The wolf girl is also black

Chapter 167 The Love Is Deep (2)
Although it's been so many years, I haven't seen him have a girlfriend, but it doesn't hinder his desire for a girlfriend.In his words, his muse has not yet appeared, and he must be ready to welcome his muse at any time.

In fact, the seemingly chaotic buildings in Zhuangzi are actually traceable.In order to keep a back hand, they made a secret passage. The laboratory is actually connected to each small building, but the door of the secret passage is too secret, and Moore has spent a lot of effort on it.

And in order to match his secret passages and protective devices, the house can only be such a messy building. Moore has studied for a long time, and because he likes the culture of their country, he found that it can be made into a gossip shape, which does not affect the appearance and is meaningful. Connotation, but also can facilitate those hidden devices.

Because Zhuangzi is too big, you can't find it standing here, but if you look from above, you can see that the whole villa is not so boxy, but built according to the shape of a gossip, and those scattered small buildings are an arc.

She didn't have so many requirements, since she handed over the full power to Moore at the beginning, she knew that her only requirement was that there must be many flowers and plants in the villa, and other decorations could be completely unnecessary.She won't spend so much time on these.

But Moore is different, what he demands is perfection, not even a single brick or blade of grass can be messed up, each has its own place.

When I saw the Zhuangzi built for the first time, it was a shock. As Moore said, perfect, except for the high-tech systems, even the flowers and plants I requested are so orderly and completely in line with myself. Except for the exaggerated princess room.

Weishengyueren walked all the way, feeling uncomfortable, as if someone was spying on him, his body became vigilant instinctively, and his sharp eagle eyes swept around calmly.

Although he didn't find anything, he couldn't be wrong based on his keen perception of the surroundings at the moment of life and death for so many years. He believed in his own feelings.

Qinghe, who was holding his big hand, noticed that his body was stiff for a moment, and when she looked up, she saw his tightly pursed lips and deep eyes, and the breath around her was instantly cold, full of chill.

What has been experienced to make a person alert to this point, the mind has not kept up, but the body has already reacted instinctively.

Qinghe squeezed his big hand, as if some machine-like person felt the soft and delicate touch on his hand, and slowly lowered his head to look at their holding hands.He blinked blankly, dispelling the haze in his eyes, and regained his clarity.

His brain finally started to function, and he said to Qinghe appreciatively: "Your villa is well done." Naturally, what he was talking about was not how good the scenery was or how luxurious the decoration was, but the things hidden in the dark.

If it weren't for his sharp perception beyond ordinary people, he wouldn't be able to notice it at all.Weishengyueren looked at Qinghe with surprise and tender eyes, how many sides of her he didn't know, he always knew that this girl was not simple, but he didn't expect that after such a long time, he still didn't understand her thoroughly, She is like a mysterious and ancient book, every time he turns a page, there will be new surprises for him.

Uh, can she say it's not her fault?Although the two are now in a confirmed relationship, who knows what the future holds, and they don't necessarily have to tell each other everything.

Just like she didn't know much about Weishengyueren's identity until now, she probably knew that he was doing things for the country, but her grandfather's attitude towards him made her feel that Weishengyueren's identity was more than that simple.

The first floor of the small building is the living room and kitchen, which are filled with lush flowers and plants, revealing scenes full of vitality everywhere, which makes people relax and refresh their minds.

Weisheng Yueren didn't relax his tense body until he entered the room and sat on the sofa, with a tired look on his face.It wasn't until entering the room that the feeling of being watched disappeared, and the room felt very comfortable, and only he, Qinghe, and the others showed their true emotions.

When Qinghe came back from pouring water for him, she saw him leaning on the sofa wearily, with his two-button white shirt open, revealing his delicate collarbone, his slender and powerful legs curled up here, his eyes were also closed, and there were still some spots in his eyes. The dark circles under his eyes, it seems that he didn't sleep well, just like the image of a decadent and handsome man in comics.

There was a look of distress in Qinghe's eyes, and a sense of guilt came over him. He was so happy to pick up the little guys today, but he didn't notice his strong look, and even threw him to fight with the little guys for so long. tired.

This person is like this, he doesn't say a word, he holds everything in his heart and bears it by himself. It took her two years to let him release his true emotions in front of her. It should be the camera outside. He was so stressed that he couldn't relax.

It's the hot summer now, Qinghe glanced at the ice water in his hand, then turned around to get a glass of warm water again.

As soon as Qinghe walked in, Wei Shengyueren's body stiffened instinctively, probably because he felt Qinghe's breath, he returned to normal, and opened his bloodshot eyes to look at him.Qinghe sighed darkly, I really don't know how he pretended to be nonchalant, even the red blood in his eyes could be controlled, which was obviously not there just now outside.

"Drink some." Qinghe handed him the warm water in his hand.

Weishengyueren smiled lightly, his dark eyes were like two clear jades, shining brightly, and his joy was beyond words, as if he was happy that someone cared about him.He took the water glass and drank it in one gulp without stopping.

Qinghe's heart twitched unconsciously, and before he had time to grasp this wonderful feeling, he was drawn back to his thoughts by the cup returning to his hand.

Putting the cup on the table casually, Qinghe stretched out his hand to pull him: "Go upstairs and have a good sleep, I haven't slept for a few days, why are you so tired."

The Weisheng Yueren in front of her has always acted more than thought. He obviously wanted to say it's okay, but when it came to his lips, he said, "It's been four days."

Listening to his already hoarse voice, Qinghe felt the inexplicable irritability in her heart become more severe, which made her a little at a loss, as if angry, but also as if pity. Uneasy mood.

"I don't want to go." Qinghe pulled him for a long time, but he didn't pull him up. He was like a stubborn child, holding the sofa tightly with the hand that she didn't hold, and looked at Qinghe firmly.

He wanted to take a good look at her, he didn't want to sleep, as long as she was by his side, he would feel very relaxed and happy.

Qinghe had no choice but to squat in front of her and coax her like a child: "Then what do you want to do? Who kept you up for so many days? After finishing your work, you should rest for a day before coming back. You are so tired now."

(End of this chapter)