Chapter 651 The stars are all yours (66)
Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night.
Because the lady didn't wake up all night, she slept soundly, and even in her sleep, she hugged the dead girl who had an unknown past tightly.
Assistant Wang definitely doesn't know what Madam's sleeping habits are like at night, but on weekdays, except for Mr., Madam looks indifferent and lazy to everyone, unattainable, and arrogant to the core.
How could such a person hug an unfamiliar person while sleeping?
One hug lasted all night.
At first, the husband was still sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for the lady to let go of the little girl and then take her place.
Unexpectedly, the whole night, the husband just waited by the bed all night long, but he didn't see the lady let go of her hand.
One big and one small, sleeping one after another.
The boss didn't want to sleep, and Assistant Wang didn't even dare to sleep. He held a small stool and stood guard outside the door, waiting for the husband to take the dead girl's place.
Then, he stayed up all night with his boss.
The temperature dropped in the middle of the night, and his teeth chattered from the cold. He quickly found a blanket to cover Yunjun, and then helped him replace the cold tea with new hot tea.
"Sir, why don't you go sleep in the next car first?"
Yun Jun was sitting at the table reading a book and didn't even raise his head when he heard Assistant Wang's words.
"No, you go back and rest."
Assistant Wang quickly shook his head.
"I'm not sleepy, then I'll go outside and wait. If you need anything, call me."
Mr. Yun, I have no sleep all night.
Ye Zhou, have a good sleep.
The next morning, Zhou Ye woke up and saw a fluffy head buried in his arms as soon as he opened his eyes.
She blinked, still a little confused and wet.
What the hell is this?
Why in her arms?
When Zhou Ye woke up with a hangover, her mind was spinning very slowly, so she lay quietly until Aowu opened her mouth to explain.
"This is the little girl you planned to keep yesterday, the thief." Zhou Ye's head was filled with questions.
"Raise her?"
"Well, I heard it with my own ears, and you repeated it many times. What do you mean, good dog, I will keep you from now on!"
Except for Zhou Ye, no one else in the world could do such a thing as mistaking a living human girl for a dog.
Listening to the determined tone of the wailing, Zhou Ye vaguely remembered that he did see a dog yesterday.
Is it this little girl?
Zhou Ye lowered his head and saw half of the little girl's face squeezed into a ball of white flesh. Her thick eyelashes were curled like a small fan, and her two thick eyebrows were squeezed out of shape. She read with a small mouth, The saliva dripped down her entire chest and soaked her collar.
Zhou Ye frowned, his eyes filled with disgust.
Just when she was about to get up and throw the thing next to her, she suddenly felt a pain in her neck.
A sudden burst of burning pain caught Zhou Ye off guard.
She looked down and reached out to take out the knife-shaped pendant that had been hanging around her neck. It was glowing, a faint red light, constantly emitting heat.
Zhou Ye reached out and touched his neck. A piece of skin was burned, where the pendant was originally placed.
The pain reminded Zhou Ye that the knife in front of her that had been with her for three thousand years had just hurt herself.
"You dare to burn me."
Zhou Ye looked at the pendant, his dark eyes glowing with coldness.
Aowu was also shocked.
This knife is Zhou Ye's favorite thing. For it, Zhou Ye is even willing to work for himself.
And this sword obeyed Zhou Ye's words even more. Although the sword soul was gone, no one else in the world except the master Zhou Ye would touch it without death or injury.
(End of chapter)