I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 1003 - 1001 What Brother Wants, Brother Gets (1)

Chapter 1003: Chapter 1001 What Brother Wants, Brother Gets (1)

He tightened the corners of his lips, and was about to lift his arm to hold her hand when she suddenly lurched forward, her head nestling into his neck, "Then, let’s change the stake, brother. If you lose the bet, you’ll be my boyfriend; if you win, I’ll be your girlfriend, and then I’ll help you celebrate in bed..."

His body shuddered violently, then he replayed her words in his mind, lingering on "help you celebrate in bed." Fearing she would fall off the bed since she had just leaned forward, he reached out to support her waist, feeling a surge of heat.

Her head resting on his shoulder, her breath soft and tinged with a faint scent of alcohol, continually brushing against his ear.

His fingers gripping her waist couldn’t help but tighten their hold.

Her fair little hand was still recklessly tugging at his shirt, crumpling it.

His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down several times, unable to restrain himself from drawing closer to her.

Perhaps because he had delayed responding to her, she looked up at him with bright, shining eyes, pouting with a hint of reproach as she spoke again, "Brother, why are you so cowardly, not daring to bet..."

"Such a bore!" Her tone carried a tinge of disdain and a trace of regret, "I was actually thinking, if brother were willing to gamble, brother could do anything he wants..."

Brother could do anything he wants...

His barely maintained rationality collapsed instantly, he grabbed her arm and pulled her down onto the bed, just as he laid her down, she suddenly retched. Instinctively, he tried to lift her off the bed, but she turned her head and vomited on the bed.

He looked at her with a cold expression for a moment, then hoisted her up and took her to the bathroom. After cleaning her up, he changed into a new set of bedsheets, dumped her on the bed, and then reentered the bathroom.

After taking his bath and stepping just two steps towards the bedroom, he paused, staring at the clothes scattered all over the floor.

These were all her clothes, underwear, panties, and even her nightgown...

Was this her masterpiece while he was in the bathroom?

He shifted his gaze back to the girl lying on the bed, curled up in the bedding, already asleep.

He stared at her for a while, then turned back into the bathroom.

Taking advantage of the darkness before dawn, he left the villa as if he had never been there.

Back in the car, he was about to start the engine when his cellphone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out to see a text message: "In three days."

The content was extremely concise, without any unnecessary explanation, but he understood that the other party was informing him that in three days, the person behind the scenes would meet him... About that person behind the scenes, they knew too little, only calling him Q and nothing more.

But no matter how deep the hiding, there comes a time when one cannot hide anymore, his stormy days were long enough. Now, it was time to take off the mask that covered his face!

Three days, in three days, when Q’s true face is revealed, would also be his time to return...

He subconsciously turned his head, glanced at the villa through the car window, and then replied to that phone number, "Understood."

There was no reply from the other side, probably to avoid any slip-up. He subconsciously thought of locking the screen and tossing the phone aside, but on second thought, he tapped on the screen twice, sending a message back: "Be careful, stay safe."