Can't remember clearly?

If she really couldn't remember clearly, she wouldn't be able to instantly distinguish the aroma in that field of powdered fireworks.

He Liuzhi looked at her vaguely sad eyes, and he felt a rare pity, and did not intend to open her wounds.

There was silence all the way in the car.

By the time we got back to the villa, it was already eleven o'clock at night.

Sheng Chuhe seemed to be more wary and had to send He Liuzhi back to his room in person before leaving.

Early the next morning, Sheng Chuhe came again. He Liuzhi didn't get up, so she stood at the head of the bed, standing upright, staring at him unblinkingly, like a wooden stake.

He Liuzhi woke up completely from his drowsiness. He got up with a cold face and the air pressure all over his body was horribly low.

Xiao Zhen prepared a sumptuous breakfast for him. Just when He Liuzhi was about to eat, Sheng Chuhe, the wooden stake man, suddenly rushed in front of him and ate some of the egg bread, grilled sausage and fried noodles on the plate, and drank some at the end.

I took a big sip of milk.

The grilled sausage was particularly delicious. Sheng Chuhe had never eaten it before and couldn't help but take another bite.

He Liuzhi's face completely darkened. He squeezed the knife and fork in his hand tightly and looked at her coldly.

The servants beside him all held their breath and looked at Sheng Chuhe as if they were seeing a ghost.

Only Sheng Chuhe had no expression on his face: "Yes, it's all safe. Let's eat."

He Liuzhi threw down his knife and fork, stood up and left.

Sheng Chuhe looked at Xiao Zhen on the side without knowing it: "Master, what's going on?"

Xiao Zhen looked at Sheng Chuhe as if he were a monster: "Young master, you have a problem with getting out of bed and a mysophobia, you..."

Sheng Chuhe: "What does it have to do with me? I just want to protect him."

Xiaozhen lowered his head and did not dare to answer the conversation, and just put away the plates.

In the end, He Liuzhi hid in the study and ate two biscuits with a cold face to satisfy his hunger.

When it came to lunch, Sheng Chuhe wanted to move his chopsticks first, but He Liuzhi suddenly pinched her wrist and said coldly: "Lao Zhang!"

A quarter of an hour later, Sheng Chuhe was forced to stand in the yard and lift a barrel.

The wooden bucket was filled with water and she was asked to carry it without letting it fall to the ground.

Although Sheng Chuhe is short, he is very strong. This weight is like a joke to her.

It's just that the prince is not easy to take care of, which makes Sheng Chuhe a little annoyed.

Just when she was thinking about how to please the prince, she heard the sound of high-heeled shoes coming from in front of her.

Looking around, I saw the girl I saw a few days ago was here again.

She wore a well-tailored blue dress, white high-heeled leather shoes, and carried a small leather bag in her hand.

It is Bai Shulan.

As the name suggests, Bai Shulan people are gentle and graceful in appearance.

Bai Shulan's father is the police chief of Huangpu City, and he is an authentic lady of the family.

She and He Liuzhi have known each other for many years and can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, so they often come to see him at the Huangpu Villa.

Sheng Chuhe looked at her, and Bai Shulan naturally saw him too. She saw that Sheng Chuhe was wearing a shirt and sweater, which looked much more fashionable than when they first met.

But he was holding a big wooden barrel in his hand, which was a bit funny.

Bai Shulan chuckled, walked quickly to his side, tilted her head and said, "You've only been in office for a few days, and you're already being punished?"

Sheng Chuhe laughed awkwardly.

Bai Shulan walked up to him, removed the barrel from her hand, then took his hand and walked towards the house.

While saying: "Let's go, as long as I'm here, he won't dare to bully you again."

Sheng Chuhe looked at Bai Shulan holding his hand and couldn't help but feel slightly in a trance.

It had been a long time since her entire family had died tragically, and no one had held her hand.

When Bai Shulan pulled Sheng Chuhe into the hall, He Liuzhi was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper.

The "Huangpu Daily" is recording the news of the assassination of the New Metropolis Ballroom yesterday, and the page is quite large.

Hearing the sound, He Liuzhi looked up and saw Bai Shulan holding the little dwarf's wrist, which was inexplicably dazzling.

He Liuzhi continued to read the newspaper with an expressionless face.

Bai Shulan rushed to him, snatched the newspaper from his hand without any scruples, and said coquettishly: "Isn't it too bad for you to bully Xiaohe Shui like this?"

He Liuzhi smiled half-heartedly: "Miss Bai, are you feeling distressed?"

Bai Shulan was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said: "No..."

He Liuzhi looked at Sheng Chuhe, his eyes slightly cold.

Sheng Chuhe understood what he meant instantly. He lowered his head slightly, walked out resignedly, and lifted the barrel again.

Bai Shulan's sweet voice kept coming from the room, and He Liuzhi occasionally chimed in, which was harmonious.

She stared blankly ahead, remembering that her elder sister and elder brother would talk to her softly like this when they were young.

But looking back now, it seems like the last century was so far away.

After dark, Bai Shulan had already gone home, but He Liuzhi still didn't let her into the house.

Sheng Chuhe had been hungry for a whole day. Fortunately, she was in poor health, so a few hungry meals would not be a big deal.

It wasn't until seven o'clock in the evening that the housekeeper Lao Zhang came to her and said that the young master asked her to come in for dinner.

There was a lonely dinner plate on the huge dining table, with a large piece of steak and two large sausages lying in the center of the plate, and a large glass of warm milk.

Sheng Chuhe looked at the grilled sausages in the bowl and couldn't help but smile.

Late at night, the autumn wind is blowing dry.

But vaguely, there was a faint strange noise outside the window.

Sheng Chuhe suddenly opened his eyes and stood up.

The night was mottled, and He Liuzhi was lying on the bed, half asleep and half awake, when he felt a sudden weight on his body, finally forcing him to open his eyes.

Then he saw a pair of beautiful eyes dilating in front of his eyes.

In the dark night, the corners of these eyes were upturned, inexplicably charming, but their eyes were terrifyingly cold.

"Shh, don't talk, someone is coming."

Sheng Chuhe stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and nose, whispering in his ear, and unknowingly, his whole body was half pressed against his body.
Chapter completed!