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Chapter 893 Has a special taste??

If I hadn't escaped that night, the man at the door would have probably not even known what he looked like.

It seems that he did not want others to know about it this time.

Even the most trusted Chen Xiao and the bodyguard are useless.

How to say it, it's like I'm afraid that someone will know what he or she has to do with her...



At noon, Shu Ge finished his meal obediently. The woman picked up the tray and was about to leave, but she called out:

"I've been locked up for a few days and am almost suffocating. I want to go out for a walk."

The woman knew that she could not be so honest today: "You clearly knew that this was impossible. However, when Mr. Fu comes tonight, you can tell him your proposal."

Tell him? How could he agree?

Shu Ge spoke and said, "He comes after at least ten o'clock every night. When he comes, I'll be suffocated. Don't worry, if I don't go out, I'll just walk indoors. You and the man who cares about me can accompany me. Even if I want to run away, my strength is not enough to beat you two."

The woman was still silent, but obviously hesitated for a moment.

When she saw that there was a chance, she struck while the iron was hot: "You said too, your master and I know each other, and he doesn't really want to treat me like a prisoner, do you really treat me as a prisoner?"

Finally, the woman finally said, "Then you can only walk around the room, not for more than five minutes."

Shu Ge immediately nodded like pounding garlic: "Okay."

The woman opened the door, first said a few words to the guard at the door, and then looked at Shu Ge.

Shu Ge immediately walked out, and was caught by the two of them, and slowly walked around.

When he was caught and brought back that night, he was so panicked and dark and in the middle of the night, and he couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly.

Fortunately, there were several open windows in the corridor on the second floor, and she could vaguely see outside.

There were no buildings nearby, nor were there any passing cars or pedestrians.

"Can I go downstairs and stroll?" she asked with a gaze.

The woman refused: "No, Miss."

After wandering for a long time, I couldn't find any way to run away, but the time was almost done.

She was a little disappointed, afraid that the woman would urge her to go back, and just happened to see a two-story afternoon snack stand on the cabinet in front of the corridor.

There are some exquisite and beautiful snacks inside, and you can just click:

"What is that?"

"chocolate."

This way, the house where people usually do not live in and do not receive any guests, and preparing snacks is nothing more than decorations, which looks good.

In order to delay time, Shu Ge casually said: "Chocolate? Take some over."

The woman was stunned: "Miss wants to eat?"

"Yeah. No?"

The woman didn't think she would have the appetite for snacks, but she walked over and brought the snack rack over.

Shu Ge took advantage of her busyness and saw that the man was not afraid of running away at all. He didn't pay much attention to himself. He walked closer to the window and quickly looked outside.

A certain look—

There is a small side door in the corner of the yard downstairs. Although it is closed, it can be seen clearly, and it is covered in a false sense and is not closed.

Seeing that the woman came back, she quickly retreated a few steps.

"Miss, I've got the chocolate for you. It's almost done. Come into the room."

Shu Ge took back his thoughts, said oh, and followed the woman back to the room first.

The woman sent her back to her room, and saw that she had eaten and had eaten, so she put down the snack stand and left.

Shu Ge sighed as he watched the door slammed and closed.

If you can run through that side door, you should be able to avoid people's eyes and ears.

But it is easy to say. She can only leave the room at most and can’t even get off the building, so how can she leave the house?

Thinking about it is too damaging and consuming brain cells.

She picked up a piece of chocolate to replenish her energy.

...Not to mention, this damn pervert. Although he is a bastard, the chocolate at home is really delicious.
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