But before she could lie down, she was suddenly dragged back, and the handsome face approached again, and the deep dark eyes stared into her eyes for a moment, "I'm really not drunk. ”

Su Miao, "........."

She frowned, "Okay, I got it." Drunk people usually don't like to be told they're drunk, "So can I sleep now?" ”

Di Beiyu pursed his lips, "You ...... last night" He looked at her intently, "Did you also have nightmares?" ”

That's why her face is so ugly today, as if it will fall when the wind blows.

"How?"

Su Miao sneered, "Now you don't just care where I am, do you even care about what dreams I have?" ”

Di Beiyu stared at her fixedly for a while, and suddenly got up. Just when Su Miao thought he was leaving, she saw the man walking back to her with her clothes, and said without a beak: "Put it on." ”

Su Miao frowned, "What do you want to do?" She scratched her hair irritably, "It's because I have a bad attitude during the day, so you want me to sleep at night, right?" ”

"Did you just sleep soundly?"

“…… I'm sorry I was wrong, it's getting late, don't make a fuss, okay? ”

"Put it on."

"Do you know what time it is?"

"I'll take you to your grandmother."

“………”

Su Miao's voice stopped abruptly and looked into his eyes sharply.

She tried to find the slightest hint of lying, but ...... No.

The man was clearly drunk, but he seemed to be exceptionally sober.

Su Miao was silent for a long time, "Are you crazy?" ”

Di Beiyu retracted his gaze, directly wrapped the layers of clothes around her, and finally put the fox fur cloak on her, dragging her stiff body and striding out.

…………

Su family.

Strictly speaking, this is not the Su family in the past - although the assassin's thing is not true, Su Mingyuan actually did no less evil. So the Prime Minister's Mansion has been copied, and they live in an ordinary house at this time.

Su Miao stood on the roof, letting the cold wind blow across her cheeks.

Looking at the old woman sleeping on the big bed in the room under the uncovered rubble, Su Miao's expression was dull and almost indifferent.

"Your grandmother isn't dead."

"The one on the execution ground is just a death row prisoner who was executed after the autumn."

He wanted her to come back, yes, he didn't think about human life that much, and even Old Madam Su was never good to her. But if he had killed her grandmother in front of her—and because of her—would she have let it go and come back?

Obviously, no.

So he's not going to do it.

Di Beiyu turned to look at her slightly trembling eyelashes, unconsciously raised his hand, and paused in mid-air, only touching the woman's long hair blown by the wind, "Do you want to go down and see her?" ”

Su Miao instinctively shook her head, "No need." ”

Just know that people are still alive.

No one died because of her, fine.

Su Miao closed her eyes, and an indescribable sourness suddenly surged in her eyes, but her body, which had always been in a tense state, finally relaxed a little.

In the next second, her body was embraced, "I don't move them, whether it's your evil father or your innocent mother, I won't move them." ”

Maybe it was because of the drinking, or maybe the wind was too noisy, and the man's deep voice became more and more hoarse, "Don't think about running anymore, okay?" ”

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