100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 190 Xizhou Slow

"Thank you, Uncle!" Isn't this the patrolman uncle I met once before?

Song Guizhou never expected that his act of intervening in injustice would end up saving this little girl!

But being called "uncle" made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

After knocking the thief unconscious with a karate chop, he finally had the energy to talk to her: "It's not safe for a girl to be out in the early morning."

"But I'm hungry and want to buy something to eat." She was quite young, and with her fluffy bunny hat, she was incredibly cute no matter what she did.

"Where are your parents? Is there no food at home?"

"I don't have parents." She clutched her pocket, looking somewhat lost (Song Guizhou's perception). "And what about your little boyfriend?"

"broke up."

Song Guizhou subconsciously thought she had been dumped, after all, she looked gentle and weak, and that little boy might have bullied her.

"Where do you live? I'll take you home."

"Oh, Uncle, but I want to buy some food."

"Get in the car, I'll take you to the convenience store." He tied up the thief and threw him into the back seat.

Jin Huan originally wanted to sit in the back, but since he had thrown the thief into the back, he had no choice but to obediently sit in the front passenger seat.

Song Guizhou would deliberately avoid eye contact with her. Although he considered himself a good person, her appearance was indeed very tempting.

No man would dare say he's immune to her!

Supermarkets are definitely closed at this hour; only convenience stores are open. Jin Huan bought a big bag of groceries before getting back in the car.

The carriage of this inspector is quite spacious, but the foot pedal is too high. She prefers carriages with a lower foot pedal. Things are different now than before. In the past, when she got into a carriage, the servants would all lie down and ask her to step on their backs.

Jin Huan gave him the address, and he took her there. He didn't expect that the villa area where this child lived was very high-end. The houses here are very expensive. So, is it an inheritance left by the deceased parents?

He definitely wouldn't feel at ease until he saw her walk in.

But when Jin Huan reached the door and was about to cast a spell to open it automatically, she suddenly remembered that there was someone with her. So she stopped in her tracks. She was used to not carrying a key; there was no door she couldn't get into anyway.

"What's wrong? Aren't you going in?"

"Uncle, I forgot my keys."

Song Guizhou: ...

He couldn't possibly bring the child to his own home; it's unrealistic for a man and a woman to be alone together. There weren't any extra rooms in the guardhouse for her to rest in either. Getting her a hotel room would be an option, and he could call a locksmith for her tomorrow morning.

It's really too late now.

So she had no choice but to get into Uncle Song's car again.

"Uncle, can I eat snacks in your car?"

"can."

Upon hearing this, Jin Huan smiled and opened a bag of spicy strips.

Mmm, so happy!

Since this place was close to the patrol room, he first pulled the thief in the back seat back and handed him over to them before he came out to take her to the hotel.

The child clearly grew up in luxury; he wouldn't possibly stay in a cheap inn costing a hundred yuan or so, he would go straight to a five-star hotel.

I booked a superior king room. It was quite expensive, 1200 yuan a night.

My monthly salary is only 30,000 yuan, and with allowances and subsidies, it barely reaches 40,000 yuan.

He was quite generous to Jin Huan, considering that during his years of being demoted, his family hadn't offered him any assistance, and he had to rely entirely on himself.

Song Guizhou had originally intended to leave, but Jin Huan grabbed his hand, her palm feeling soft and yielding.

Her voice was sweet and delicate, making one's heart flutter: "Uncle, please take me upstairs."

Meeting her gaze, he nervously rubbed his fingertips together, unable to utter a word of refusal.

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