Miss Long thought for a while and decided to go home. It would be embarrassing if the bodyguard sent by her father made an appointment with her at school and her classmates saw it.
In Miss Long's imagination, bodyguards should be thick-set, broad-shouldered and round-waisted, rough and savage. Although they are strong and fierce like men, they lack elegance and delicacy, which makes Miss Long reject him from the bottom of her heart.
When Long Rouyu saw Zhang Zhihao, it was beyond her expectation. The impression Zhang Zhihao gave her was not that of a bodyguard at all. Although there was a bit of a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, he still gave her a strong bookish feeling.
Even more weak than expected. Miss Long was secretly amused, is this the bodyguard sent by her father?
What's going on with dad? He has been mysterious all morning. What kind of bodyguards have he sent to himself? Could it be that dad has some major actions? Miss Long is a little sensitive. Dad has retired from the world for several years and is now the chairman of Tianlong Group.
He should be entering the age of recuperation soon. Is there really any dangerous behavior recently? This puzzled Miss Long, and her father didn't tell her anything.
What makes Miss Long even more incredible is that dad is serious about hiring bodyguards for himself out of consideration for his own safety. But is this a bodyguard for himself? At best, he is just a pretty boy. Could it be that dad...? Miss Long
Thinking of this, her fair face suddenly turned red to the roots of her ears.
The impression Zhang Zhihao left on Miss Long was not a bad one. He was tall, not talkative, with firm eyes and steady actions. The most unimaginable thing for Miss Long was that as a bodyguard, he had the air of a scholar, and between his eyebrows
, but there is a hint of elegance, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth. He is a handsome young man, similar in age to himself, at most not a few years older than himself.
Could it be that dad is doing it for himself...? Is dad being confused and unable to decide his own affairs? Dad has to help me.
Miss Long, a lady from a well-known family, a college student, a young girl in her prime, was in the season when her thoughts were running wild, Wu Ma led Zhihao downstairs.
Wu's mother went to cook, Zhihao didn't say much, glanced at Miss Long, and started to check the doors and windows carefully. Then he went up to the third floor and looked out the window. This
Zhihao felt relieved because the small villa was located in the middle of the entire villa area, not facing the street or the road.
Zhihao went downstairs. Miss Long was still sitting on the sofa, flipping through a magazine. Seeing Zhihao coming down, she pointed to the sofa next to her and said, "Sit."
He is neither enthusiastic nor cold, giving Zhihao a feeling without any expression.
Zhihao didn't care either. A young lady from such a wealthy family probably had a arrogant nature in her heart. He was doing Mr. Long a favor, so why should he care about Miss Long's attitude.
Miss Long was still reading her magazine, ignoring Zhihao's presence. Zhihao glanced at Miss Long inadvertently. She was small and delicate. Looking at her quietly, she was indeed a weak girl, which made people feel pity for her.
The two sat in silence for a long time before Miss Long put down the magazine in her hand and said, "There is water in the water dispenser. Please pour it yourself."
"I'm not thirsty."
"Then, do it yourself."
"OK."
Wu Ma served food from time to time and asked Zhihao to eat at the same table. Zhihao was not polite and started eating by himself. Zhihao finished eating, but Miss Long was still taking his time and chewing carefully. The amount of food was very small. Zhihao secretly smiled.
, I can eat her food for two days in one meal.
After dinner, Miss Long went upstairs to her room to rest, and Zhihao also went back to his room to lie down. The whole villa seemed very quiet, and Zhihao even thought that Mr. Long was a little too sensitive? But it’s better to be careful.
, since he has promised Mr. Long, he should try his best to protect the safety of Miss Long. To this end, Zhihao also specifically asked Xu Dongsheng for advice. Coach Xu Dongsheng patiently taught Zhihao a lot of common sense and precautions for being a bodyguard.
Zhihao still felt unsure. It was really a headache to be a personal bodyguard for a delicate lady. He couldn't follow her closely and escort her 24 hours a day. If anything went wrong, he would regret it.
Be careful.
Miss Long did not go to class in the afternoon, and Zhihao felt strange.
Miss Long woke up from her nap and did not come out of the room. Zhihao had to sit in the living room, doing nothing, waiting for Miss Long. If Miss Long went to class, Zhihao would inevitably have to pick her up.
Miss Long finally walked slowly downstairs with small square steps. She wore a dress, but the hem was not long. Her two well-proportioned legs, although they could not compare with Yu Ting's two sexy and charming legs, were very coordinated.
It looks comfortable.
Every part of a girl's body is charming, unless it's different.
Zhihao's angle happened to be looking up, and then slowly turned into looking at him levelly. As Miss Long walked downstairs, Zhihao inadvertently took a closer look at Miss Long. Miss Long was such an innocent young girl, petite.
Cute, no exaggeration.
She doesn't have the gentleness and charm of Yuting, nor the coquettishness of Yali. She is just so pure and small, giving Zhihao a feeling that is somewhat similar to Xueting, but slightly different from Xueting. Xueting is not as good as Miss Long.
So petite.
Is this the difference between women and girls? What is the subtle difference? Zhihao smiled secretly, laughing that he was just being brave at best, but it was not a true understanding of style.
"There are no classes in the afternoon." Miss Long said lazily before Zhihao asked.
In fact, Zhihao didn't want to ask more about where Miss Long was going. He just wanted to follow him and prevent her from getting out of his sight. In theory, Miss Long was safe.
"Oh, that's good." Zhihao responded.
"I want to stay at home quietly. If you have nothing to do, you can go back." An eviction order that is neither soft nor hard.
According to Zhihao's wishes, Zhihao really wants to leave. Since Miss Long doesn't like him, why do he still stay here? But Zhihao can't do it. Zhihao has promised Mr. Long that he must stay and cannot leave.
Miss Long takes half a step.
Zhihao smiled and didn't say a word.
A hint of displeasure flashed across Miss Long's face, and she turned around and went upstairs again. Zhihao had to sit quietly on the sofa alone. Wu's mother came over and poured a glass of water for Zhihao.
The time just passed by in boredom. No one talked to Zhihao, and Zhihao had nothing to do. Zhihao felt that he had nothing to do and was even more tired than when he was busy. He sat lazily on the sofa and wanted to lie down, but felt that
The posture is inelegant. I suddenly thought of why not use this quiet time to practice.
So Zhihao slowly concentrated his thoughts and gradually began to feel things in his body.
When Miss Long went downstairs again, she changed into casual sportswear. Although she didn't have any expression, Zhihao could feel that Miss Long came downstairs helplessly because Zhihao refused to leave. That's it anyway, it doesn't matter.
appearance.
"Take me out for a walk, the house is very boring." Miss Long looked at Zhihao and said something in a low voice.
Zhihao remembered Mr. Long’s advice to try to keep Miss Long in the public eye as little as possible, but this was unavoidable. Should he lock Miss Long in the room every day? Doesn’t she have to go to school every day?
Zhihao nodded in agreement.
The weather in autumn has begun to cool down, the sun has turned west, the sun is warm, neither cold nor hot, and quite comfortable. Zhihao drove Miss Long out of the villa area.
