"Did you miss me?" This woman's mind is so straightforward, it is completely different from Li Jiaming's memory, she chases it if she likes it, without hesitation at all.

"Nope!" Caesar's head shook like a rattle, and then he thought that such a straightforward rejection of a woman's confession was not good, which might affect his image, so he said: "When I am on a business trip, I am often busy with my feet and do not touch the ground, so I have no time to think about it." ”

Listening to this perfunctory answer, Elizabeth suddenly complained, is this damn man's heart made of stone? Why can't you just respond a little bit to yourself!

"I'm graduating! Then I went back to Europe! Will never come back! Don't regret it then! Obviously she was saying aggressive words, but this woman actually said it with a bit of pleading.

"I learned a sentence from my Chinese friends, saying that differences do not conspire with each other, Elizabeth, we are not all the way, there is no need to force it!" Caesar said expressionlessly, since this little girl has torn her face, of course he has nothing good to say.

The people who were still eating melons have long since run away, and one of them is their own mentor, and the other is scary with a big background, if you sprinkle fire on them, everyone can stand it.

The office was empty, and one of the runaways forgot to close the window, and a warm breeze blew through the window, blowing up piles of papers.

The woman in front of her lowered her head, her long hair covering her face, maybe she was crying! Caesar thought casually, a woman of this age still has a trace of innocent fantasies, has not been beaten by society, and always thinks that she can exchange sincerity for sincerity. There are always people whose hearts are harder than an indestructible stone, and this woman will understand sooner or later that she is not really able to move at all.

But it is not a gentleman's business to let a girl cry, Caesar took a handkerchief from his pocket and stuffed it into Elizabeth's hand, and then slowly left the office, "Good men are everywhere, there is no need to pass on my nest grass." ”

What Caesar didn't see was that Elizabeth's tearful eyes turned red in an instant, and her fingernails became dark and sharp as she clenched her handkerchief.

The following time Caesar devoted himself to the cause of alchemy, seeking a way to transform his spirit into reality in a pile of glass and two large bowls of his own blood.

Backtracking!

This is the dragon word of the alchemy that Caesar tried, and it is not some mysterious time rewind or anything like that, that kind of thing Caesar would not dare to think of just now. What he was trying to do now was the simplest, and most realistic, to use alchemy to fix a small memory, a small goal that was undoubtedly very reasonable for an alchemist who only had glass and dragon blood as his materials.

But before he could do that, he had to kill a pile of glass with his spirit so that they could have the unique property of "death".

This is also the reason why Caesar did not try alchemy yesterday, he was afraid that he would die suddenly if he released the spirit of words again.

Alchemy is actually not difficult at all, at least for Caesar now. He used the purchased hydrofluoric acid to engrave the glass with his satisfactory words, injected blood into his soul, made him a so-called living metal, and finally injected the existence of the spirit to create a miracle.

A small glass ball the size of a fingernail was completed, originally it was a palm-sized piece of glass, after being engraved with dragon words, injected with blood, then contracted, closed into a glass ball the size of a fingernail, covered with black and brown dragon words, after Caesar injected the spirit, it became milky white.

There are no special effects, or maybe it's because the gadget isn't really a big deal, because it's really small. Caesar couldn't wait to try it after the manufacturing was completed, and the effect was very remarkable, Caesar felt that he would always remember the lady who didn't say it to the flight attendant the day before yesterday, and you don't want to lose this job!

It always felt like he was wasting his energy in a strange place, Caesar thought as he stared at the glass ball in his hand, which had lost its milky white color.

It's a good thing, and to be honest, Caesar didn't think he could do anything magical with glass in the first place, but he didn't expect to give him an unexpected surprise.

Yes~~

Caesar walked out of his study, stretching as he walked, and before he knew it, he had spent an afternoon alchemy, and all he got was some glass marbles that could not be said to be useful, but could only be said to be useless. But this kind of fulfilling life is not bad, at least you don't have to think about where to go to make a girl as hard as before.

The place where Caesar lives can only be said to be decent, belonging to the kind of high-end apartments where the elite of Wall Street live, I can't say how comfortable it is, I can only say that it is a low-profile version of the villa. When a large bungalow has something extravagant like an indoor pool, it's hard not to look at the house as an apartment.

The night in New York is very gorgeous, this is a very simple statement, after all, there are countless optical pollution, all kinds of colorful light with the vitality of the night, those big company logos are eager to take the searchlight as their own façade, so a colorful city that never sleeps rises from the ground, but creates a ridiculous scene that is more lively at night than during the day.

Caesar lay in his bathtub with a big grin, not caring that his naked body was facing a floor-to-ceiling transparent glass window. He has a very bad habit of eating greasy fried food, such as fried chicken, while taking a bath. The fried chicken with tomato sauce is fried and charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the sweet and sour flavor combined with the tender texture of the chicken brings Caesar an indescribable enjoyment from body to soul. In one word, it is contentment!

Perhaps because of his childhood, Caesar thinks that the desire to eat is all the desires of the world, so no matter how beautiful the beauty nephrite is in her arms, if she can't satisfy Caesar's appetite, it will be in vain.

Now Caesar was full, so he regretted a little that he shouldn't have rejected Miss Elizabeth so thoroughly during the day, after all, she was really a woman of the extreme, and if she could be brought home, then Caesar would not want to become a beast now.

Maybe God has pity on Caesar, who was blistered in warm water and found himself salivating Elizabeth looking at him outside the window, as if she could walk in as long as she beckoned.

As I said before, Caesar can't refuse Elizabeth now, because he has become a beast that thinks with his lower body, so he beckons.

Touch!

The huge glass windows shattered, and some even flew into Caesar's bathtub. Elizabeth, who was only wearing pajamas, stepped into Caesar's room gently, and a pair of white feet that made some special hobbies completely crazy stepped directly on those sharp glass shards, not at all worried about adding some scratches to this pair of white jade-like works of art.

"Caesar?" Elizabeth stared at someone in the bathtub with red, blood-dripping eyes.