The first time I received a mission from my master, the result was... To gain the trust of that rich young lady? Qin Yuelou was puzzled. After following Miss Qianjin for a few days, she was sure that she was a domineering idiot with a wealth beyond her reach. She didn't know what the value of deception was. She couldn't disobey her teacher's orders, so she went anyway.
As a personal bodyguard, he first plays the role of a stone lion, and secondly follows the lady as a shadow.
It was the first time I slept on the couch in the young lady's room. It was common for me to have uneasy sleep. I tossed and turned, opened the window and was in a daze.
"Why did you open the window? If you just sleep like this, the mosquitoes at night will be enough for you." The eldest lady spoke, and she jumped up from the couch in shock.
She looked up at her, and under the moonlight, she saw that her face without any makeup looked like the same person as in the daytime.
It was the first time I saw a young lady crying. Is it the hypocrisy of a superior person or is it? She actually asked, Guard Qin, what does it feel like to have a mother?
Can't answer... I just want to catch her tears, nothing else.
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She originally thought that life would be as silent as dead water. When she saw her among the guards, Liu Sirou suddenly felt a slight surge in her heart. She was sure that she would be the bird that would take her over the high wall. She wanted to catch her and try her best to catch her.
As a rich young lady, what should you do if you want your guards to be devoted to you? Especially a cat-like guard like Qin Yuelou.
Can only be gentle.
In the hot summer, I gave her plum soup, wiped her sweat myself, and worked hard to be a meticulous and considerate host.
If these things still can't move her, then it will be miserable. I don't believe it can't melt the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys of Guard Qin.
"Guard Qin, can I trust you?" I thought the ice would melt, but what was waiting was...
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It is not a very fast-paced novel. In fact, I don't know how to define what I am writing, because the starting point for writing this book is just a picture that flashed in my mind. It is very difficult for me to expand this picture, because I am still in a very unrestrained stage of writing. Looking back, I always feel that everything is not good. Alas, I hope everything will get better and better. I just write, just write.
Concept: First impression is the most unreliable
