Chapter 82: Déjà vu

K angrily sprinkled the medicine on the knife edge, the pain of the wound made him gasp, and grinned at someone standing aside and saying cool words.

"Damn it! Get the fuck out of here! ”

"Shut your foul mouth, you'll die on your mouth sooner or later!" M crossed his arms and snorted coldly, "If I hadn't been interested in your blood, you'd be lying here now, instead of talking to me like this." ”

After saying that, he went back to his position and picked up the wine glass that had been placed there, tasted it again, threw an idiot look at K, and then went back to his room.

K looked at his back with cold eyes, his eyes were full of murderous intent, this coward who was afraid of death, he was always afraid of dying in the hands of D, just like a poor worm, he dared to look down on him! Oh...... What a fucking suck! He's going to kill him, definitely!

This late night is destined to be unpeaceful, and the three people who are fighting with each other end up unhappily, each with a ghost in their hearts, calculating with each other to kill the other.

And on the other side, in the silent villa, a slender figure stood beside the wide bed, his eyes down, looking at the sleeping man on the bed.

The man is accustomed to sleeping with the lamp on, and the dim light falls on the angular face, and the original deep facial features appear more distinct, and the knife-and-axe-like silhouette exudes coldness even when he is asleep.

His lips were the most beautiful and thinnest of any man she had ever seen, which made her suddenly remember a sentence that someone with thin lips was ruthless.

There has always been a saying in the upper circles of the wealthy family that the eldest gentleman of the Gu family was born with a thin face. His wrists also show his meanness.

Someone who makes both black and white awe seven points is very, very interesting, isn't it?

Zhou Ran looked at his face, his eyes were gloomy, he didn't know what he was thinking, could she kill him now? It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, kill him, and she'll get a perfect piece. It will definitely not let him feel the slightest pain in his sleep, and he will not even feel the breath of death......

She slowly bent down and gradually approached the sleeping man, the tip of her nose was only two fingers away from him, and she only needed to use the thin blade in her hand to swipe his neck so lightly, perfectly...... The tip of his tongue slid over his lips, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Staring at the man's face for a long time, Zhou Ran slowly straightened up and swept his whole body lightly, tsk, what a pity.

She stretched out her hand, pulled the quilt next to the man, gently put it on his body, and then tucked the corners of the quilt, and glanced at the man on the bed almost obsessively, she was really going crazy.

The sound of the door closing was very small, but it still made the man who was sleeping in a good position on the bed frown slightly, and his eyes, which were thicker than the night, slowly opened, and there was no trace of sleepiness in his clear eyes, looking at the door that was closed.

The fresh and elegant fragrance of the girl's hair could still be vaguely smelled in the air, and the moment he woke up just now, it entered his nose.

Gu Cheng sat up, turned on the light in the room, and looked down at the quilt on his body with an uncertain expression.

After a long time, he reached out and pinched the corner of the quilt that the girl had held, and her thin lips hooked a very faint smile, and even the bottom of her eyes were dyed with a shining smile, and the whole person was a little more gentle and a little less cold.

The man who has shed his ascetic coat seems to be stained with the smoke and fire of a layman, and his facial lines are a little softer.

This feeling is familiar, as if he has experienced it thousands of times, which makes him feel familiar with it in his heart and engraved in the depths of his soul.