"You are my woman, wherever I am, where is your hometown, your country! Catherine, you can't escape from my palm!"

The lips suddenly hurt, and the smell of bloody rust spread into his mouth. Catherine frowned and reached out to push him away.

Christine left her and stood three steps away from her, "Go pack your luggage and we'll go back to the imperial capital today."

He threw the study door heavily on him, and Catherine leaned against the wall, stretched out her hand to stroke the bitten lips, feeling mixed in her heart...

If she wasn't self-indulgent, was his current behavior and performance for her?

Once upon a time, he would have cared about her so much?

She couldn't figure out him, didn't know what his heart was thinking, and couldn't understand whether his behavior was for sympathy or other reasons why she didn't dare to explore...

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After all, he said goodbye to Rong Mansion and followed him back to the imperial capital.

After getting off the plane, he did not return to the National Security Bureau immediately, but took her hand for granted and walked out of the airport.

Never held hands like this before, Catherine's mind was a little blank for a moment. When she realized it, she twisted her hands and struggled to pull back her hands.

As soon as she moved, Christine looked at her with a cold face: "Don't move!"

The tunnel warned her again: "Catherine, don't think that I dare not do anything to you when you have recovered from a serious illness. If you are accustomed to me again, do you believe me and kill you in the bed?"

Catherine's eyes glared slightly, her lips opened: "Abnormal!"

"It's good to know, then be honest and don't make me perverts!" Seeing her calm and contented, Christine took her out of the airport with a swagger, and the pick-up was waiting there early in the morning. After the two of them got in the car, the car turned around and drove straight to the apartment.

Catherine turned her head and looked out the window. She was a person who didn't talk much, and she seemed even more lonely and inaccessible at this moment.

"If you are tired, you will sleep for a while. I will call you." Christine snatched her long arm, slowly turned her head, leaned on her shoulder, and held her with one hand.

Without thinking about why his attitude changed so much, Catherine slowly caught her eyes, pressed her shoulders and started to sleep.

Looking down and looking at her well-behaved appearance, Christine felt a sense of satisfaction fermenting and expanding.

Look, how likable is this kind of well-behaved look?

Why do you have to sing against him all day long and not make him angry, it will not do her good.

Back at the apartment, Catherine met Fangke without surprise.

What made her curious was how she lived here in the nearly month since she and Christine left?

I ordered takeout without leaving the house, or did Christine tell her the password for the door lock?

"Young Master! You're back!" Fang Ke, who came out of the guest room in pajamas, saw the door open before he finished yawning. Kristen's long figure appeared at the door. She was shocked, and the next second she screamed in surprise and rushed over quickly.

When I saw Catherine huddled by Christine, I stopped, my face looked a little ugly, and I spoke awkwardly: "Miss, you are back too..."

Catherine sneered, her eyes facing the silver silk pajamas on her body, and the mockery in her eyes became even more intense.

Fang Ke was shocked, and he stroked his arms in a hurry, and said, "This... Miss, it's not what you think..."
Chapter completed!