The yandere, arrogant man is online, a green tea bitch, whispering "my darling".

Yu Luobo quickly took Sang Baobao's head and looked at it carefully, then gently touched and kissed it a few times, holding it and comforting it.

Seeing that Sang Baobao still couldn't be coaxed, Yu Jiusi hated that she couldn't speak at this moment. In anger, she directly picked up the poor little thing's face and bit it.

Her pearly white teeth bit down on the other person's fair and delicate cheek, leaving two neat rows of teeth marks.

"Pop~" The radish took a bite and then sucked on it.

Sang Wang was stunned by the bite, staring blankly at the little girl who looked satisfied after biting him. The ring of teeth marks on his handsome face made him look even more naive.

Sang Wang touched the faint teeth marks on his face, looked at the little girl's face, and for some reason, that strange sense of familiarity came back.

"My dear." Sang Wang gripped Yu Jiusi's hand tightly, gazing intently at her, his dark eyes as deep as the ocean floor.

Yu Jiusi met his gaze, her heart stirred slightly, and she took out her notebook and began to write with great inspiration.

I'm not blaming you; you're the most important person to me.

The words "You're the most important" struck Sang Wang like a hammer blow to the heart. Smiling, she offered herself up, her voice hoarse and coaxing, "Hmm, want another bite?"

Bewitched by the beauty, the chubby little orange pounced on him with shining eyes and took a bite.

I was numb to the big yellow dog's face, which was completely ignored by me as I squatted in the corner.

I'm not a real dog, there's no need to feed me dog food every meal.

When they arrived at Beiyuan, the two teeth marks on Sang Wang's face hadn't faded yet, but he looked relaxed and had a silly smile on his face.

Aunt Yun glanced at the little girl he was holding when she saw the teeth marks on Sang Wang's face, and finally looked at Lin Sen at the back with a questioning look in her eyes.

Lin Sen, however, made exaggerated winks and gestures at her, looking like a fool.

Aunt Yun gave up on eye contact and turned back to the kitchen.

Not long after I entered the kitchen, I saw Sang Wang walk in carrying two potatoes, his sleeves rolled up, ready to cook himself.

"Young Master, I can do it." Aunt Yun stepped forward to take the potatoes, but the other party blocked her way.

"I promised to make mashed potatoes for her." Sang Wang glanced back at Aunt Yun and politely declined.

A hint of surprise flashed across Aunt Yun's expressionless face. Seeing the gentle and happy look on Sang Wang's face, she opened her mouth but didn't say anything in the end. She just silently stepped aside.

The last time the young master cooked for himself was when he was a teenager.

Aunt Yun had no idea that someone had been cooking for several days in a row to feed the little girl.

Aunt Yun shifted her gaze from Sang Wang to the little girl watching TV outside. Noticing her gaze, she turned to look.

He smiled at her and nodded politely.

Looking at that fair and well-behaved face, Aunt Yun slowly withdrew her gaze, thinking it was a pity that he couldn't speak.

That evening, Yu Jiusi ate mashed potatoes made by Sang Wang and dinner prepared by Aunt Yun, and her unhappiness from the day was instantly cured.

Even Big Yellow has its own seat and food.

The man and his dog seemed to have reached the pinnacle of life.

After dinner, Yu Jiusi took Dahuang for a walk in the yard to help it digest, while Sang Wang went to the study.

Sang Wang stood by the window, casually making a phone call while gazing at the shimmering sprites in the darkness outside.

"Young Master, the cause of the assassin's death has been found. It has been confirmed that he was killed by the Miao Gu poison from Southern Xinjiang." Shang Zhuo, wearing a white coat, gave a concise report on the other end of the phone, holding the autopsy report.

"Gu people village?" Sang Wang stared at the little girl who took a few steps in the yard and then squatted down to pull weeds, while leisurely replying to the phone.

"Only the people of Gu Village can kill people with Gu, but they have been isolated from the world for generations and have never had any contact with the outside world. Their sudden appearance is probably strange." Shang Zhuo frowned and analyzed calmly.

"It cannot be ruled out that the person who took the evidence that day was the murderer from the Gu-man Village."

"Send someone to the Gu-people village." Sang Wang leaned against the window, his posture lazy and casual, his gaze fixed on the little girl without ever leaving her.

"Okay," Shang Zhuo replied in a low voice, then paused and continued, "What should we do with the bodies of those assassins?"

"Send them back to where they belong." Sang Wang sneered, his curved eyebrows and eyes cold and piercing.

"Regarding the other crystal that fell from the sky, we've discovered they're preparing to ship it overseas. Should we intercept it?"

"No need, just follow them." Sang Wang's tone was indifferent, his expression unreadable.

"Understood." Shang Zhuo hung up the phone, took the report, and turned to leave the laboratory.

The next morning, when the employer of the hired assassin woke up, he saw several corpses hanging in front of his bed. He rolled his eyes and lay back down.

After hanging up the phone, Sang Wang went downstairs to find the little girl. Looking at the little girl squatting on the ground, seemingly pulling weeds or playing in the mud, he said, "Sweetie, it's time for bed."

Yu Jiusi, who was examining the soil quality with mud in hand, looked up upon hearing this. Against the backdrop of the dazzling night, the smiling face of the person behind him was breathtakingly beautiful in the mysterious darkness.

Yu Jiusi threw away the mud in his hand, stood up, pointed to a large patch of lush green lawn in front of him, opened his mouth but said silently, "I want to use this place to grow radishes."

By the light, Sang Wang saw the little girl's lips move slightly. He smiled, took her dirty hand, and carefully wiped it with a handkerchief. "Okay."

Without asking why the other person wanted to grow radishes, they simply agreed in a doting and indulgent manner.

"I'll have someone come and turn the soil tomorrow, so don't come and play in the mud anymore," Sang Wang said gently as he wiped the person's hands and led them back into the house.

Yu Luobo, who was determined to cultivate the radish field, obediently nodded in agreement.

Sang Wang took the person back to wash up and go to sleep. Yu Jiusi, who went to get pajamas, opened the walk-in closet and saw that it was filled with women's clothes, hats, shoes and bags, taking up two-thirds of the huge closet.

Yu Jiusi was stunned. There weren't this many when she left in the morning.

Yu Jiusi then noticed that there were many more things related to her in the room, as if she knew that the mistress would be staying there permanently starting today.

As I turned off the lights to sleep, someone leaned closer in the darkness, their shallow breaths falling on me, their deep, husky voice captivating.

"Girlfriend, I want a goodnight kiss."

Yu Jiusi, who had already closed her eyes, had no choice but to open them and look at her childhood sweetheart who was so close to her. She pouted and kissed him on the cheek.

Before she could even close her eyes, he retorted, "You kissed the wrong person."

Sang Wang lowered his head and kissed the girl's delicate lips, his voice trembling slightly with amusement, "You should kiss here."

Lulu, already sleepy and drowsy, just wanted to sleep. She frowned and gave him a perfunctory kiss on his soft lips.

She buried her head in his arms and fell asleep while holding him.

"Goodnight, sweetheart." A low, husky, and sexy voice echoed in the darkness, gentle yet restrained.

In the middle of the night, in the quiet North Garden where only the chirping of insects could be heard, several dark figures suddenly crept in.

The well-trained group hid in the darkness, preparing to sneak into Sang Wang's room.

Before they even got close, someone blocked their way.

Then, a series of muffled groans of punches and kicks rang out.

Yu Jiusi, who was fast asleep, heard something and suddenly sat up, opening his blurry eyes to look out the window at everything as usual.

He narrowed his eyes in confusion.

illusion?