Chapter 166: There Is Always a Loving Concubine, Assassinating Me (51)
Sure enough, as soon as Su Daji heard this, Liu Mei's eyebrows immediately wrinkled, and her snow-white teeth bit her lower lip, a little anxious, but more panicked that her plan was disrupted.
Seeing her expression, Xiao Yu, whose heart was already cold, couldn't help but pull the corners of his lips self-deprecatingly, pulled up the quilt and covered the two of them, and his voice was full of exhaustion, "Rest." ”
Fine work is fine work, how can I think she has been influenced tonight?
It's ridiculous to slap your face alive.
Seeing that he had closed his eyes, Su Daji had no choice but to lie down.
It's just that neither of the two people who have things on their minds has fallen asleep.
Although Xiao Yu stretched out his hand to hold his soft delicate body, his heart was dead silent, he didn't have any thoughts, and the only four words that kept echoing in his mind were not to fall asleep.
He hadn't forgotten that Su Daji had a dagger on his back that could cut his throat with a single sword.
Even though there are secret guards who are secretly protecting him and will not let him fall into danger, he is still persistent and wants to watch her commit murder with his own eyes.
Until the last moment, he still retained some faith in her.
For this woman who made him want to be intimate for the first time, he had an attachment to the heart of the Yellow River that would not die.
Xiao Yu's body slowly relaxed, and he looked like he had fallen asleep.
But Suda knew that he wouldn't fall asleep so easily, he was waiting to do it himself.
But, she just wants to hang his appetite!
"Mimi, I'll sleep for a while, you set an alarm clock for me, and call me in two hours."
After instructing the system, she didn't have a trace of psychological burden and baggage, and fell asleep directly, leaving Xiao Yu, who had her eyes closed but her whole body alert, alone in the lonely long night.
Time passed minute by minute, and there was not even a sound in the silent inner room.
The dark fragrance that filled the room to calm the nerves and help him sleep floated, constantly hypnotizing Xiao Yu's nerves, and what was even more painful was that he had to maintain a posture of closing his eyes and not moving to confuse the fine work in his arms.
After his lips and tongue were tortured by teeth, he could only quietly remove the white jade wrench on his fingers and press it hard into the palm of his hand, with waves of dull pain, to resist drowsiness.
Just when Xiao Yu waited and waited, she didn't feel the slightest reaction from the person in her arms, thinking that she had given up the assassination tonight and was about to fall asleep, Su Daji's head suddenly moved slightly.
"It's coming!" His spirit slammed.
Su Daji slowly raised her head from the crook of his arm, held her breath and observed it intently, and found that he was breathing evenly and looking soothing, and breathed a small sigh of relief, and then gently pulled her own arm out from under his arm.
When the two of them fell asleep, Xiao Yu purposefully put his big palm on her waist, so as to judge whether she had pulled out the dagger in time.
But her hand, instead of reaching back, moved forward, close to his face.
The dark guard did not move, indicating that there was no danger, and Xiao Yu continued to pretend to be asleep with peace of mind, but the perception of his whole body was awake.
Suddenly, I felt a slight coolness in the center of my eyebrows, and the touch of my fingertips.
Very gently, gently, half-suspended, slowly sliding from his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, to the thin lips, and then from the side along the edge of his cheeks, slowly upward.
The careful touch was almost imperceptible, but Xiao Yu clearly remembered her every movement.
She's depicting her own looks!
This...... Was it a special ritual before killing him?