William Walton poked her forehead: "When did I say I'm going to blame you?"
She raised her chin and asked, "Then what do you want to say?"
"I just wanted to ask you if you want to come home with me."
"Huh?"
What's going on?
She was stunned.
Why would he ask about going home at this time?
"Do you want to go home?"
She nodded head, she replied, "Yes."
William Walton lovingly rubbed her head: "Then let's go back to pack."
"Is it okay to leave now?"
"Of course."
Twenty minutes later, they were on their way home.
Entering the city, she asked him: "Why don't you ask me, what happened between you and Carol Wright?"
He said in amusement, "Because I was afraid you would make me regret it."
She seemed to be angry.
William Walton immediately hugged her shoulders and said: "I was joking with you. I won't ask you because I never feel pitiful for tear. If she cries, it doesn't mean that you made a mistake."
"Then you have nothing to know?"
"I'm just asking you. do you think what you just did was wrong?"
She shook her head firmly and said, "No."
"That's enough. I know you. You are not a person who would cause trouble for no reason, so there is no need to bring this matter up again."
She was curious as to how William Walton's brain came to be.
This strange train of thought simply caused her to admit defeat.
Seeing that she was still looking at her with a puzzled expression, William Walton could not help but ask: "Why are you still looking at me like that?"
"Since you believe me, why did you take me with you to escape?"
"Escape?"
William Walton shook his head and laughed: "You still don't understand me too well. Even if all of you didn't cause this trouble, I had wanted to bring you back anyway."
"Why?"
He whispered into her ear, "A man who has already eat the meat cannot stay alone in an empty room. The temple is not suitable for me."
When Laura heard this, she knew what he was planning to do.
She blushed and stared at him, then said to Thomas: "Thomas, quickly turn around, I'm not going back, I want to go back to the temple."
William Walton laughed wickedly and rubbed her head, saying in a low voice: "Little friend, don't be afraid, even though this isn't a car for the kindergarten, 'uncle' will take good care of you."
"You …" Gritting her teeth, she glared at him.
"Others are wolves with sheepskins on them. Aren't you too lazy to put on sheepskins now?"
He calmly said, "It sounds like I don't need to take off the sheepskin I'm wearing. I don't like to do such unnecessary things."
Her heart was filled with grief.
She had fallen into a trap again.
As expected, she really wasn't a match for this man.
As soon as the two of them went back home, William Walton carried her and prepared to go upstairs.
