Seeing that the two of them were not sleeping together, Catherine felt relieved a little. When she heard his question, she shrugged helplessly: "Sorry, my hands are itchy suddenly and I want to practice my hands."

"Do you think I believe it?" If you want to practice in the middle of the night, you won't be able to open a fragile door. He knows her skills best!

Do you think he would believe such a lame reason?

"So what if you don't believe it?" Catherine disagreed.

He looked at Fang Ke, who was sitting on the sofa and hugging the quilt, constantly looking at the two of them, with a sneer on his lips.

Yes, so what if you don’t believe it?

Can he still kill her?

Annoyed, he grabbed the pillow at hand and threw it at her. Kristen growled: "Get out!"

She swung the pillow away easily and hit Fang Ke's face squarely on the side. She was immediately stunned.

Catherine said: "It's okay to get out, but before I get out, I want to say something."

"you say!"

"I am seriously injured and need someone to take care of me. There is no servant in the apartment, so she will be the one to take care of me." After saying that, his index finger pointed at Fang Ke, who was covering his face with one hand.

Kristine raised her lips and smiled, her charm suddenly rising: "You took her away, who can help me with my needs?"

Catherine said calmly: "It doesn't matter if you're the lover on your right hand or the partner on your left hand."

This damn woman actually asked him to masturbate!

Before he could get angry, Catherine glanced at Fang Ke coldly and hummed: "Follow me."

Catherine walked out first.

Fang Ke looked at Christine for help, and said softly: "Master..."

"Get out." Christine waved her hand impatiently, then fell down and continued to sleep, not caring about her at all.

Furthermore, Catherine is a person who refuses to give up until she achieves her goal. If Fang Ke doesn't follow her, no one will be able to stop tonight.

Precisely because she knew her personality, Kristen felt pressured and tried to avoid her.

Arriving at Catherine's bedroom, Fang Ke rubbed her hands, her tone was respectful but a hint of unwilling hatred flashed in her eyes: "Miss, how do you need me to serve you?"

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Catherine said without looking back: "Get out! Has no one ever taught you etiquette?"

Fang Ke looked embarrassed for a moment. When she saw the bedroom door was ajar, she pushed it open and came in. She didn't expect that this moment would become Catherine's reason to make things difficult for her.

Reluctant but helpless, Fang Ke walked out, knocked on the door, and said, "Miss, can I come in?"

Catherine turned around, looked at her for a long time, and said, "Come in."

Fang Ke walked in, Catherine tapped the sofa with her index finger, and the corners of her lips curled up coldly: "You will sit and wait on me tonight. I will call you at any time if I need anything."

Catherine went back to bed, lay down, turned over, and closed her eyes.

Fang Ke was left clenching her fists secretly and looking at her with clenched teeth...

"Look at me with that look again, and I will pluck out your eyeballs, cook them and feed them to you." Catherine closed her eyes, as if seeing her hateful gaze, she spoke calmly.

Fang Ke was shocked, how did she see it?

She obviously didn't open her eyes? !

How could she know that as a top assassin with such acuity, she had not died hundreds of times long ago, how could she be allowed to live until now?

That night, Fang Ke sat on the sofa the whole night. Because of the bloody threat, she forced herself to stay awake and did not doze off.

That night, Catherine slept well and had no dreams.

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