Chapter 452 Standing by the bed every night looking at me
Chapter 452 Standing on the bedside looking at me every night
She stared at him, her breath weakening, not because she was afraid, but because she suddenly felt distressed.
How desperate a person must be before another personality appears to bear all the oppression, fighting and bloodshed on his behalf.
He is still himself, he is just using his own way to protect himself and the important people.
Di Yan walked over, raised his hands and strangled her neck, with a cold voice: "You are pitying me."
It's not a question, it's a confirmation.
Yu Wushuang was pinched by him and lifted up slightly, raising her head and letting out the breath all over her body.
"You are worthy enough to pity me."
The dissipated aura made him furious and his eyes were as black as ink.
He looked as angry as a hellish Shura, so cold that he almost suffered frostbite.
Yu Wushuang stared at him with her red lips raised, without struggling or retorting. She was very sure that he would not kill her. That was a kind of complete trust.
It is also a kind of confidence.
His firm and fearless eyes seemed to make him even colder.
"You think I won't kill you? Then you are wrong!" An angry voice sounded, and his fingers tightened.
Yu Wushuang's cheeks were suppressed to be red, and her eyes were slightly lowered, not out of gambling, but out of determination.
Suddenly, she felt the hand on her neck tremble slightly, and a touch of joy spread from the bottom of her heart.
Di Yan's eyes fell on her slightly open collar, the drop-like pendant was shaking, there was something strange in his dark eyes, and his heart beat suddenly.
His big hand suddenly shook her away, and the jumping feeling in his heart made him very unhappy.
Yu Wushuang choked and backed away, stood firm and stroked her neck, but smiled: "Now, I can answer the question you just asked."
Di Yan frowned.
"You were wrong just now. I don't pity you. We are all people who have come through the killings. I pity you, but will you pity me?"
Di Yan snorted coldly.
Yu Wushuang sneered and shook his head: "You won't pity me, so why should I pity you? Di Yan, you said that we are very suitable for each other. I didn't think it at first, but now I feel that we are really suitable for each other."
It can be very warm if two people who are in the midst of killing come together and cuddle up against each other.
Di Yan's eyes changed slightly.
Yu Wushuang rubbed her neck and walked towards the big bed.
"That's my bed." A cold voice floated out.
Yu Wushuang sat down, took off her shoes and went to bed, pulled the quilt and lay down, yawned and said: "You are not standing at the bedside looking at me every night. From now on, you don't need to bother you running back and forth. I will personally deliver it to your door."
"..."
Di Yan's face was frozen, and his gaze fell on the bulging figure, which was so sharp that it seemed like it could pierce her.
"I can't sleep well if you act like this, I'll have nightmares." came a sleepy voice.
His sharp eyes paused and quietly dispersed. Di Yan snorted coldly, and he didn't hesitate to look at her and left the room.
Yu Wushuang opened her eyes, turned over, and couldn't stop the smile in her eyes. Look, it's him!
It's good when people come back. As for other things, you have to take your time!
Jun Chi and Jun Lianxin, who were hiding outside, were about to jump out of their seats and were covered in cold sweat.
"Miss Wushuang is really good. Fortunately, you held me back just now." Jun Lian was still frightened.
If he had jumped out just now, he would probably have lost his life.
Jun Chi wiped his forehead: "It's really dangerous, the master seems to have never shown mercy to a woman."
"Can Miss Wushuang be the same as other women? That is what our master has engraved on his heart." Jun Lian stood up, pulled his clothes, and was soaked all over.
"It seems..." Before Jun Chi could finish his words, his voice got stuck in his throat, his face changed drastically, and he knelt down immediately: "See Master."
Jun Lian was stunned for a moment, turned around and knelt down: "Master."
Di Yan: This damn possessiveness.
Start the daily routine of madly protecting your little wife.