My Guardian Mr Bo

These two people who were originally impossible to be related, how could they be one...person...

Leng Jue searched the trash can to see if he could find any information.

He hopes he can't find it.

It's just that there was not much in the trash can, but at the bottom, he saw a...discarded...human skin mask.

There are still stitch-like traces on it.

That was clearly the one...the one she was wearing...

Leng Jue looked at the human skin mask, and it seemed that for a moment, all his strength seemed to disappear, and his squatting body seemed to be stiff there, and he no longer had the strength to stand up.

until--

The water stopped in the bathroom.

Immediately before she came out, he quickly stood up like an electric shock, took off his gloves and put them in his trouser pockets, standing with his back facing the bathroom, and the trash can was still in place, as if nothing had changed.

Everything here has actually been deliberately cleaned up, even the bedroom windows have been opened to circulate air.

If he hadn't deliberately gone through the trash can and reached the bottom, it would have been impossible to find the clue.

But in the end, he wanted to prove that they were not alone, to prove failure.

The bathroom door was opened.

With a rush of heat, the sound of footsteps in slippers came out.

"...Leng Jue."

She faintly spoke his name.

Gu Liang's voice is actually very nice. The voice is always light and hoarse, but soft. Calling his name at this time seems to have a lingering meaning.

Just as Leng Jue was about to turn around, suddenly she walked up quickly, encircling his waist from behind.

Leng Jue froze instantly.

No matter what this is, this is the first time she has been so proactive about herself.

He lowered his head, her slender bare arms wrapped around his waist.

Her skin is very fair, she is so thin, Leng Jue thinks about her figure and everything about her, how he can't think of it, in such a body, there is a powerful and special soul lurking. .

just.

Leng Jue thought that she had cleaned everything up here, didn't she want him to discover her...secret?

His eyes flickered.

No one could see what he was thinking in his slightly drooping eyes.

She wrapped her hand around his waist, not feeling tighter, her lips lightly opened, "Why are you here?"

Leng Jue heard her voice, her eyes suddenly felt a little sore.

He took her hand, pulled it away, then turned to look at her.

She wears a bathrobe, her skin is pure and fair, her cheeks are rosy from just after a shower, her eyes are soaked with moisture, her wet hair is randomly **** and turned into a ball head, and the large bathrobe is loosely wrapped around her body, revealing Large piece of exquisite collarbone.

Leng Jue looked at her beautiful and pure face, gently stroked her hand, her lips moved slightly, "Because I miss you."

Come see her if you think about her.

Only before that, he originally wanted to catch the "wanted criminal" and come to see her again, but now, it seems that he can't.

He looked at her obsessively.

This face is his favorite face, but...this should be true...

He stroked the hand on her cheek and unknowingly moved to her ear, as if he wanted to fumble it carefully, but he curled up his hand again.

He just felt that he suddenly lost that guts...