Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 309: No. 54 cannot let down Qingqing ([-])
Tan Sang's mind was shaken by the pleasant voice, and he suddenly came back to his senses when the man came in front of him.

She stepped forward and threw herself into his arms, her eyes were downcast, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

Like a little fox that has just won.

She still felt aggrieved when she spoke, "Don't you like me, husband? Why don't you sleep with me?"

the man is silent,

"Madam, do you want to know the secret report?"

As soon as the subject changed, Tan Sang began to think about whether he had done anything to show off just now.

She smiled brightly, "Husband, I'm just a woman, even if Husband told me about the secret report, I wouldn't understand it."

Pretend to be crazy.

Shen Jijin smiled helplessly,
"Madam, secret reports will not always be placed on me," the man glanced at the moonlight outside.

Said something nonsensical: "This winter, everything will be fine."

What he said was that the secret report would be sent out within a few days.

But the people in the house are almost gone.

no, no,

Except for the butler.

Staring blankly at the man's silhouette under the moonlight.

He is such a wise man.

You must have noticed her...

Now she doesn't even know who the enemy undercover is.

Things got messed up again.

It was she who was impatient.

Tan Sang's eyebrows and eyes were still bright in the night, and his eyes were calm, showing no fear or nervousness at all.

"Husband, I'm a little tired."

Saying this, lightly, without any strength at all.

The man covered her with the quilt dotingly, "Go to sleep, I'll watch."

He sat in the chair without moving, with one hand propped on his side, his eyes were dark and full of emotions.

It was very quiet in the room.

The more Tan Sang lay down, the more sleepy she became, and several times her eyelids couldn't help but fight.

But she still forced her hazy consciousness to speak to Shen Jijin: "Does the murderer really have to be handed over to Xu Mocheng?"

"Ah."

"Then..." She asked tentatively.

"If one day the secret report can only have one with my husband, what should my husband do?"

She looks like a little girl who loves to act coquettishly.

It really made Shen Jijin dumbfounded.

"This floating world is invincible to Madam, because Madam's appearance makes me very happy."

This said.

Really good at talking.

"My husband is so kind."

The girl's tired voice subconsciously softened.

The night was as black as ink.

The snow-white curtains that fell to the floor were blown by the cold wind blowing in from the window, fluttering in the room strangely and silently.

A figure swayed towards Tan Sang's original room.

Hearing the movement, Xu Mocheng led a group of soldiers to the door of the room.

The man kicked it away.

Inside the room, the floor was in a mess, as if someone had rummaged through things and made a mess.

The window facing the door is wide open.

It seemed that the man had fled.

The man's brows sank, and he said, "Quick, look carefully for me, and you must see every corner clearly."

A group of people ran away swiftly, and the movement was a bit loud.

Maybe it was because she was too tired, but the girl didn't wake up at all due to such a big movement, she even turned over, smacked her lips lightly, her lips were moistened with a layer of water, and they were so bright red that it caught the eye.

Shen Jijin suddenly came back to his senses.

Looking at the girl on the bed not far away, his eyes deepened.

After a few seconds of silence, he got up and walked over, and sat down on the side of the bed silently, looking down at the girl's peaceful sleeping face.

The fur of the silver-white wolf is more shiny under the moonlight.

It rubbed against the man's trousers.

But his hands approached the little girl on the bed restlessly.

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Wolf: Can I say that the hand moved first?

(End of this chapter)