An American knife seller? No, please acknowledge me as your godfather.

Gollum~

Lynn's Adam's apple bobbed, her eyes widened like saucers, and her voice became hoarse: "Aren't you cold?"

Mrs. Hill gave a coquettish glare, then turned and smiled.

"Isn't that what you're here for? And this is just the first surprise; the real show is yet to come..."

……

As the saying goes, good and evil are intertwined.

The two exchanged no further pleasantries.

A lively and enjoyable exchange quickly followed.

The distance between the two sometimes was -18, and sometimes it returned to positive or negative zero.

Twenty-one minutes later.

"call--"

Lynn exhaled a long smoke ring and casually shoved Mrs. Hill, who was as soft as mud, aside.

Mrs. Hill, who had been pushed away, gave Lynn a resentful look, like a wronged kitten.

The flush on her beautiful face had not completely faded, and there were still physiological tears in the corners of her eyes.

Staring intently at Lynn's sharp jawline and the alluring stubble on his chin, he was momentarily stunned.

A moment later, as if she had thought of something, her soft, boneless body once again coiled around Lynn's chest like a snake.

Her slender, jade-like fingers casually traced circles on Lynn's firm pectoral muscles, as she did so, asking in a seemingly unintentional tone:

"Where did you go today? Why are you so late? I made dinner and waited for you in the living room for a long time."

Upon hearing this, Lynn paused slightly in his smoking.

A flash of obvious displeasure crossed his deep eyes like lightning.

But he didn't react in the end. He just flicked his cigarette ash and said in a flat tone without any fluctuation: "It's nothing, I'm just busy with some personal matters."

Mrs. Hill seemed to be still immersed in the afterglow of what had just happened, failing to notice the gradually cooling tone in Lynn's voice, or perhaps she did notice but pretended not to know because of their relationship.

The finger that was drawing the circle tightened slightly as the persistent questioning continued: "What exactly have you been busy with? You haven't even sent a message..."

This time, Lynn's brow furrowed completely.

Instead of answering immediately, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Mrs. Hill's delicate chin, forcefully turning her head to meet his gaze with an irresistible force.

Immediately afterwards, Lynn took a deep drag on his cigarette and then unceremoniously exhaled the thick smoke onto Mrs. Hill's astonished face.

As the woman's eyes reddened from the smoke, Lynn looked down at her and said calmly, "I already said I'm busy, understand?"

His voice wasn't loud, and even his tone was very calm.

But combined with that unquestionable, extremely cold expression, it exuded a suffocating sense of oppression!

Mrs. Hill is very charming and has excellent skills.

But Lynn is definitely not the kind of coward who would let a woman tie his hands and feet.

Mrs. Hill was at best a piece in the puzzle of a long life.

As for whether it's one tenth or one hundredth, it's too early to draw conclusions now.

If this woman can't distinguish between the king and queen and wants to push her luck by interfering in his life.

So he wouldn't mind replacing this potentially painful puzzle piece at any time.

"I...I understand!"

Feeling the pain in her chin, Mrs. Hill's eyes instantly cleared.

The woman's intuition told her clearly that the man in front of her was extremely dangerous!

It was a tremor that came from the depths of her soul, making her not even entertain the slightest thought of rebuttal or refusal.

But strangely, this feeling of being treated roughly caused an uncontrollable strange feeling to rise up inside me!

"That's right."

Lynn gently patted Mrs. Hill's delicate cheek, his carefree smile returning to his lips: "Didn't you say you had a surprise for me? Where's the surprise?"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Hill slowly got out of bed and snuggled closer to Lynn like a boneless water snake.

Lynn raised an eyebrow, her gaze slightly downwards with a mocking tone: "What? Trying to shut me up again?"

However, the next moment, Mrs. Hill reached directly under the pillow behind her.

When I pulled my hand back, there was a colorful packaging bag in my palm.

Under Lynn's questioning gaze, Mrs. Hill tore open the packaging bag.

He tilted his head back and poured all those colorful particles into his mouth.

"This is……"

Lynn's eyes widened, a guess already flashing through his mind.

"It's popping candy..."

Mrs. Hill mumbled incoherently, and faint crackling sounds began to emanate from her mouth.

With practiced ease, she gathered all her loose blonde hair into a bun behind her head, her watery eyes looking at Lynn.

Then, his body slowly shrunk down.

Gudong~

Lynn's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and he felt his already dry throat suddenly become even more flaky.

I felt as if something was about to explode in my mind.

Crackle... Crackle...

……

Twenty-three minutes later.

Lynn walked out of the room, supporting her back.

Although I have gained a lot of weight and muscle mass recently due to improved diet, my body is still relatively weak.

I felt a bit tired at that moment.

Of course, Mrs. Hill in the house wasn't much better off than him.

He didn't have the strength to move even a single finger.

His mind was completely blank, his eyes unfocused, almost reaching a state of oneness with nature.

Lynn gently closed the door, rubbed her aching lower back, and headed straight for the attic.

All he wanted to do was rush upstairs to grab two clean changes of clothes, take a shower, and get some rest.

However, just as he passed by Katie's room on the second floor...

"Click!"

The door was suddenly yanked open from the inside.

Immediately afterwards, Katie, wearing a black and white polka-dot pajama set, appeared out of nowhere in the doorway like a ghost.

Those bloodshot eyes stared intently at Lynn in the dimly lit corridor.

"Hiss—what are you doing!"

The sudden sound and figure startled Lynn, and his muscles tensed instantly.

It wasn't that he was timid; he simply hadn't expected Katie to open the door at this hour.

Was it a coincidence that he went to the bathroom? Or did he hide behind the door and not sleep at all?

Katie continued to stare intently at Lynn's chest as it rose and fell slightly, biting her lip tightly without replying.

"I'm asking you a question. Why are you playing tricks on me in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?" Lynn frowned, his tone impatient.

call--

Katie took a deep breath, as if summoning the greatest courage she had ever had, and asked with a trembling voice but a stubborn insistence:

"I'm asking you! You've been back for so long, why are you only coming up from the first floor now? What... what were you doing downstairs just now?!"