"You want me to let her go?" Locke glanced sideways at Leng Zirui, "That way, she will just run away immediately."
He managed to catch her with great difficulty, and finally got a chance to get close to her. How could he let her go so easily?
"You don't have to put her in the sea, just give her a space larger than the fish tank." Leng Zirui shrugged, "At least bigger than this island."
Locke frowned and said nothing, seeming to be thinking about the feasibility of his words.
Thinking of what Luo Xiaoqian had said to him, Locke also felt that what Leng Zirui said made sense.
Leng Zirui saw that he was a little tempted, so he didn't say anything more. He had to control it, and if he said too much, this cunning snake would become suspicious.
After picking the sea fish off the hook and throwing it into the bucket aside, Leng Zirui raised his chin slightly, "Then...your fish is also hooked!"
Locke turned his face, and sure enough, his buoy had sunk. He raised his hand to pull up the fishing rod, and sure enough, there was a sea fish more than a foot long hanging on the hook.
"Did you see that the Chinese have a saying called 'play hard to get', which is exactly what it means." Leng Zirui said with a smile.
Locke looked at the fish hanging on his hook and said, "In two days, I will take her to Rome for a walk."
Leng Zirui lazily hung the bait on the fish hook, but listened to Locke's words carefully in his heart.
If that's the case, that would be a good opportunity.
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In the villa, Luo Xiaoqian walked into the living room.
She glanced at the stairs leading upstairs, but she didn't go upstairs. Instead, she turned to look in the direction of the restaurant.
After thinking about it for a while, I decided to walk towards the kitchen.
In the kitchen.
Leng Zimo was handing the extra breakfast to a bodyguard. He had been here for a few days and had discovered that for three meals a day, these bodyguards would deliver a meal to the small second floor not far away.
"Are these enough?"
"That's enough, he doesn't eat much." The bodyguard said casually and walked out of the kitchen carrying breakfast.
In the Italian language, she and he are not the same word. From his casual answer, Leng Zimo has already judged that the person is a man.
Is it a bodyguard or someone else?!
Leng Zimo looked at the bodyguard walking towards the door and glanced at the key in his right hand.
No, it's definitely not a bodyguard. If he was a bodyguard, he should come directly to eat. It seems that he should be a free and controlled person.
Who could be the man who was caught here by Locke and lost his freedom?!
"lady!"
When the bodyguard saw Luo Xiaoqian walking into the kitchen door, he saluted politely.
"I...I want to drink a glass of juice." Luo Xiaoqian explained casually.
"Want me to help you?" the bodyguard asked politely.
"No, I can do it myself. You can go and do your work."
The other party nodded and left, and Luo Xiaoqian stepped into the kitchen. She quickly glanced around and found no maid. She breathed a sigh of relief and then her eyes fell on Leng Zimo.
Seeing him, the depressed mood just now seemed to be significantly improved.
"I want to drink a glass of juice, freshly squeezed!"
Leng Zimo nodded and took out oranges and some fruits from the refrigerator.
Cutting the orange with a knife, he carefully helped her cut off the white threads on it, and put the cut pulp into the juicer.
Luo Xiaoqian came over and looked at him. Leng Zimo was the kind of person who either didn't do anything or had to do it to the extreme, even if it was just squeezing a glass of juice.
