###Chapter 3 Go Back to the Taylors

When they arrived at the Taylor house. Laura looked at the house which was quite alien to the next door. Compared with the magnificent appearance of the next one, this place was much more shallow.

Laura quirked up the corners of her mouth.

The maid stepped into the gate, looking at Laura staring at the villa and forbearing the strange itch on his body, and said cynically,

"Why are you still standing here? Follow me!"

Laura was not annoyed by the maid's speech, and put her hand in her pocket, "Maid, have you got rid of the itch?"

The maid heard this and froze, hesitantly speaking, "How do you know?"

Looking up and meeting Laura's eyes, for some reason, although Laura was smiling at the moment, in the maid's eyes it looked like a devil that just crawled out of hell.

"I saw you scratching your back all the time, and I even wanted to help you scratch where you couldn't reach." Laura raised her eyebrows and shrugged.

"What the hell." The maid was still muttering in a low voice.