Chapter 11 I''m Still Developing. And I will Grow up One Day


    Chapter 11 I''m Still Developing. And I will Grow up One Day


    Connor''s eyes narrowed, and he looked at Abigail for a long while. Although the killing intent in her


    eyes had gone in just a second, he felt it.


    Suddenly he felt funny, "You want to kill me?" His voice was as cold as a knife against the skin,


    extremely dangerous.


    Abigail nced at him lightly, "I don''t mind."


    She has killed more than ten million people. One more is nothing.


    Connor narrowed his eyes, and his tall body was pressed down. His nose almost touched Abigail''s,


    and the breathing of the two could be heard between them.


    "But now I can kill you at any time." He lowered his voice. It sounded so dangerous, but his voice


    was extremely nice.


    Abigail''s eyes were calm. Even if she was injured, her back was still straight, as if she had been


    trained for a long time.


    "You can have a try." She was not afraid, and even eager to try.


    The two looked at each other, and there was no flinching or timidity in their twinkling ck and white


    eyes.


    Connor propped up his body, but the tall figure was still caged above Ye An.


    This feeling made Abigail feel a little ufortable inexplicably, so she said lightly, "I want to


    leave."


    "You! Woman! Couldn''t you be gentler?" Connor had just finished speaking, but he realized that


    what he said was wrong. He took a look at Abigail''s body, especially her t chest, and said


    frivolously "Oh no. I can''t call you woman yet."


    Abigail frowned. She always talks in this way. Gentler? What does it mean?


    Facing Connor''s gaze, she felt the contempt in his eyes. She said seriously, "I''m still growing and


    the girls will, too."


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    Connor was speechless.


    Seeing that the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, Abigail thought he didn''t believe it. So


    she add another words.


    "I mean it."


    Connor didn''t know what to say. She was so weird.


    "I''m leaving." Abigail said, and continued to unplug another needle that was stuck in her arm.


    "You wanna leave like this? Do you want to die?" Connor said in a cold voice, a little angry, "Do you


    know how seriously you got hurt?"


    Abigail''s expression was still calm. She looked at Connor and realized that he was not malicious,


    and then said, "I won''t die. I feel much better. I must go back." The trouble in the future can be


    reduced a little bit if she goes back one day earlier.


    Her eyes were so firm that Connor was a little moved.


    He threw a clothes to Abigail, and looked at her almost bandaged body, as if trying to embarrass


    her, "Can you change it by yourself?"


    Abigail frowned and was silent for a while, "Sure."


    Connor raised his lips slightly, "Put your clothes on and I will let you go. Otherwise, even if you can


    get out of this room, you will not get out of this manor."


    Abigail stared at Connor calmly.


    He was right. Outside the manor, she could feel that there were many people, and there were even


    many unknown dangers. If this man refuses to let her go, even if she can get out of the room, she


    can''t get out of the manor, or even... can''t get out of this house.


    Abigail looked at her torn and cut clothes again. Most of her body was covered with bandages and


    potions.


    Without saying anything, she tore away the tattered clothes on her body and threw it on the ground.


    A thinyer of pink bra was immediately exposed to the air.