Or just because she didn’t want to be like that, fall into his similar fate and repeat the same mistakes.
Fortunately, in the past, Kamahl was established, and the surveillance machine for the inferior was still in normal operation. After hearing that the inferior was sent to Yongquan Island … She took the boat and followed her.
But fortunately, she was able to find out for the first time that the inferior was assassinated and found his body and reversed the other side.
Even she doesn’t know what she really thinks.
She is very sure whether she is Kamahl or not.
What’s wrong with you? Or a brief disturbance? Will your personality disappear one day? Is the real Kamahl really dead?
She also has confusion and fear in her heart.
-because of this, she contacted the inferior, and her eyes flashed. She also fell into the absence for a moment, so it took her a long time to retreat and interrupt the silence in the room.
Chapter ninety-three My name is Kamahl.
We can’t go like this anymore!
-I’m his father … Mom, I need to be dominant!
The girl suddenly took a deep breath and clenched her fist, trying to cheer herself up and stop falling into this kind of sadness that belongs to young girls.
Although it is fortunate that Kamahl Seyuan’s personality has not occupied her body, it also means that she has not matured due to inheritance.
The memory of the past is just a kind of knowledge and is perfectly accepted, but it doesn’t disturb itself at all … This may be the original design ceremony of the ancestors.
Just when the girl is thinking that it is more natural to strike up a conversation, it is the loser who looks around and asks with some surprise.
[Is this … the hotel? 】
Bad words are very conservative and polite-just look at the semi-transparent glass in the bathroom and the soft heart-shaped red bed on his body, you will know that this is a couple’s hotel.
Wake up from the lovers’ hotel after the fragment … It sounds like being picked up.
-but he’s not a young man. There’s nothing to be afraid of.
The loser laughs at himself-a man who will be hated by everyone, and no one will want to do something about him.
"… ah yes"
The girl heard that her cheeks were slightly red.
In order not to be discovered by the chairman of Theron, she didn’t take a secret when she traveled this time, and she didn’t contact the office of Tianen Group in Yongquan Island.
At that time, she was trying to carry the wet and unconscious (actually dead) loser and wanted to find a quiet place where he could rest, but the dead man was as heavy as a drunk, not to mention that the loser was almost one meter tall, but she was one meter and a half.
So she can carry the loser to the nearest hotel, which is a couple hotel.
Although she looks too young, it’s a good thing that the director status of the head office can be automatically read out by the hotel system, so the hotel directly arranged the highest floor room for them-although she helped carry the inferior staff and felt that the man seemed dead, she didn’t dare to ask.
….. Then she calmed down and thought about it. She seemed to be able to take a boat, but she thought about it again. The boat on Yongquan Island was really too slow. When she picked up the inferior, he was already dead-at that time, she was already panicked and wanted to revive him as soon as possible.
Anyway, it’s also called the girl’s self-abandonment thinking now
But she still wants to struggle hard and not let the inferior be a strange person. "I should have sent you to the hospital by rights, but you were completely out of breath and heartbeat, and this is not a happy island. We can’t get such good resources immediately … we might as well find a quiet place and I’ll save you."
Hearing this, the loser suddenly opened his eyes.
A guess loomed in his mind, but he was not sure.
He was silent for a while and still could not help but ask-
May I have your name, please?
"-Kamahl"
A girl with long black hair as beautiful as satin, wearing a short white skirt and white stockings above her knees, gave a cool and soft sound, "I am your … new mother."
"… at that moment, some emotion as black as mud emerged in my heart."
The inferior bit a half-burned cigarette, closed his eyes and whispered, "I am furious, desperate, want to cry and full of infatuation with her. I feel like I am sinking into some kind of swamp … my whole body is cold and my skin is itchy."
He has hardly smoked a few mouthfuls after this cigarette point because he burns slowly while smoking a cigarette, and he will think of his former "Kamahl" and exercise his endurance in the past.
He didn’t open his eyes to see the flock of green finches.
Because he is very sure that the mood of his two friends at the moment must be as complicated as their expressions.
"After …?"
The kingfisher was so focused and cautious that she couldn’t wait to ask, "What did you do to her?"
Even if the loser doesn’t look at it, he knows that she will probably lean forward and straighten her back at this moment.
I didn’t do anything.
The voice of the inferior is slightly louder. He emphasized that "my blue shift can always be higher than the red shift, and the impulse will be contained in an instant."
"… what did you want to do?"