My Gorgeous Aunty novel Chapter 35

It was strange enough that Giovanna's post-work fatigue was gone after a hard fall and a nice sweat.

Especially when she was soaking in a nice flower bath, listening to rap songs that made foreigners dumbfounded, with a glass of wine on the chair beside her, all the bad feelings of being forced to sleep with a gigolo that night were gone.

"It seems that life is really about physical excercise and mental state as well.

"

While Giovanna closed her eyes and held her glass of wine, her little head was swaying lightly to the melody and incomparably relaxed, Sebastian was raging.

No wonder he had faintly heard a smashing sound coming from the door when he had been in the shower earlier.

He didn't care at the time though, after all he had just moved in today, who would come to visit him?

It turned out that someone did come to visit him.

With an awful attitude

He couldn't believe that she smashed the door of his house into the surface of the moon, with countless ups and downs.

She even left an unbelievably arrogant note telling him to look ahead.

Sebastian looked up haughtily, saw the door to the opposite room, and smiled.

"I am wondering who was so savage, it was my auntie."

The two of them were aunt and nephew, but Giovanna had smashed the door of his house, so Sebastian still had to ask for a clear explanation.

He walked quickly to the east door and lifted his foot and kicked it with a thud.

It was estimated that the sound could reach 300 meters against the wind, even the walls had begun to shake, but that door was like a thousand-year old tomb, no matter how much he made noise outside, the one staying inside would still not make any movement.

"Ha, you think you can escape my wrath by not opening the door?

"

Sebastian kicked again and turned around to quickly walk into his house.

When he came out, there was an extra piece of paper in his hand.

In fact, something like using the wire to open the door, and rushing in to take the arrogant woman down, pressing his auntie on the table and stroke her hard three hundred times was not difficult for Sebastian at all.

But he wouldn't do that.

Now he was a law-abiding, good citizen.

Sebastian did not learn from Giovanna and smashed the door of her house...... There was a reason before and a result after.

How kind a man was if he wrote "A good man would take responsibility for his actions" and put it on the door of someone's house?

He should draw a large turtle and write, "This is the cave of the tortoise of ten thousand years. People are not allowed to enter.

The line “Look forward to find the man responsible" was stuck to the door with a bang, and it looked as good as it could.

"What a fine stroke of writing, whose ink is this?

It is comparable to works written by the famous Chinese calligraphers Wang Xizhi and Yan Zhenqing.

"

Heartily praising the fonts that was not much better than beetles crawling, Sebastian took out another packet of garlic hot sauce, pinched his fingers and counted down, and cupped it on the floor.

He went back to the front of his house again, took out something, and drummed on the door panel for a while, before Sebastian entered the house and closed the door.

The sun was up again and it was another nice day.

Giovanna had been living here for over six months and just last night she had a good sleep.

It probably had something to do with cracking down an evil woman's plot, scolding the gigolo away, and getting a good workout last night, mostly because she had accepted the reality.

She had already figured out that the night she slept with the gigolo was just like a bite from a dog. Wasn't that just a layer of hymen?

It was really not necessary to take it as a psychological burden and felt depressed about it. She should still embrace each day with a full spirit, as before.

As for where the stinking gigolo had gone, hmm, Giovanna didn't bother to think about it.

The ancient people said, open the door and see the south mountain. Giovanna opened the door and saw the door of the opposite room. The corners of her mouth immediately hooked up a pleasant arc.

The note on the opposite door was gone, proving that someone had taken it and known she'd been the one who'd stirred things up.

The door of his room was smashed to the surface of the moon with an overbearing note, but she was not disturbed from sleep by any sound.

The one who stayed in the West house was a wimp.

Giovanna casually closed the door with her hand, bristling.

"Hmph, count your wits.

Or else I'll let you know my......"

What was she going to let the person at the other door know about her?

It was definitely not how long her legs were, how big her boobs were, what color the little panties she changed into today, etc., it was supposed to be how awesome she was.

But before she could finish her sentence, she became acutely aware that something was wrong and hurriedly looked down.

Little white shoes with thin high heels were stepping on something red with a spicy smell.

Without even looking at it, Giovanna knew this was done by the person at the opposite door.

After being ignored by her last night, he didn't dare to smash Giovanna's door to demand an explanation, but he used such an unorthodox means to retaliate against her! He simply had no balls.

This fueled her anger even more. She decided to teach this scumbag a lesson even if she didn't go to work today.

Turning around, Giovanna was about to get the baseball bat again when he saw the large white piece of paper on the door.

The white paper was so big but she turned a blind eye. All she could see was the turtle on it, and the line of words.

"Calm down, I must calm down or someone will really get killed.

"

Giovanna's fists were clenched tightly, about to explode into a torrent of anger when she reminded herself in time to be calm.

She didn't want to let that get in the way of her good mood today.

After taking two deep breaths in succession, Giovanna arrived at the west door and rang the doorbell.

There was no response.

After pressing again, Giovanna pressed her ear to the door panel to listen for any movement inside, just like she had done last night.

She still didn’t heard any movement, it seemed that someone was always afraid to face Giovanna.

"Hmph, hide, I'll see how long you can hide.

You live here anyway. You can't run away from me.

"

Giovanna bristled and decided to suspend his thunderous anger and go to work first.

Tomorrow was Saturday and there was plenty of time to take care of this, so why should she rush it now?