"No."

Seeing this, Sheng Wu smiled faintly, turned her head away, and then took a step back to a safe social distance.

"You're the first person I can pay for dinner and singing."

After saying that, she turned around and stopped playing dumb with Jimo Li.

"Mr. Jimo, you can make cakes now. You are such a great cook, you should try making pastries too." She tilted her head slightly and smiled playfully.

Jimo Li raised his bony hands and pushed the temples of his gold-rimmed rimless glasses, his handsome and cool face expressionless.

"Perhaps, Miss Saint will be disappointed."

Sheng Wu walked slowly around the room and looked around.

"It's okay. I have high expectations for you."

After saying that, she curled her lips and left the room with her eyes deepening.

Jimo Li came to the orphanage when he was ten years old, but she left the orphanage a year earlier and was adopted by the Holy Family...

Jimo Li listened to her words, dressed in a smart, restrained and noble suit. He lowered his head slightly and looked through the window sill at the children and adults who were making cakes in the yard.

His cool, thin, and sexy red lips curved slightly, and then his dark pupils smiled as he reached out and unbuttoned the cuffs of his meticulously crafted suit.

Getting ready to make the cake.

He certainly hadn't done it, but he remembered that she had a sweet tooth.

......

evening.

A car slowly stopped at the door of the villa.

"Mr. Jimo, why don't you come to my house and have a visit?"

After finishing the welfare home activities, Sheng Wu, holding a cake in her hand, raised her delicate eyebrows, turned her head and asked Jimo Li elegantly.

Apparently, she still had someone's cake.

Jimo Li, with his hands on the steering wheel, turned his head and glanced at Sheng Wu with a cold and distant expression.

"No, Miss Saint is home alone, it's not convenient."

Hearing this, Sheng Wu suddenly chuckled, as if she was amused. She turned her head and looked at Jimo Li with a subtle look in her eyes.

"Mr. Jimo, don't you think it would be more convenient for me to be alone?" The cold voice had a hook.

Jimo Li frowned, and his handsome face with distinct features paused slightly.

"Miss Saint, I still have something to do, so I have to go back first."

He politely rejected Sheng Wu and avoided her ambiguous attitude.

"Well then, I'll guard the big villa by myself."

Seeing this, Sheng Wu shrugged. It was just a tease, so she nodded.

After saying that, she unbuckled her seat belt, opened the car door, and when she was about to get out, she suddenly turned around.

"Oh, right."

He said something in an ambiguous way.

"I think Mr. Jimo already has the concert tickets, so I won't give you an extra one."

After saying that, she smiled and slammed the car door shut.

Jimo Li listened to her words and watched her enter the villa.

He slowly took off his gold-rimmed spectacles, closed his eyes, raised his hand to pinch his swollen and painful nose bridge, and then opened his eyes again.

Those seemingly cool and gentle light ink-colored pupils were now stained with darkness and as deep as the abyss.

He reached into his suit and took out a piece of paper wrapped in plastic film.

Bloody Tickets!

If Sheng Wu were here now, she would be able to recognize that those were the concert tickets she gave to the peeping Tom that day.

Thinking of Sheng Wu's words, Jimo Li's cold crimson lips curled up slightly, and his cold and abstinent eyebrows were filled with a strange tremor.

She was so clever that he couldn't take his eyes off her.

......

Sheng Wu returned to the villa.

This time, she threw the cake that Jimo Li gave her to Yas to eat.

Then he held her and went to the living room to watch TV.

But this time, Yas was obviously a little absent-minded and did not have the same enthusiasm and curiosity about TV as before.

Seeing this, Sheng Wu raised her eyebrows. She raised her hand and untied the iron chain that had been tied to Yas's wrist.

"Click."

Yas was stunned, not understanding how Wuwu could suddenly solve this problem.

Sheng Wu put the magic weapon back into the space, then looked up and reached out to touch the top of Yasuwu's soft golden long hair.

"Yasi, I told you that you and I are not of the same species after all, so I will no longer restrict you. If you want to go back, go ahead."

Hearing this, Ya Si, who was already in a irritable mood, suddenly became excited.

"I won't! I won't leave!"

At this time, she was basically able to use human language proficiently.

Yas quickly reached out and held Shengwu's hand. Her delicate and beautiful doll-like face showed fear and grievance.

"I won't leave, I want to stay with you!"

Sheng Wu frowned and looked at her solemnly, "But this is not your home after all, and you are not used to human life. Humans are cunning and you can't handle them."

Ya Si panicked, her face pale, and she spoke quickly, "I, I can do it! I can kill people! I can also turn all those who bully me and you into puppets! Wuwu, I don't want to leave you yet, I will go back, but I still want to stay with you, I don't want to go..."

【? !!!】You are a beautiful, kind-hearted, upright and righteous heroine, not a villain!

Hearing her words, Heituanzi's eyes went dark. The heroine was really led astray by the host!

Hearing this, Sheng Wu still refused. She took a deep breath, her eyes filled with reluctance.

"But you don't have legs, and I can't stay in the villa forever. So, Ya Si, you can only stay with me for another week at most. After that, I will send you back to the sea."

In her star-like fox eyes, there is a soft light of concentration and tenderness that is enough to drown people.

Yas's breathing trembled, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, and her dark blue pupils were moist.

"Really? Are you really going to send me back?"

She looked at Sheng Wu with sadness, reluctance in her eyes, and a hint of incomprehensible emotion.

She understood Sheng Wu's words, and knew even more clearly that she really couldn't change these things.

Therefore, the fingertips that were tugging at Sheng Wu's clothes were almost white, and she was struggling not to let go.

Sheng Wu raised her hand and stroked Yas's face. She looked solemn and serious, with a decisiveness that brooked no questioning.

"Well, you don't have legs and you can't get out of the water, so letting you go back is the best outcome for you."

As she spoke, she lowered her head slightly and kissed Yas's fair forehead.

Gentle and cherishing.

Upon hearing this, Yas's eyes drooped, and crystal tears slid down, leaving a pearl on her fishtail.

She doesn't want to leave Wuwu...

[Ding! The heroine's favorability is 40!]

Sheng Wu held Yas in her arms calmly, listening to the mechanical prompt sound coming from her mind. From an angle that Yas couldn't see, she curled her lips, and her charming eyes were full of ruthlessness and calculation.

Will Yas be released? Of course.

It's just that I'll let her go somewhere else...