Su Qingmo crossed her legs and said lazily: "Yes, it seems to be...... He knows about your last mission and plans to give you a few days off. ”

Speaking of the last mission, she paused for a moment.

Glanced at Night Drift.

Thinking of the task of killing Tan Ruoxi's father, the girl's vision dimmed.

After hesitating for a while, she told Su Qingmo what she had been thinking about for the past few days.

"Qingmo, I'm going to quit."

Su Qingmo was stunned for a moment, and soon understood.

"Have you really figured it out?"

Ye Piao paused, his eyes were confused, and he sighed: "I just don't know, should I continue......"

Su Qingmo reached out and touched her hair.

asked softly: "Little Zero, do you regret killing that person?" ”

Night Drifter thought for a moment and shook his head: "No." ”

She said firmly, "If I do it again, I will still kill him." ”

Even if Fang Yongyan is Ruoxi's father, it can't change the fact that he is a scumbag.

If he doesn't die, then there will definitely be more girls killed, even Ruoxi......

Nightdrift couldn't see anything like that happen.

Su Qingmo smiled: "That's it." ”

"But......" Nightdrifter's eyes darkened, "I killed her father." ”

Ruoxi likes her father so much.

Such a thin girl, every time she mentions her family, the kind of light in her eyes will emit.

Once, she was so envious of her family.

"Think about it yourself, it's just that you're D.K's signature after all, if you don't do it, Zhou's side ...... I'm afraid it's not that easy to agree. ”

Su Qingmo patted her shoulder comfortingly and said in a deep voice.

Generally speaking, a person who becomes a killer will not be able to escape for the rest of his life.

Unless you die.

Of course, she knows that Little Zero is different.

It's just that, with the value of Night Drifting, no matter how special Zhou is to her, it is impossible to let her leave easily.

Night drifted back upstairs to a familiar room.

Night Silence was standing on the edge of the bed, holding a box of ointment in his hand.

Night Drift glanced at it and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

He lowered his eyes and stared at her snow-white wrist: "Rub." ”

Night Drift moved his hand, and after a glance, he realized that his hands were still handcuffed.

The bruising was terrifying, but she was used to the pain.

In fact, if she hadn't struggled the whole time, she wouldn't have left such a big trace.

She walked over and sat on the edge of the bed.

The boy took her hand, lowered his head and wiped it carefully.

After applying, the cold fingertips rubbed lightly on her wrists, the movements clumsy and jerky, but with caution.

After the painting on his hand, Night Drifter naturally leaned on the head of the bed and rested his foot on his lap.

Under the young man's gaze, he raised his chin: "There are also on the ankles." ”

Ye Lonely Chu obediently lifted her pants up, revealing her equally bruised ankles.

There was an imperceptible trace of distress in his blood pupils.

pursed her thin lips and helped her apply the medicine more seriously.

Seeing his tense side face, Night Drift pursed his lips.

I knew that there would be this day, so why lock her up before.

After applying, Ye Lonely Chu continued to hold her feet and help her rub them.

The noble and slender hand is not dirty at all, and the movements are cautious, as if they are treasures in their hands.

Night Drifter was overwhelmed by his gentle movements, and the instep of his foot was tickled.

Seeing that he was dignified, it looked quite awkward to hold his feet.

I couldn't help but retract my foot.

"That's pretty much it." I want to talk about "The Strongest Queen: Good Morning, Her Highness Shura" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~