The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Five minutes ago, Emilia nodded toward her female assistant at the front desk with a cup of coffee and entered her office. Bayi? Chinese? ▼ ■ Web www.81zw.com ■

Five minutes later, Amelia was out of the office, wearing sunglasses and lowering her head, and quickly walked past the front desk, um, probably did not want the female assistant to appear?

"Dr. Browning?" Was revealed. The female assistant tilted her head and watched her boss's hand pressed against the armrest of the clinic's front door. "Doctor, are you going out?"

Amelia rolled her eyes behind her sunglasses and turned to look at her female assistant. While secretly deciding in her heart, she wanted to make a back door for her clinic, "Yes, go out."

"Then ..." The female assistant quickly glanced at the schedule in front of her, "Inspector Lance's appointment ..."

"He was late." Emilia tried to use the most impatient voice, stressing, "Late again."

As soon as the female assistant pouted, she seemed to say to herself, "This Detective Lance is really annoying. He is late every time. He has adjusted the treatment time for him. He is late!"

"Yes, it's annoying." Emilia agreed with her assistant's comment. "So I don't want to waste time waiting for him ..."

The female assistant turned the schedule in front of her, "Then I can move the appointment in the afternoon, and the Lance detective is here, let him taste the wait ..." Amelia I can already see that my female assistant has started to write and write at the front desk!

"Hey! No, no!" Amelia had to walk to the front desk to stop her female assistant who was too engaged in work. "Bi, after all, it was the treatment arranged by the Patton Police Station, not suitable for the police to wait ..."

"The police are always like this!" The female assistant did not listen. "We should let them know that our time is precious! We have patients who need more help! Instead of giving them a form! We want to ..." Uh, Just like the reason the female assistant once told Zac, the little assistant's sense of social responsibility is too strong.

At the time, Zach couldn't stop the female assistant from expressing her sense of responsibility, but Emilia could.

Amelia's eyes behind the sunglasses adjusted quickly. Then he took off his sunglasses and let his eyes wide open to stare at his assistant, "I said no!"

"Oh, yes! Dr. Browning." The female assistant should be taken aback. "Then, I ..."

"I'm waiting in the cafe below!" Amelia brought back her sunglasses. "Detective Lance is here, and I will come up naturally." Before the female assistant made any more reasons, Emily Ya needs to hurry. She turned quickly and walked to the front door without looking back. "Before I come back, you can go to see some of the patient treatment reports I have compiled."

The assistant who doesn't want to get right is not a good assistant. Of course Emilia knows that her assistant has a motivated heart, so it's sugar. Eight? ▼ One? Chinese ● Net. ww.8.11zw.com? When the female assistant just showed a happy expression, quickly open the door and walk away!

Three hours of free time! Amelia did not want to waste at all, and even wanted to abuse it. Pull it a little bit and become an morning! In the morning, she can do a lot of things, such as putting on a few masks, taking a relaxing bath, watching a little gossip entertainment news, reading some fashion magazines, and drinking some carefully preserved wine ...

Emilia needs to relax. Whether it's a full-time psychologist — listening to dealing with other people's psychological problems all the time, or for the Harrison Shelter project — you must deal with those Barton rights figures, such as Mrs. Quinn. She needs a vacation to relax herself.

And the price of relaxation is just a detective who will not cooperate with the treatment anyway? why not!

Yes, when James at the end of the last routine treatment, not only late, but also remained silent throughout the treatment, suddenly proposed such a deal. Amelia agreed without thinking. As for what James is going to do with this time, Amelia doesn't care and doesn't want to care.

Amelia didn't want to waste any relaxing time. She returned to her home in Back Bay as quickly as possible.

For the layout of this house, please refer to the home of Dylan ’s fiancée who is a junkie, saying that it is a single woman ’s house, but you can also go to a stable family home exhibition at any time to see those on the fireplace, the coffee table, and the walls. , The photo of the two people posing is proof.

Amelia in the photo looks very happy. Harrison, who is buried in Grand's backyard now, also looks very happy. This is the proof of the happiness of the two.

It's just ... Amelia, who came home, stood in front of the fireplace and watched the photos for a while, took a deep breath, and raised her hands to buckle the frames. This morning, Amelia wants to relax, and she decides not to think about those annoying things.

The relaxing journey began.

Amelia took off her formal dress lazily, wrapped her bathrobe, put hot water in the bathtub, lit lavender candles, put soothing light music, picked a red wine, ready to Gossip magazine opened in the bathtub ...

everything's ready.

Amelia's face was covered with a mask, and she heard the doorbell of expectation-the petals to be spilled into the bathtub.

Uh, Emilia is so looking forward to it. Is it true--

"I saw the delivery worker at the door." Oz Kozil, holding a box of dried petals, stood at the door behind the cat's eyes. "I signed it for you." The gentleman nodded and smiled at the cat's eyes.

The mask on Amelia's face was tight on the cheeks, indicating that the face under the mask was completely broken. ● August 1 ▼ Chinese ★ Text ◆ www.8１zw.com ★

"Are you ready to let me stand outside the door?" The gentleman's hand pressed the front door of Emilia's house. Oz seemed to feel something. He smiled slightly and turned his back to the door. "Miss Browning, Don't worry, I can wait for you to change ... "He turned his head slightly, so that Amelia behind the cat's eyes could clearly see his smiling face in good faith," suitable clothes. "

"No need!" Amelia behind the door continued to tighten the mask on her face, and the cheeks showed a tendency to tear. Bad emotions are the best way to tighten your skin, you can try ...

"Leave things down, and then you can go!" Amelia continued to say behind the door, presumably to ensure that people outside the door heard, a little big, "This is my home! I am not ready to greet guests today." Emphasis , "Any guest!"

"Yeah." The ending was lengthened, and Oz Kozier outside the door looked around. "The spare key is under ... the flower bed?"

Amelia's heart leaked behind the door, and there was a crack in the cheek area of ​​the corner of the mask.

"Oh, no." Oz walked up the steps of the front porch. "Under the wooden board on the second step." In the cat's eyes, Oz's back disappeared. He crouched down, and the sound of the wooden board being opened sounded outside the door.

Emilia stomped behind the door. Damn it! She said long ago, and to Zac, she couldn't control the outstanding part!

Holding the key in Oz's hand and reappearing in the cat's eyes, he raised his hand deliberately. After showing to Amelia behind the cat's eyes, before making the action to open the door, the door opened.

Amelia tore off the mask on her face, but still wrapped in a bathrobe, the other gentleman-like guy did not really give her time to change clothes, right.

"What are you doing ?!" Emilia was just moisturized by the mask, tight and shiny face, with an expression of extreme disgust, and the tone was a question, "Today is Saturday. Does your Kozier store need you? Is this boss's care! "

"The same question can be asked of you." Oz smiled and raised the unused spare key in his hand, and handed it back to the owner. "You shouldn't wait in the cafe downstairs in your clinic ..." He deliberately paused After a moment, "James Reims." He smiled and stepped into Emilia's house uninvited. The gentleman turned and closed the door for the master. You know, Emilia's current dress, Is n’t it suitable to stand at the door and let people see, "pTsd. Oh, I never thought that the little guy of the Lance family will be covered with this kind of thing."

"Get off ..." Amelia's emotions were a little excited. "Get out of my head!" She stared at the well-dressed in front of her, er, "Gentleman", "You have no right to spy on me ..."

This was completed by Oz at the same time, "I have no right to spy on my thoughts." He smiled and waved his hand, "I don't want to violate your **. Maybe I should tell you, the other party's emotions are more intense, for me , The easier it is to read each other ’s thinking. "

Oz turned away and looked at Emilia's home with a little curiosity. He was looking for a place where he could put down the box of dried petals. "So, you are now an open book for me, it doesn't matter. I do n’t want to read it. You are turning pages and reading your content aloud. "

The tight and shiny face began to blush, and Amelia subconsciously wrapped her bathrobe. No woman wants to be so described in this state! So this red is angry.

Oz waved helplessly, "If you don't listen to my advice, don't blame me." He also 'find' the direction of the bathroom, and walked over there very consciously, "I want to put down the petals now, or ... "He stopped, and laughter came out," Okay, I know. "

The warm water in the bathtub began to be let go, a tank of water wasted, and Amelia was not soaking!

"For ..." Amelia probably used her most irritable and doubtful tone, "Why come to me ?! What the **** do you want to do! What do you want from me! Barton is more like you without you- Disturbance, 'man'! Is it! What do you have to do with me! "

Do n’t pretend that you do n’t know what Emilia is saying, we should know that in Emilia ’s time in the Grand Backyard, it was inexplicably found by this Oz Kozier, you should have guessed it. Emilia hates this guy, but this guy deliberately wants to approach Emilia for unknown purposes!

"Curious." The sound of the water in the bathroom continued, but Oz came out. It must be said that this guy's clothing was very good, without the petal box, and the delicate cut on the chest of the vest was revealed. In the current era, there are very few men willing to care so much about clothing, "very curious." He smiled at Amelia holding his chest, his whole body trembling with excitement.

"Curious about what !!" Amelia wanted to smash something, but unfortunately, this was her own home, so she just stood there, staring at Oz, "I'm not an open book !! Hurry up and read what you want to see, then get out of my home !! "

"Oh." Oz raised an eyebrow. "I've finished reading it." The **** reply made Amelia almost collapse in her home. "But I'm still curious, why. Barton is this place." Oz said self-confidently, "No, the eastern part of the Federation, I don't understand the social composition here. Interracial, people, how did you develop this kind of social relationship ... "He didn't finish it later.

Because Amelia moved, she lowered her head and quickly walked to the phone by the fireplace in the living room with determination.

"You have to call the police." Oz's face was helpless, but the smile was still on, "You will expose your deal with that little guy of James." Oz raised an eyebrow, "You understand Well, now you should tutor James in your clinic. If you are at home or in a police station, someone will ask, "Where is James?" Haha, you already thought about it. "

Yes, Emilia thought when she picked up the phone!

Snapped! She put down the phone heavily and stared at Oz, not talking.

"Just ask, where is James?" Oz turned his head sideways, squinting, as if listening to something seriously.

In this house, the only sounds are the sound of running water in the bathroom and the breathing of two people beating.

"You don't know." Oz turned back, still smiling slightly, "Forget it, I'm not too curious about where he is." Oz suddenly had a wounded expression on his face, he smiled at himself, "You are getting more and more I got used to getting along with me, "Why are you willing to leave" ... "He paused." A beautiful and smart lady like you, you should know that "Get out" is not a good word. I will help you modify it. , 'Care to leave my house'. "

Amelia didn't say a word, just stared at each other. Yes, she became more and more comfortable with this guy.

"I'll answer your question." Oz walked to the kitchen. "Tea? Coffee?" Consciously? "Tea, well, me too." Oz Kozil started making tea! "I think our relationship started very badly. I probably shouldn't meet you for the first time and show too much attention to the fact that your boyfriend is a ghoul."

"Sugar?" Oz was in the kitchen, as if at home! Emilia remained silent.

"Two cubes of sugar, me too. Haha, look, our habits are very similar." Oz continued, filled with 'self-questioning' words, "If there is a new beginning, we can be friends." He Opening the closet, rummaging through the sugar cubes, "After we become friends, we can exchange friendly facts about the eastern and western federations of the Federation."

Emilia clenched her fists, but the woman's fist, forget it.

"It's not a time to regret now." Oz waved his hand, pinched out the sugar cubes, and put two pieces in a cup. "I can remedy." He walked out of the kitchen with the tea cup on his tea bag, smiling and handed it to Amy Liya, "Do you think I've finished reading everything and made you uncomfortable, right? It doesn't matter, now you can 'read' me."

Amelia did n’t have a street teacup, and did n’t mean to speak, just, staring.

Oz still smiled, walked to the sand, put down the teacup, "Then I will start directly, um, start from there? How is the state of the aliens in the west, what I do n’t understand most about you. The west, except the magic feast All the aliens are underground, serving the feast, serving as a servant, a slave, serving the feast, for man, creating the illusion of a peaceful world, everything is under the control of the feast. "

Oz looked at Emilia, "So, Miss Browning, please understand how much curiosity I have when I see a woman who has a romantic relationship with a servant, a slave, and the humblest creature in the ground. Strong. Amelia, you can think that I am not curious about you, but about the environment you are in, so that you can establish such relationships and be curious. "

Things are not over here, Oz continues ... (to be continued.)