Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "Do you like me, Jenkins?"

　　 Jenkins did not understand the logic of the conversation. He obviously started asking questions, but instead of answering, Hathaway did not answer, but also asked a new question that Jenkins could not answer. She did not follow the general rules of conversation.

　　 His thinking was constantly diverging, vaguely recalling the last night on the train, the blonde girl seemed to have asked the same question.

　　 "Will you answer me, Jenkins?"

　　 Hathaway's face flushed red. Jenkins wasn't sure if it was because of the wine just now or because of emotions, but he knew he was probably the same now.

　　 "Are you going to be foolish all the time?"

"I......"

　　 He couldn't answer this question, so he walked out of the closet with the cat, Hathaway leaned over to make way for him.

　　 When the two passed by, Jenkins smelled a strong smell of wine on Hathaway's body. This is normal. The girls wereted a lot of red wine when they were playing. The bed sheets and quilts may have to be cleaned before they can be used again.

　　 "Do you not want to answer, or are you afraid to answer?"

　　 Hathaway pressed harder step by step.

"I......"

　　 "How about being a man, Jenkins, what are you worried about?"

"I......"

　　 "Can't you understand what I'm thinking?"

"I like you."

　　 "Why are you... sorry, what did you just say?"

　　 The soft moonlight enveloped the two people, and some inexplicable emotions filled between them. The red-haired girl raised her head and looked at the man's eyes in disbelief. She didn't want Jenkins to say anything. She didn't think Jenkins seemed like a man who could say those things.

　　 "Sorry, you..."

　　 "I won't say it again."

　　 Jenkins shook his head quickly, he has consumed all his courage.

　　 "In that case, why are you..."

　　 "Because you still have Britney, I don't want to do immoral things."

　　 "Immoral..."

　　 She looked at Jenkins' eyes again, their eyes were like sharp swords:

　　 "On the train from Snow Mountain Villa back to Nolan City, what did you do on the last night?"

　　 "We did nothing!"

　　 The man's voice suddenly became louder.

"Oh?"

　　 Hathaway raised her hand and placed it on the first button under her neck. The button is very beautiful, but it is still not as beautiful as the girl's hand.

　　 Jenkins's hand was faster, he grabbed Hathaway's arm at once.

"do not do that."

　　 His expression was serious, because he didn't want to face the scene of the train that night.

　　 "Do you like Britney?"

　　 "I said, I don't want to do immoral things."

　　 "Even if it hurts us?"

"I do not understand what you are saying."

　　 "No, you understand, but you are running away. Jenkins, what are you running away from? I feel your fear, but I never know what you are afraid of."

　　 "I said, I will not do immoral things."

　　 "If you don't mind, I'll wake up Britney now."

　　 "No, no, no."

　　 Jenkins shook his head like a madman, stepping back step by step, and Hathaway chased forward step by step.

　　 "I know this is wrong, but if..."

　　 "Please stop talking!"

　　 "Britney and I are both from aristocratic families, such a thing..."

With a bang, the window behind Jenkins was opened. Like a mouse hiding from a cat, he turned out the window, then was caught by a unicorn and flew into the night sky.

　　 The red-haired girl stood quietly at the window, letting the cold night wind blow her long hair. The trapeze under the moon flew away a little bit, but it didn't take long for the escaped man to return and rang the bell down the stairs.

　　 "I don't want to be an avoidant, it's shameful."

　　 He said in a trembling voice, but he stood downstairs and did not enter the house. The chocolate behind Hathaway at the door ran out quickly. The man just forgot about it:

"I also feel disgusting, I really treat you...I...you...she...oh, what am I going to say I’m to you and Britney...I shouldn’t hurt you, but...Oh, sage, I don’t know what I should say. Sorry."

　　 "I understand, you don't need to explain..."

　　 This time, Jenkins took the initiative to stretch out his hand, hugged the girl at the door and kissed it, then picked up the cat and quickly ran into the dark night.

　　 "He doesn't understand anything."

　　 Hathaway touched her lips and leaned on the door frame. Even though Jenkins can't be seen anymore, she still hasn't left:

　　 "That fool, he doesn't understand anything."

　　 She was right, Jenkins really didn't understand anything, or didn't want to understand.

Chapter 841 Chapter VIII Pisco Request

　　 No conclusions were drawn tonight, and Jenkins made no promises or choices. Hathaway seems to just invite Jenkins to watch a scene, but she already understands that Jenkins seems to be protecting herself firmly, it seems like a small shadow in the fog, but he really understands well, he doesn’t Not complicated.

　　 "Jenkins."

　　 She said the name and looked at her palm, then held it tightly.

　　 "Jenkins..."

　　 Sometimes a woman can see the result without an answer, at least Hathaway can see his true thoughts in Jenkins's flustered expression.

　　 "You can't escape!"

　　 (Chocolate is running...)

　　 Fleeing Jenkins in Hathaway’s residence in a hurry, he took off again in the alley, and finally the unicorn took him to the clock tower near the Civic Square in Nolan City. He climbed up the tower again, then squatted on the edge of the tower with his cat in his arms, watching the night of the city while the night breeze was blowing, calming his head.

　　 Until now, he still thinks that the experience tonight is like a dream, but this beautiful dream can't wake up.

"What should I do!"

　　 He almost moaned/groaned while holding his head, but the non-human cat could not give him advice.

　　 As for going to Alexia for help, it is even more impossible. Jenkins knows the heart of the short lady, so he will not do stupid things.

　　 "Why don't I have a friend who can safely ask these questions?"

　　 He muttered to himself, Chocolate squatting on the side, his small paws tapping his legs rhythmically.

　　 "Chocolate, what do you think I should do?"

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Jenkins does not understand cat language.

　　 "What do you think I should do?"

　　 He asked the gray pigeon that was parked on the other side of the tower, and while talking, stretched out his hand, with a green scent on his fingers, the pigeon immediately flew over and stopped on Jenkins's finger.

　　 But he can't understand the language of pigeons either.

　　 Finally the pigeon flew away. Jenkins was still holding his head and squatting on the edge of the clock tower. Apart from feeling a little bit cold, he didn't gain anything.

　　 Of course he knew that Hathaway and Britney liked him a bit, but on the one hand he was unwilling to bring the second person into his life easily, on the other hand, he couldn't be the third person in a relationship.

　　 The fact that chocolate almost died a few days ago warned him that anyone who approaches him may be killed by an accident one day.

　　 As for whether he really likes Hathaway Hesha and Brian Michal, Jenkins naturally has his own answer.

　　 "Oh, God, who will give me some guidance~"

　　 If he weren't worried about being spotted by the policemen patrolling under the clock tower, he would definitely yell out loudly. But no one can guide him, some things can only be done by himself.

　　 The next day was a long-lost Monday. In fact, for Jenkins, the day of the week does not matter. When he came to the old antique shop, he was about to put on clothes and walk out, carrying a suitcase in his hand.

　　 "You are... going on a business trip?"

"Ok?"

　　 Dad was taken aback, and then realized that Jenkins had misunderstood when he saw the suitcase.

　　 "No, this is a funerary in the cemetery. I want to send it back to the church."

　　 "Let me go."

　　 said he wanted to get the suitcase.

　　 "I can go, just to deal with some things in the church today."

　　 Dad motioned Jenkins to look at the bunch of keys on the counter;

　　 "If you want to, stay here to watch the shop. If you have other things to do, lock the door for a while. I don't think you can come back for dinner. Today is your vacation. Don't run around and be careful of strangers."

　　 He fastened the buttons with his back to Jenkins, waved his hand, and left the store with his suitcase.

　　 "Vacation?"

　　 Jenkins looked at the key on the counter, "Continue to go to the abandoned cemetery to look for [Nun Shroud]?"

　　 This is of course impossible. The biggest crisis is now, but Mr. Pisco mentioned in the letter that the relics will erupt on Wednesday.

　　 Soon after the father left, Jenkins also locked the store door and left. While thinking about whether the sun's rays will dry the clothes that were dried in the morning, he walked towards the place indicated by Mr. Pisco.

　　 Things are hidden in the dock area, not far from the old antique shop. Jenkins put on his black robe in the alley and walked for half an hour to see his destination.

　　 Due to tornadoes, "steam pipe explosions" and "sudden acute infectious diseases" (in order to cover up the dead) in the past few days, the quay area was under stricter supervision by the city hall.

　　 It is obviously daytime, but there are not many people here. This is very abnormal. At the end of each winter, the shipowner will take advantage of the last free time before the sea ice melts to clean the cabin, and the warehouses will also begin to clean up and inspect in full, preparing for the busy time of more than half a year. .

　　The chaotic citizens of the wharf area have also heard of it for a long time, so if you don't have to come here, the citizens of Nolan City would never approach the wharf for half a step. The man with the cat is walking around here a little abruptly, but fortunately no one came to ask him for the time being.

　　 This time the hair color of the chocolate has changed to orange and white. Its left ear is orange, and the remaining right ear and face are white, but it still looks cute.

　　 "North Avenue, North Avenue..."

　　 Jenkins hadn’t heard of the street where Mr. Pisco hid things, and he couldn’t find the map nearby, so he could only look for the street signs slowly. As a result, although the name of the street is "North Street", it is actually only a trail wider than an alley, not even enough for two carriages to drive at the same time.

　　 And the destination No. 24 North Avenue is a freight company. It was open today on Monday, but after knocking on the door and entering, only a middle-aged woman knitting a sweater was sitting at the reception desk, flipping through a magazine called Gorilla Nails.

"Something wrong?"

　　 "Yes, I'm here... do you need me to clean my boots, there doesn't seem to be a foot pad at the door."

　　 The snow from the previous few days was slowly melting, and the street outside was full of mud, so the bottom of the boots was covered with mud.

　　 "You can rub it in the corner outside. I took the pads to wash last month. I haven't got them back yet."

　　 She doesn't seem to want to receive Jenkins, but she still has to finish her work. After I heard that Jenkins was here to pick up the items, he was not surprised, but directly asked him about the shipping order number.

"what?"

　　 Jenkins thought he had heard it wrong.

　　 "The waybill number, sir. Now please provide the waybill number, and then give me the original of the waybill!"

　　 "But..."

　　 Where can Jenkins have any freight orders?

Chapter 842 Chapter 825 Under the Apartment