Chapter 330: The Killer and the Little Dumb (15)
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She blinked, put on her coat and got up, pushed open the glass window, and looked at the slender figure in the tree.
Far away, the light hanging under the tree could not shine on him, Yu Chu only vaguely saw the young man's long legs overlapping at will, his back against the trunk of the big tree, even if he couldn't see clearly, he could imagine the casual appearance.
Mu Ye's slender arms were casually pillowed behind his head, and he lowered his eyes lightly and said, "Sleep, I'm leaving." ”
He was probably going back to rest, Yu Chu hurriedly nodded obediently, walked back and lay down, staring at the bright light in the night outside the window, his heart was quite warm.
However, the person who said he was going to leave did not move.
The boy sat quietly, his gaze on the endless firmament, where there was no moon but twinkling stars.
He raised his hand slightly, rubbed his temples with his slender fingers, and turned his head to look at the room, where the girl had closed her eyes and seemed to be breathing evenly, asleep.
He held on to the tree, his long legs slightly bent, and his white fingers lined the rough trunk, but he looked more and more beautiful.
After a while, he jumped off the tree, and the killer was so good that even if he jumped from a height, he did not say anything.
He walked up the steps, gently pushed the door in, and came to the bed, his eyes fell lightly on the sleeping girl, and then he looked at himself covered in blood and frowned.
Two slender hands clasped behind him to make sure that the blood on his arms would not touch her, the young man leaned over slightly, his long figure blocking the light from the trees outside the window, and his slightly cool and thin lips fell gently on the girl's forehead.
The feeling of thirst, slightly relieved.
Mu Ye straightened up, frowned indifferently, and turned out in silence, the killer's cold and dark boots stepped on the ground, as silent as when he was killing.
But he thought to himself, what a planting.
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Perhaps because the Lord God was there, peace completely outweighed fear, and Yu Chu slept well this night.
She went to work as usual that day, but halfway through the hour, she saw the man in astonishment.
The boy wore a black coat with a zipper pulled nonchalantly, revealing a slender neck and pale collarbones. He sat in front of the bar, his long legs were enough to seduce people, and he supported his chin with a white hand, a delicate and beautiful face, and his eyes stared at her faintly.
Light color, mysterious and dangerous.
Yu Chu suspected that he was here to accompany her, but he didn't want to be too narcissistic, so he smiled at him and said hello, and continued to be busy with work.
She had long understood the power of the Lord God's beauty, and she was not surprised by the obviously restless nightclub tonight.
However, there are not many people who dare to talk to each other.
Seeing the main god here, Yu Chu was in a good mood, walked across a sofa in the hall with wine, and politely put the wine on the tray on the table, but the next second, he was grabbed by a drunken middle-aged man.
She froze and broke free.
But she couldn't make a sound, and the silence undoubtedly made the uncle sure of something, and he reached out to grab her, and smiled indistinctly: "Little beauty......"
Uncle Woe, is it bad to drink or sleep badly, is it not good to live?
She broke free with all her might, but the strength of this body was not enough, and the middle-aged man pulled her even harder.
A hand stretched out next to him, with slender and beautiful finger bones, but wearing black gloves, holding his wrist.
The middle-aged man's face was still drunk, but in the next second, the pain made him suddenly widen his eyes, and he woke up most of the wine, and the screams were earth-shattering.
Mu Ye let go of him and touched the feeling of a person—it was the second time since he had approached the woman for the assassination last time, and this was the second time he felt sick to his stomach.