You Plan To Kill Me With Meng? - Chapter 5

This week, when Jean called Mr. Center, he vaguely felt that the other party was absent-minded, as if there was something hidden in his heart, worried.

It made me feel very worried. It just happened that the work came to an end recently, and he proposed to come to China to visit his husband.

I thought I would be rejected, but I didn't expect the husband to mumble absently, and didn't even think about it.

Let me sigh why I am so hard

For the first time in more than 20 years, I like a person. The other person is my own leader and a leader with a sense of belonging.

The situation is pretty bad.

Even if he made up his mind to take the husband away from that person, it was just a mouthful, and there was no bottom in his heart.

If the husband really likes each other so much, let me think, how can I bear to see him and ask for it.

Of course, it was to catch the unsuccessful man, wash it and send it to the husband's bed.

Alexander was on mission these days, and Senter was really absent-minded. It was not until he hung up the phone that he recalled what he had just said.

He immediately sent someone to prepare the room.

I'm used to being taken care of. Even in China, there are people taking care of Sente's daily life. Fortunately, the house here is spacious enough.

Jean soon arrived at the new home where Sente settled down. No matter how spacious it was, it couldn't compare to the original manor, let alone there is a family next door.

That farm is bigger than Mr. Center's yard and it is extremely unscientific.

Unless the heartless guy lives there.

I was too smart, and asked the person who took him to the guest room. Sure enough, there were two policemen living next door.

This is the so-called different camp

What's wrong if you like each other

It can only be said that the other party does not like their Mr. Center that much.

"The guy who doesn't know the blessing in the blessing." Jean muttered, still with an impeccable smile on his face.

After he arrived, he took over the diet and daily life of Sente, including cooking and daily refreshments.

Although he is not tired of it, Sente can’t stand it. He always feels weird. "Let, you are here on vacation. In fact, you don’t need to do these things yourself, just leave them to others to do."

I have studied butler profession, I am interested in this aspect, Sente understands, but is also too dedicated.

He only needs to help him manage his career, and he doesn't need to be a part-time butler.

"But I like it." Jean said indifferently, and continued to cook Sente without persuasion.

Sente was helpless for this.

"Don't you like my craft?" Let me stand beside Sente meticulously, with an elegant manner, and pick up the teapot to fill the other party with tea.

It was snowing outside, the flames in the fireplace were burning, and Sente was reading a detective book.

Letting glanced over and found the subject matter of the book.

For that person?

A cup of warm black tea in snowy weather, who can’t like it

Senter shrugged, "It's up to you."

It just felt a little weird, which made him even a little inattentive when he read the book. After all, it made him different from the bodyguard. The fact that the other party had done this was too self-defeating.

He didn't want to read anymore, wanted to go back to the bedroom to rest, but when he got up he was too reckless, accidentally kicked the foot of the solid wood sofa, and his expression was distorted in pain.

"Does the kick hurt? Sit down." A caring voice sounded from the side.

After Sente sat down, he felt his hands touch his ankles, and saw him kneeling in front of him, taking off his socks to check that "the condition is fine, there is no bruise, and no bleeding."

Sente heard the other party breathe a sigh of relief, and at this time the strange feeling in his heart came out to cause trouble again.

Spread from the soles of the feet to the tips of the fingers.

Two days later, the owner of the farm next door finally came back, so he was very happy to find Sent, and he wanted to visit immediately when he got the news.

With all due respect, this is not reserved at all, it seems too cheap.

"Sir, you wear at least a coat." With a smile, he put a down jacket on his arm and prepared to take it out for him to wear.

The other party couldn't wait to go out and stepped directly into the snow in a sweater.

"Mr. is really hurting my heart all the time", letting himself mutter to himself, stepping on his long legs and quickly catching up with the figure in front of him.

When the two parties were getting closer, they had already arrived at the home of the heartless man. The other party seemed to hear the movement and came out to greet him.

The two **** shovel officers and the two wolfhounds just came back, their coats and uniforms have not been taken off, mainly because Qiao Qixi smelled Sente's breath, and he opened the door to come out by himself.

"Your old friend is here," the shoveling officer joked, and he also came out to see "It really is him, hey, why is there another one behind"

No, you have to bring bodyguards when you visit in the countryside.

Mr. "Alexander" Centre shouted.

Makes the eyebrows jump, is that person called Alexander?

It's a name that can't be more tacky, I can't believe it's Mr.'s taste.

But it looks good, although it is not yet known which one it is.

Let guess, it’s the one with more aggressive temperament

Alexander, whose name was called, happily hugged his human friend.

The tail was wagging constantly behind him, and the happiness was obvious.

Odis waited quietly on the steps, and began to feel that someone playing with Alexander was actually a good thing.

Seeing Sent hugged with a wolf dog, the most shocking thing was Jean. Isn’t Alexander not a man but a dog?

The misunderstanding is too great.

Leng stayed in place for 5 seconds, and quickly accepted the fact that Mr. didn't like people, and Mr., as always, only liked dogs.

He didn’t know whether he should cry or laugh for a while. Fortunately, it’s natural that Mr. Mr. didn’t like people. The problem is that the other person only likes dogs. This is not a good phenomenon either.

"It's too cold, put it on quickly." Letting walk over and gently put his coat on Sente's shoulder.

"Thank you." Sente felt her body warm and admitted that it was still quite cold in the snow, so that the down jacket she sent was just right.

The two police officers standing at the door couldn't help but slap their tongues. A man with such outstanding looks turned out to be just one of Sente's bodyguards.

After all, Sente didn't introduce it specifically, so they misunderstood.

"Two policemen, is your mission going well?" Senter returned his attention to the neighbor, and at the same time checked Alexander with both hands.

I am glad to learn that the other party was not injured.

"Very smoothly, thank you for your concern." Feng Xiao said, "Alexander was not injured either, but he stole the grilled fish from the comrades at the beach and had a stomach trouble."

Is it necessary to talk about things like "Woo"?

Qiao Qixi felt speechless.

It’s not because you eat the grilled fish to make your stomach irritated.

Odis is okay

Of course, because Odis had thick skin and thick skin, he couldn't compare to such an exquisite dog boy like him.

"That's good." Confirming that Alexander is okay, Sente also wittily bid farewell to his home.

Leave time to these few public servants of the people who are in a hurry.

"Are you worried these days, is it because of Alexander?" He walked with Sente on the way home. He chased him out to give Sente clothes, but he didn't wear much.

"Yes." Senter said.

"He is cute." Jean raised the corners of his mouth.

I used to take into account that my husband has someone he likes, so I didn't dare to show half of my thoughts. Now I finally know that it was just a misunderstanding, and I started to have further thoughts.

"Sir, why don't you invite your neighbors to have dinner at home tomorrow, and I will cook it myself." Jean suggested softly.

Sente is also considering this matter, let’s suggest that he is in his arms, but will it be too hard?

Normally, let him take care of his diet alone. The workload of four people is too much. "Are you sure you don’t need other chefs to help you?"

Let nod. "Sir rest assured, I will do well."

Sente thought to himself, who is worried about whether you are doing well, but just thinks it is too hard.

But the other party insisted that he didn't talk about it anymore, it was not his personality.

Feng Xiao and Yu Shao just came back, and many people invited them to dinner, but they didn't want to go out to socialize, so they might as well go home and have a hot pot.

It happened that Sente sent an invitation, and they happily chose to go home to eat, but they didn’t know what their neighbors would invite themselves to eat. Do you look up at the stars?

It is said that foreign dishes are all the same, and the two murmured on the way home. They discussed that if they were not tasty, they would go home for supper, but they absolutely had to give their neighbors face, and even if they were not tasty, they had to hold back.

Qiao Qixi said in his heart that the shoveling officer and the instructor were good or bad, secretly arranging the dark dishes of other foreign friends.

t to the new entry, Odis asked what is looking up at the stars

Qiao Qixi that is a kind of ugly food.

I want to praise Odis with a good name

The food that even bears finds unpalatable is so unpalatable, unimaginable.

It is not the first time that Qiao Qixi and Otis have visited Sente's house. They are familiar with finding a place to play by themselves.

You should know that the Sente family has a lot of things specially bought for them, and even has a doghouse.

It was very strange when I first came, why I saw only the kennel and dog toys, but not the dogs

It turned out that the dog was at the neighbor's house.

Today's dinner was very delicious. The exquisiteness of each dish refreshed the impression of the two **** shovel officers on foreign dishes. It seems that you don't have to cook late-night snacks by yourself when you go back at night.

Then there are tea and refreshments.

It's hard to believe that such exquisite dishes and refreshments came from a handsome British man, who turned out to be not a bodyguard, but a housekeeper.

While serving a few tea and chatting, I occasionally glanced at the wolfhounds tumbling and playing on the floor, and I always felt a little strange between them.

The two male dogs are not so much fighting as they are flirting and being merciful to each other.

It makes people taste a bit sweet.

Odis didn't want the crowds to roll around, but the little bear was bored and teased him, either biting his paws or his tail.

He slowly became naive too, opening his mouth and biting at the opponent.

Of course he is in control of strength, otherwise the other party will cry again.

After quietly sending away the guests in the middle of the night, let him stand in the kitchen to clean the tableware and tea sets.

Even if he was doing these trivial housework, he still stood upright and looked serious and indifferent, as if he was doing something quite enjoyable.

What a strange person.

Sente stood by the door and thought that he was ready to rest, but after thinking about it, he decided to come over and solemnly thank the other party for his performance tonight.

"Sir" let him turn his head and smile "Are you still asleep?"

After drinking a little wine for dinner, Sente, who was wearing pajamas, had reddish cheeks. In Jean's eyes, the other party looked like a ripe peach that provokes crime.

He didn't dare to look more.

"I'm going to bed soon, thank you for your contribution today, Jean." Sente said.

"Should." Make the voice low.

Looks extra **** at night.

Sente swallowed. It may be that the heating here makes his throat dry. "Can you give me a glass of milk?"

"Oh, okay, please wait a moment." He immediately put down his work and took out a new glass to soak the milk for Sente. "You go to the room first, and I'll take it to you in a while."

It only takes a few minutes to make milk, but since Sente drank alcohol and just got out of the bath, he fell asleep by the bed without knowing it.

"Sir." Jean's voice couldn't wake him either.

Finding that Sente was asleep, his eyes were so soft that he put the milk on the bedside table carefully.

I keep my eyes on Sente, and a voice sighs in my heart. Do you know that I have been chasing you since I was a teenager?

This perverted concern is out of control.

Well, after years of fermentation, a terrifying beast was formed.

And Sente actually let himself come to him, which is no less than pressing the detonator installed on Ren's body and detonating him.

Let your fingertips hang in the air, copying Sente's facial features, thinking that although I am standing in front of you with a smile, you know that my internal organs are experiencing a terrible nuclear explosion.

The two handsome faces were getting closer and closer, with a pair of overturning lips, kissed Mr. Kiss's thin lips and tasted the taste.

Sente felt itchy lips in his dream. He subconsciously stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick. He was about to steal an incense and ran away. His back collapsed and he stayed in place.

The husband is really torturing, he thought.

Then he couldn't bear to leave, desperately closed his eyes and pried open the opponent's lips, attacking the city.

He is very skilled, and Sente didn’t feel uncomfortable when he woke up, but was just astonished. What’s the situation?

Sent of course soon ended this kiss "let"

The dream is over, let Yiyi touch his lips reluctantly, his waist bends as always, and his eyebrows are pleasing. "Sir, I'm sorry."

"Sent still leaned on the head of the bed dumbfounded, not knowing what happened.

"Your milk." Jean didn't say much, and delivered the milk with a smile as before.

Sente took the glass of milk and took a few sips to calm his mood "You were kissing me just now"

"No, you also have a response." Let the posture be very low, but very persistent.

Before the change, Sente would pour all the milk on his head so that he could learn how to speak.

Or let him roll right away, roll up and go back to his hometown to eat himself.

But now, Senter looked at his reused subordinates "You like me."

The affirmative sentence is used.

Because Sente had already figured out why the strangeness that he felt from this person was exactly why.

If the other person likes himself, then everything makes sense.

Anyone interested in the butler profession is farting.

Let a sigh "Yes."

His posture is lowered, he is almost kneeling before the bed, perhaps he would rather show weakness with actions than beg for mercy with words.

Please don't let me run away from people or anything, and forgive him for not being able to tell.

"Oh." Sente said coldly, as if listening to something not worth mentioning, very cold.

There was a moment of silence in the room, only the sound of Sente drinking milk.

"Go out, I'm going to sleep." Sente put the empty glass in Jean's hand and said.

"Good night, sir, I wish you a good dream." Let the smile hold the cup with the remaining warmth, and muttered when I went out and closed the door, "Do you mean to allow me to be presumptuous?"

Sorry, he can't help it this way.

Let's have a headache and have insomnia tonight.

It's not because of sadness, but because of being too excited.

But early the next morning, he still prepared a very rich breakfast.

Happily, the husband seemed to slept well last night, his eyebrows were stretched, and he didn't pursue the unknown kiss.

After hesitating for a long time, when taking off the napkin for the other party, boldly recommend himself "Can I come to your room to serve you at night?"

Of course, the voice is very low, there is no need to publicize such things loudly.

Sente thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

Then allow you to be close to yourself, there are too few people in this world who can be trusted, and you are too lonely by yourself.

Even if you dare to trust the other party with your career, it seems there is nothing wrong with giving your body to the other party.

"Thank you sir." Jean let out a sigh of relief, and finally he no longer had the smile that could not see the true emotions on his face.

It's true this time.

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