Chapter 153 Will Return
In the end, Qiao Susu herself had no idea what she said.

Because the whole memory became sticky, the last scene in the memory was Karl leaning over, his tall nose touching her nose, and his breath mingling with hers.

Did she agree? She didn't remember, but from that day on, Karl began to stick to her in various ways. Not only did he control her more and more, but he also began to demand more from her in that matter.

One day, she was standing in front of the sink washing the cup she had used to drink juice from, when she suddenly felt a heat source sticking to her back and a weight on her head.

Karl stood behind her, holding her in his arms, his two strong arms wrapped around her from behind, and took the glass from her hand and washed it under the faucet. Qiao Susui was only as high as his chest, and Karl bent down slightly, resting his chin on the top of her head. The two people had very different body shapes, and from behind, only the man's broad back could be seen.

Qiao Susu suddenly became nervous. Zong Fang was in the room at that moment, and she guiltily nudged his ribs with her elbow.

"I, I can wash myself, you go back." She said in a low voice.

Karl raised his eyebrows, glanced at her, and asked, “What are you doing, like a thief?”

It was difficult for Qiao Susu to explain, so she simply wiped her hands and got out of his arms.

Just after running out two steps, her waist was hooked by the man’s strong forearm. Karl’s hands were covered with foam so he didn’t touch her. He just used his arms to pull the person to his side and said, “I’m not ashamed to be seen?”

"no."

"Then stand here and watch me wash the cups."

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Qiao Susu couldn't beat him and stood aside anxiously.

Carl washed a glass cup to the effect of polishing and waxing, and even every corner of the bottom of the cup was not spared, not to mention how carefully it was washed.

"Ok?"

"That's it."

"Done yet?"

Qiao Susu had been watching him wash the cup for fifteen minutes, but the man was still concentrating on making foam on the rim of the cup.

Carl rinsed the cup and said seriously, "There is only one last step left."

"what?"

He leaned his face forward and pointed at his cheek with his wet finger, "A kiss."

Qiao Suisui's heart was burning, and she couldn't do anything about him. She was tiptoeing to kiss him, but at this moment, the sound of the door opening rang out. She pushed Karl hard as if by reflex, but the tall and strong man didn't push her, and she took two steps back in panic.

Karl was stunned, and his first reaction was to reach out to help her, but she dodged it.

My goodness, why don’t you react so quickly normally? Karl was furious.

When Zong Fang walked into the living room, he saw Qiao Susu sitting solemnly at the dining table, while Karl stood in front of the sink with his back to him, washing the air.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he walked over and touched her fair little face, which was as smooth as the finest mutton-fat jade.

"Why are you sweating?"

"Ah? Is that so?" Qiao Suisui looked away guiltily and said, "Maybe it's a little hot."

Zong Fang didn't respond. He stared at her face for a long time before saying, "Let's go. Didn't you say you were interested in seeds last time? I'll take you to have a look."

He led the man away. Before they left, Zongfang looked back at Karl, who had said nothing from beginning to end, with deep silver eyes. In the next few days, the two men avoided each other tacitly. When Zongfang was around, Karl would not stick to her, at most sitting next to her and chatting. When Karl was pestering her, Zongfang would go out without saying a word, and no one knew where he went.

It actually maintains a strange balance like this.

Qiao Suisui's menstrual period had long ended, but Zong Fang didn't want her to go out, but she could finally resume normal activities. While Zong Fang was away, she even had the freedom to drink cold drinks. She only needed to act a little coquettishly to Karl to get a glass of iced watermelon juice. Later, Karl even threatened to seduce her with watermelon juice in bed.

At this moment, while sipping watermelon juice, she tried to contact Bi through Carl's channel. Although she had contacted him a few days ago, there was no response until now. Qiao Susu couldn't help but feel worried.

"Could something have happened over there? Haven't you received any news?" she asked.

Karl didn't even raise his eyelids, indifferent, thinking that it would be better if he died, but he still replied: "Don't worry too much, no news is the best news. The agreed date is coming soon, don't try to cheat, just come back with me when the time comes."

Qiao Suisui bit the straw and sucked from the empty cup, making a rumbling sound.

Karl stood in front of her, raised his hand and pinched the straw with two fingers, and the room suddenly became quiet.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her in a good mood. Seeing Qiao Suisui's resentful eyes, he smiled and said, "When we get back, let's go see Kai first and tell him the good news. By the way, let's go see the house. You like duplexes, right? What's the decoration style? I want a floor lamp and put it next to the sofa. It will look very warm."

Seeing him like a bride-to-be immersed in the blueprint of her future life, Qiao Susu felt a little confused for a moment. She was the person who feared trouble the most. Although she agreed to have a home with Karl, she didn't want to worry about it. But she also saw that Karl expected her to decorate the home with him, and she couldn't bear to interrupt him for a moment.

Karl was still talking to her about whether it was better to choose a leather or fabric sofa, but her thoughts flew far away.

She knew Anubis, he would not break his promise, what happened that prevented him from coming to the southern battlefield?
In the secret room of the Interstellar Strategic Academy.

Anubis' eyes flashed with an almost crazy light.

His body began to deform, hair grew rapidly, and bones made creepy crackling sounds. He turned into a wolf and slammed into the iron bars violently, shaking the entire prison with each slam. The iron bars made a harsh metallic sound. Sweat and anger mixed together and dripped onto the cold ground.

A wolf howl, so angry that it was captivating.

Dante stood outside the cell, his hands behind his back, his face grim and serious. His eyes were cold and without mercy.

"Do you know that your stupid behavior has ruined our long-planned plan!" Dante's voice was like ice, filled with endless blame and disappointment.

The ferocious wolf stopped attacking, panting, with bloodshot eyes. Anubis closed his eyes in pain, and his wolf body gradually returned to human form. He knelt on the ground with despair and pleading in his voice: "Father, I just...please let me out, someone is waiting for me."

Dante frowned slightly and looked at Anubis coldly: "You are too soft-hearted. This is not a weakness you should have."

His voice was low, with uncontrollable anxiety and eagerness: "Father, I beg you, let me out."

"Until the plan starts, you stay here and are not allowed to go anywhere. You must pay for your mistake."

Anubis' eyes flashed with despair and anger. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug into his palms, and blood dripped onto the ground. He knew his father's decision could not be changed, but Joe was still on the battlefield in the south, and he had no idea of ​​her safety. The reluctance and guilt mixed together, making him extremely painful.

"Father, I."

Dante stopped looking at him and turned away, leaving Anubis alone in the cold prison.

I don’t know how long it took.

Anubis was still kneeling on the cold ground, his eyes closed, his mind racing, looking for a way to escape. His forehead was against the iron railing, his fingertips felt the cold metal, and he thought of the kiss under the bridge. Longing, self-blame, and reluctance mixed together and surged in like a tide.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and the next second the door of the secret room was opened, and a sound of footsteps came from far away and gradually approached.

These are not father's footsteps!
　Five men are about to get together, what should I do?
　　(End of this chapter)