don't eat dog food." Elena pinched her waist angrily and said, I have to say that she looks very cute when she is angry.
"Just kidding, you go ahead." I seem to have found something very interesting.
Elena worked for more than an hour, and finally ate lunch before dinner, the whole process I can only describe in four words, that is, thrilling, Elena is lying to me, she doesn't know how to cook at all.
I covered my forehead and looked at the charred food on the table, it should be called food, right?
"What is this?" I asked if it tasted good.
"It's Japanese food, black pepper udon." Elena said proudly.
"Can you eat this lump?" I've eaten udon, but it's not like this.
"Yes, yes? Why don't you taste it first, master? Elena said.
"Okay, okay." I tried to eat a little, and although it didn't look good, it tasted reasonable, and I decided not to let her cook next time, and saw how messy my kitchen made her, and I ended up cooking two bowls of noodles.
After lunch, Elena looked at me pitifully, and said nothing, which made my heart furious.
"What's wrong again?" I asked angrily.
"My clothes are all broken, and I want to apply for some money and buy two new outfits." Elena said aggrievedly.
"This can be had, you wear my clothes first, and I'll take you out to buy it." I thought about it and said, it seems that I will have to find a way to make more money in the future, even if I work in the Los Angeles Police Department Archives, the salary of 2,500 US dollars a month may not be enough.
So, I took Elena out the door and bought two cheaper clothes for Elena in a nearby store, a small white floral dress and a denim bib T-shirt. I have to say that Elena looks good no matter what she wears, who made her have an angelic face again.
Elena was very happy on the way back, walking in front of me and bouncing like a child, as the sun set, I looked at her back and was unconsciously obsessed.
As we reached the intersection to cross the sidewalk, Elena suddenly stopped, and I noticed that she looked a little nervous, but more angry.
I don't understand what's wrong with her, why is she suddenly showing this expression? I looked around the street, but I didn't find anything unusual, and suddenly, I noticed two strange people in the crowded street, they looked so out of place in the crowd, because I felt a strong murderous aura in them.