Please Take Me Home, Daddy - Chapter 817: Chapter 817

Dodge is petrified.
Dodge froze.
Dodge has doubts about life.
Could it be that the resolute white rabbit he usually saw was as deeply in love with this man as the pasta in the TV series?
An ounce of man here to spice things up?
The more Dodge thought about it, the more uneasy he became.
Actually, he didn't have to be with Laura.
He liked her and she could stay away from him, but she didn't want to make her hate him.
Dodge sighed and peeked at Zayn.
If she really loves this sissy, he'll bless her.
Seeing Dodge's reaction, Zayn slowly stopped calculating and pushed his black-rimmed glasses unfathomably.
A childhood sweetheart?
Wrong.
He was the sweetheart of childhood.
He had many ways to deal with a man who didn't give up.
And it's going to strike from the inside out.
I shouldn't kill him.
But... Why would he handle it so well?
Zayn frowned and tried to climb up again.
It seemed that when he was young, he had barricaded people in the men's restroom. He held a love letter in a pink envelope and said coldly, "Believe me, I have read it. My words are a little disgusting and should be improved. Laura likes people who play straight ball."
The boy stared at him fearfully, "Why..." Will you have my love letter to Laura in your hand?"
He smiled faintly. "Don't you know? "I have the key to Laura's locker in my hand. She occasionally forgets to take things, so she asks me for help."
The boy had a kind of embarrassment that was exposed. He grabbed his clothes and stammered: "But, but this pasta doesn't have my contact information. Why do you know it is me? I just want to express my feelings."
He looked down at the boy and said, "Because I investigated the surveillance camera."
The boy's eyes widened in horror.
He handed him the pink letter. "Do you want me to give it to her? I can guarantee that it will be delivered to Laura."
Looking into his eyes, the boy became more and more afraid. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and took the envelope. "No... No need. I just sent it to the wrong person, Dexter."
He was in a good mood and turned to leave.
Taron and his friends followed behind him, saying fiercely, "Don't give it to me again. Remember?" Otherwise, it won't be so easy next time! !"
"Yes! Sorry! I see!"
He didn't even need to look back, but he knew that guy was a coward.
After walking out of the men's restroom, the girl in the corridor looked at him with bright eyes and said, "It's Zayn!"
"Wow, every time I see him, I think he is so handsome!"
"I really want to confess my love to him..."
"Huh? No way! He is good-looking but he is a pervert, and he has fallen in love with someone!"
"Laura? Haven't you heard that they are together?"
"No, but I heard that he brings his own surveillance camera to school every day and peeks at Laura's class surveillance camera with his mobile phone. Everyone knows that he is a pervert, but his handsome face has been hidden."
"Well, isn't that the sick girl? !"
"Being good-looking is sick, and being unattractive is abnormal! Zayn is a good-looking pervert! don't let his face fool you! "Let Laura lose weight. Only she can control him!"
Zayn ignored him and walked to the corner of the corridor step by step.
Suddenly, he seemed to notice something and looked up at the stairs.
Laura came down from the high place with a book in her hand. When she saw him, she smiled and said, "Zayn! !"
He smiled and directly carried her down the stairs without saying a word.
Laura was confused. "What are you doing?"
He was stunned and realized that he was a little abnormal, so he quickly changed his words. "You're getting heavy again."
Laura:"? Looking for a fight?"
Zayn slowly woke up, licked his back teeth and remembered better.
He felt something was wrong, so he took out his phone and checked the diary of pasta in the network disk.
Dodge:"? Where'd you get your cell phone? "Why are you qualified to take the phone?"
Zayn ignored him and opened the encrypted diary to search for time.
May 15, 2031.
More and more people said I was a pervert behind my back, saying that Laura was actually miserable when she was with me.
I didn't know if it was because I was too kind to those people. They always wanted to save Laura from my perverted control.
My family is not as good as me, and my body and cultivation are not as good as mine. How dare you save her from trouble?
They date every day in the lounge. I haven't said they are in estrus everywhere. What? They are with their girlfriends, and I look at Laura's class surveillance camera every day?
That's ridiculous.
May 20, 2031.
I found ten confession letters in Laura's cupboard, three of which were written by women.
Several letters told Laura to be careful of me, saying that I might imprison her later.
May 21, 2031.
...... I had a dream that Laura was imprisoned, and when I got up in the morning, I washed my underwear.
June 1, 2031.
Laura barricaded me in the lounge asking why I've been avoiding her lately.
I couldn't think of that dream as soon as I saw her. Thinking of that dream, my body reacted faster than my head, so I could only show her the Children's Day gift I prepared for her.
A party just for me and her.
She was so happy that she hugged the flowers I sent and said not to be arrogant next time. She didn't like being avoided by me like this.
And I don't like avoiding her.
I like to be around her every day, but it seems that I have another brain below the waist, which makes me have to avoid her occasionally.
But she's happy, so am I.
June 15, 2031.
Dreams became more and more frequent, and appeared in various forms before my pasta.
I'm good at washing underwear.
June 29, 2031.
Recently always feel dizzy, today fainted in the physical education class.
She opened her eyes and was surrounded by a circle of people.
The cause of the disease cannot be identified.
Laura thought I had an incurable disease with red eyes, so she asked me to do it again.
Western medicine said no problem, may be too much pressure.
She dragged me to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor.
The TCM doctor saw that I didn't even pinch my pulse, so he said an ounce of word.
Abstinence.
Laugh to death.
Is this something I can control?
But I had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
August 5, 2031.
After all this time, I finally knew the cause of my illness.
I always thought that she and I would be friends for life, good friends who could get married in the future.
But something's wrong with me.
I'm in love with Laura.
My feelings for her can't be summed up.
That's love.
I want to love all the time.
Now the word love I think a little skewed.
I'm sorry about the medicine Laura bought me.
She's filling me up, and I'm letting it out.
August 11, 2031.
And kissed Laura while she was sleeping.
The first kiss was for her, and she gave it to me.
It's mean.
But I'm so happy, so happy, so happy.
Zayn put down the phone bitterly and muttered to himself, "I know why I didn't tell her."
Dodge didn't understand who he was talking about, but he picked up the conversation anyway. "Why?"
Zayn's palms were soaked with cold sweat. "Because you are a pervert, we will lose control."
Dodge:"?"