The next day, Athach was awakened by the sound of talking outside.
“It’s ten o’clock. Miss Ada hasn’t come out yet. Was she killed by Mr. Greef?”
“I don’t know. There was too much noise in the room last night, and then there was no sound. It was so quiet that people were afraid. This is something that has never happened before.”
“In the past, when Mr. Greef went crazy, he beat people seriously. Miss Ada probably couldn’t escape, so she died.”
Haley heard the voice and shouted, “What are you talking about here? Do you want to quit?”
Servants have dispersed.
Haley looked at the closed door, worried, but afraid to knock at the door.
He went downstairs to grandpa Greef and asked, “Master, do you want to knock?”
Grandpa Greef looked gloomy and serious: “No, I believe in Athach.”
He naturally heard the clanging of the room last night, and he also wanted to stop it, so as to avoid Athach’s injury.
But in the end, it’s still over.
This is Conlin’s last hope.
In the room, Athach woke up, and she was still imprisoned in his arms by Conlin, without moving a bit.
However, the intensity of his imprisonment is not as overbearing as it was last night.
When Athach moved, she felt pins and needles in her limbs, like countless ants biting. She gasped when she felt uncomfortable.
In the evening, she remained motionless, and her limbs were paralyzed.
Athach poked Conlin’s side waist with her finger: “Conlin , let me go, I’m numb.”
Conlin , who hadn’t slept for three days, didn’t sleep well, but she woke him up. He opened eyes fiercely, and his eyes were bloodshot, just like a beast that was woken up, looking at Athach like a prey.
Athach was imprisoned in his arms and could not see his face, but she also felt the danger.
Conlin is a very dangerous man.
Conlin did not let go of Athach, but also held her tighter, bowed his head and smelled the clear fragrance on her body, and his voice was hoarse: “sleep.”
There is no intention to let her go. He rarely gets a good night’s sleep without dreams.
Athach was silent for a moment and said, “I … have to go to the toilet.”
I can’t hold back.
If Conlin sees her face, he will find her flushed.
Because this posture is awkward, and the male have morning buds, the two people’s bodies cling to each other, and her feeling is very obvious.
Conlin frowned, but let her go.
Athach got free, without the pain of quadriplegia, immediately got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
Conlin looked at the closed door, his eyes deep, and then spread out.
Athach wash out. Conlin has got up and changed his clothes.
Compared with his cold bloodthirsty last night, he wears a specific suit today, and his body exudes imperial dignity.
Athach also packed her mood and asked him, “Mr. Greef, did you sleep well last night?”
Conlin walked up to Athach, looked down at her and shouted, “Athach.”
Athach raised her eyes and looked at him.
Conlin bowed his head, his cold eyes filled with aggression and hegemony: “Athach, if you provoke me, you won’t get away with it.”
Athach is a little confused. Why did she provoke him?
“Mr. Greef, I just asked if you slept well, how can I provoke you …”
Before Athach finished speaking, Conlin leaned down, lowered his head, leaned close to her lips, and gently opened his thin lips: “in the future, my poison depends on Mrs. Greef.”
Athach:! ! !
She looked up at him and said, “Mr. Greef, do you believe in my medical skills?”
Conlin slightly hooked his lips: “I don’t believe it.”
Athach: …
Conlin stepped back half a step, straightened up and looked at her: “You are my antidote.”
He likes her taste.
She, he took it.