Su Daji's fingers were on Xiao Yu's face, and he gently stroked it, his eyes were full of seriousness, as if he wanted to remember the face of this emperor Fengshen handsome man firmly and engrave it in his heart.

This affectionate appearance, although Xiao Yu can't see it with his eyes closed, but the hidden guards hidden everywhere can be seen clearly.

She knew that they would report to him every look, movement, and gaze of their every detail.

After Su Daji had recorded every inch of his face with her fingertips, she suddenly closed her eyes in pain, and a line of tears slipped silently.

She hurriedly raised her hand to wipe it, but there was still a drop that hit the ground violently, and it hit Xiao Yu's neck right in.

She, crying?

Is it crying over your own death in advance?

Just when he didn't know why, Su Daji gently and gently picked up his hand from his body and slowly put it on the couch.

She propped herself up, made it easier to move, reached for her right hand at the back of her waist, and gently pulled out the dagger that she had been preparing for a long time.

Then, without a moment's hesitation, he swung forward vigorously!

"Zheng!"

Xiao Yu even heard the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air.

She's really stabbed down!

The muscles of his whole body tensed suddenly, and he was about to use his strength to dodge the attack, but as soon as a pair of sharp eyes opened, the snowy dagger suddenly turned around, avoided his throat, and fell on the inside of the bed.

Xiao Yu looked at the murder weapon and was stunned for a moment, and it took a few seconds to react.

At the last moment when she was about to succeed, she gave up such a good assassination opportunity?

Immediately afterward, he secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and when he opened his eyes, didn't she find out that he was pretending to be asleep?

He hurriedly raised his eyes to see, but fortunately, the little man was lowering his head and covering his face tightly with his hands, not realizing that he had woken up.

Xiao Yu hurriedly closed his eyes, leaving only a small gap, and looked at her secretly.

Su Daji's body shook slightly, and extremely quiet sobs slipped out between her fingers and scattered in the air.

Crystal clear tears, spilling from her fingers, flowed down her hand, shining in the flickering candlelight.

The silent crying is the most moving.

The gurgling tears seemed to flow into Xiao Yu's heart, making his lips and tongue overflow with bitterness.

Her life is not up to her, and what she does is not up to her.

This is very similar to the self that is now restrained by those powerful old horsemen.

Even when you are sad, you can't cry as much as you want, you can only silently, undiscovered, hide in the corner alone, and quietly shed tears for a while.

I didn't even dare to cry for a while.

Su Daji nervously raised her head from between her hands, glanced at Xiao Yu, and found that he was still asleep, so she relaxed a little and began to collect her mood.

Wiping away the tears on her face, she cautiously lay back again, lying on her side in the direction of Xiao Yu, not sleeping, just looking at him quietly.

Xiao Yu could feel that her gaze had been on her face, without murderous intent, but with a gentle gaze.

It took a long time for his ears to catch her murmuring as if she were talking to herself, so light that it was almost inaudible.

"Why are you being so nice to me?"

"I ...... It's not worth it. ”

"I'm not as good as you think, please, don't, don't be nice to me anymore......"