"Mr. Lambert, why are you here?" Girl's black and bright eyes narrowed, the murderous look at the end of the eyes has
not completely spread out, but the voice is very calm.
She was calm as if nothing had happened.
It seems that she was really just walking in the alley.
Sheehan's eyes stared at the blood-stained place on her shirt. The hem and chest of her clothes were stained with a lot
of blood, which was wet and pungent.
"Are you hurt?" The man stared for a moment, asking irrelevant questions, and his voice was cold and heavy.
"Hurt?" Nikita looked at herself and then raised eyebrows, "No."
"Then the blood on you..."
"Oh, these are not mine." She said lightly.
Sheehan frowned.
Finley helped him investigate Nikita, so Sheehan knew Nikita's identity was unusual.
At least, she is by no means as she seems, just a grade three student in high school.
But she surprised him again and again.
"Mr. Lambert, can you excuse me?" Nikita raised her chin, and her voice was lazy, like the lazy one who was sleepy. "You
are in the way, I can't walk through."
Nikita is really sleepy now.
It took her a little too much physical strength just now.
She needs to get a good sleep and get her strength back.
Sheehan's eyes fell on her for a long time, and he didn't speak. After a moment, he turned and left.
His back is slender and straight, his legs are long, and he has a cold feeling of abstinence in black trousers.
It's just a back, and it's full of temperament, which can attract people's attention.
Nikita has seen many men, and this man looks the best, the one that poke in her aesthetic.
Nikita stands in place with half squinting eyes, staring at the man gradually far for a few seconds.
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