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In front of the dresser, there is a girl in a crimson light travel dress, her hair is slightly curly, and her dark apricot eyes look at the mirror, her gaze wanders, as if she is looking at another world.

"I don't remember you having a habit of praying. ”

When the girl heard this, she turned to look. In a unique perspective, a young man sits in a low chair, his face completely obscured by the wide back of the book, and the palm of his left hand firmly supports the thick spine of the book, not moving, as if the words just now did not come from his mouth. The slender and slender fingers of his right hand gently turned the slightly yellowed pages, making a characteristic grinding sound.

Triss liked the sound, and the sound of the young man in front of her was the most charming.

The girl opened her mouth to explain, but the words she said were very awkward: "As the young master said, I don't believe in this, but praying can at least reduce a little uneasiness in my fragile heart." ”

Girls don't say such long sentences on weekdays.

"Fragile?" the back of the book slowly moved down, revealing the clear and deep black eyes of the young man, "You're making me laugh again." The young man's words came out of her mouth, and she knew that her reaction had met her expectations.

I saw that the girl suddenly grinned, revealing a row of neat white delicate teeth: "It is difficult for us to travel out of the city, but young master, you still only care about reading and refuse to chat with me." I'm going to have to say something strange to myself to get your attention. The girl's round eyes widened and she pouted.

The young man's face was pale, and he seemed to be unmoved: "You know it's not easy to make me laugh. ”

Needless to say, the girl certainly knows that her young master has always been like this.

The young man then spoke, but still hiding his face behind the book: "I must warn you, Triss. Your current identity is my fiancée, don't call me young master anymore, you have to call me by my name to appear close. You know, that's what I've always said. ”

"I think the title of young master is my closest expression. The girl didn't seem to want to be obedient: "Because when I saw the young master's face, this is the word that blurted out." ”

Next, the distance from the dresser to the back chair was crossed by the girl in an instant, and she stretched out her white arm and slowly pressed down the "Holy Capital Customs" in the young man's hand, until the young man's entire face was exposed in front of her eyes. She slowly pulled her delicate face up.

The process of absorbing knowledge was interrupted so rudely that the young man was very displeased: "Triss..."

"Don't move!" the girl interrupted the reprimand, "There's a little worm on the young master's face! ”

The youth immediately froze, he was not very good at dealing with bugs. At this time, he immediately closed his eyes tightly, and looked very nervous, probably afraid of being bitten by insects on his handsome face, so he had to let the girl's soft caress his face.

For a long time, but the touch of fingertips kept coming from my face. The young man waited a little impatiently, and quietly opened one of his squinted eyes, and saw the serious appearance of the girl. "Triss, hurry up. He urged, feeling like his forehead was about to sweat.

And just when his mental tension was about to reach its limit......

"I was mistaken, it turned out to be a wild rose. The girl smirked, and withdrew her hand from the face to her chest, but there was a bright red rose in her hand. She shook the flower from side to side in front of the youth, as if it were the banner of the army after the victory of the battle.

When the young man saw the vision, his eyes went dark, and his chest was clogged: "Oh, Triss. You're ......."

He wanted to scold, but his heart suddenly softened for no reason, and his serious outline collapsed in an instant, and the corners of one side of his mouth curled strangely, forming an extremely ugly expression with the rest of his unmoved facial features, which he could call a laugh.

"Spare me, this trick. In the end, what blurted out became admiration.

The young master finally smiled. The girl snorted at the young man, and began to walk back and forth in the room contentedly.

The young man shook his head, breathed a long sigh of relief, closed the book on his lap, and looked very helpless: "Only you can be so happy next door to the box where the dead man died last night." ”

The girl was a little surprised, "It turns out that the young master also knows that the person next door is dead." Actually, last night I heard something unusual next door. ”

The young man did not pause, and threw out the terrible words with sharp eyes: "Tell me that you didn't do it!"

The girl made a grievance: "Of course not! Why should I do this?" I have no grievances with him, and I don't even know the man!Well, I'll admit I did go out last night to breathe, but that's not because of you...... of coldness. I understand that nothing can go wrong on this trip, and I have made a promise before I come out that I will not cause any trouble to the young master......"

"Well, I'm sure you didn't bother me. The young man still frowned: "But our trouble has grown two annoying long legs, and we will come to the door ourselves." ”

The girl suddenly understood his concern and decided to change the subject: "But we are innocent...... Young master, forget these worries, it's lunch time. She saw the clock on the wall, and the hands were luckily tilted towards twelve o'clock, which gave her a voice.

The young man was silent, undoubtedly bothered by something.

In the meantime, the girl came to the back of the chair at some point, and her arms went around the back of the chair and around the young man's neck, and her white and red face was also attached to his cheeks.

The young man was silent, as if he was thinking about something, and as if he was enjoying the sensual stimulation that the girl brought him.

She tilted her head and kissed the young man's neck with her pink lips.

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Corridor.

Young Detective Eric was standing in front of Box Four, ready to knock on the closed door. The conductor of the train stood by stupidly, giving him a formal smile without any behavioral support.

Eric cursed and held out his left hand.

Knock, knock, knock.

Unhurried knocking on the door. Eric was secretly smug, confident in his own approach. No one in the room would hear the identity of the knocker as long as he wanted to. Of course, this only applies to part of the situation, and he will still knock on it normally when he needs to reveal his identity.

I only heard a few noises in the box, like the sound of chickens and dogs jumping in the vegetable garden. Eric didn't say anything, and waited for the good news.

The unhurried wait finally came to fruition, and the door opened a crack, which was in fact wide for Eric. From it he could see a graceful figure.