Take My Cold Boss Home

"Take it. Bring me a glass of water and get some food by the way."

The glass was put into her hand, and the man left indifferently.

Lily was about to cry, "Is it fun to tease me like that?"

Jack didn't answer, but his eyes darkened slightly.

Anyway, it was fun.

On the other side, Lily went downstairs silently with a glass in her hand. Looking at the few ingredients left in the kitchen, she suddenly realized that he didn't want to kill her.

In other words, he didn't want to do that for the time being.

Hearing the noise upstairs, Lily began to cook. There were only two eggs left in the fridge, and even the tomatoes had been rotten. She didn't know how long they had been put in the fridge.

She quickly fried two eggs and made a simple fried rice with eggs. Then she walked up with a plate and pricked up her ears to listen to the movements in the room.

Silence!

Through the open door, the man lay on the bed and seemed to have fallen asleep!

"Hey, the fried rice is ready..."

She called him twice, but there was no response.

Did he really fall asleep?

She stared closely at his face. Even a murderer would be no different from an ordinary person when he fell asleep.

at his throbbing throat,

moment, she put down the fried rice with eggs, turned around and

out when he was asleep, she might be put under house arrest and probably

catch up with her, Lily ran a few kilometers crazily before she slowly stopped and dialed 110 with her shaking hands.

you called the police

middle-aged policeman in his thirty or forty years old asked,

to tell on a man called Jack. He killed someone and

just say?" The expressionless middle-aged policeman suddenly

"Jack! J-A-C-K, Jack! "

The man's eyes flashed, and his tone was somewhat

direction..." She pointed to the direction she had just come over and said, "That place is too remote. I have never been there. I don't

Please

young policeman, "Lau, go to the northern suburbs

'Mr. Jack? Are the policemen so high-quality now? Why were they

reasons?' The

thought about it, the more restless she became. Lily's

was fidgeting, the young policeman

up

the middle-aged

shake hands with the policeman. "Sir,

in the downtown square. At about nine o'clock in the evening, he beat the person to death. There must be his fingerprints on the weapon. I accidentally broke in and saw it with my own eyes. He was afraid that I would leak the secret,

his eyebrows,

still threatening me. If I hadn't run away while he was asleep, I might have been killed by him now. Sir, he is

long face and snapped, "Don't

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