1 Chapter 1

Senbei didn't dare to take a step forward, because there was someone standing at the door of the house.

You know, she had moved to this community for almost a year.

Except for takeaways and express delivery, no living creatures have came to look for her.

Even editors communicates on the Internet.

Senbei stood vigilantly, staring at the one in front of the house...

Back view.

——I don't know if it is from the back of a man or a woman.

It has hair that reaches the shoulders and is tied into a half-ball head, which is a common female characteristic.

But its height ratio, shoulder width, in the composition of the characters, is completely a beautiful male figure.

Empty hands, indicating that it is not express delivery or takeaway.

It's still knocking on the door.

Senbei's heart trembled.

The terrible knock on the door means the beginning of a social punishment.

Last year, two well-spoken women in formal wear came to collect property fees.

They separated left and right, sang and sang praises, touted the security of their own community as unbreakable as the national defense wall, and they had to pull her into their topic and recognize their views...

This hurt her vitality for a week, and she didn't even finish a single line draft.

I'm afraid after thinking about it.

I don't know how long this person will stay.

Senbei clawed behind the stair railing, shrinking slightly.

It suddenly stopped knocking.

Took out the phone and tilt his head.

Senbei bowed his upper body lower, trying to bury herself.

So I saw its profile.

It's a man, a stranger.

With a high nose bridge, just right chin, nose tip and chin, his face is handsome, and the well-trimmed cheeks and stubble add a yuppy air to him.

The lines are so good, they seem to grow out of a girl.

Perhaps he noticed that there was something secretly observing behind him, he suddenly turned his face and looked at Senbei casually.

Senbei's throat suffocated, quickly don't open his eyes.

The heart has jumped to the throat.

Looking at people, another cosmic torture.

Every look was like cutting a knife into her heart.

While blushing,

The phone in Senbei's pocket shook.

The man looked back again, the expression in his eyes that didn't have any strength, now he became surprised.

But this sentiment did not last long, it turned to inquiry and analysis.

Senbei squeezed the shopping bag in his hand, feeling at a loss.

This gaze is more than suffering, it can simply strip her naked and throw her into the big sun downstairs.

In the pocket of her sweater, the constantly vibrating mobile phone is an inexcusable accomplice. Its lethality is no different from death knocking on the door, which will only arouse her more fear.

After observing her for a while, the man hung up the call and Senbei's cell phone stopped making any noise.

Should be confirmed, a seeming smile appeared on his lips. Then he moved his mouth and took a step towards her...

Mom! This person really came to her!

Did not hear what he said!

Senbei had turned around in a panic and ran downstairs.