Late at night, 10:30.

At the door of Anhe's apartment, the group of thugs with professional ethics were still there in the afternoon.

Obviously, these people are trying to stay in Heilai Shizi, but fortunately, An He didn't let the other party go home.

Upstairs, An He came to the door of his house.

Took out the key, and this time Amamiya Saki didn't rush to open the door.

With a "click", the door opened, and An He walked into the room, then closed the door again.

The living room was dark, and the lights were not on.

An He wiped his hand on the wall next to the door, and with a "click", the living room light came on.

At the same time, Amamiya Samist's figure also appeared in Anhe's field of vision.

She was like a lazy black cat, curled up on the couch at this time.

Asleep?

Thinking so, An He changed his shoes at the entrance, and then gently walked to Amamiya Saki.

Amamiya Saki seemed to have had some nightmare, and on the delicate pretty face between her arms and wrists, her brows were slightly furrowed at this time.

Seeing this, An He reached out and wanted to rub her head, but before he could touch it, Saki Amamiya in his sleep suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of emotionless eyes looked at An He like that.

For some reason, An He always felt that Amamiya Samist's eyes were very terrifying at this time.

Fortunately, after seeing who the person in front of him was, Amamiya Samist's eyes returned to normal again.

It's still a little cold, but at least it doesn't make people feel cold.

[Just for a moment, you saw the killing intent in Amamiya Saki's eyes, plus the fruit knife that the other party pressed under the pillow, obviously, this woman just wanted to kill you! ] Although the other party is mistaking you for someone else, but the killing intent is the killing intent, this woman now has reverse scales, and she must not stay, why not take advantage of tonight to drug the other party, and then ...... it]

She wants to kill me?

Hearing the narrator's words, An He chuckled in his heart at first, but couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after hearing the second half of the sentence.

Think of me as someone else...

An He's gaze pretended to be unintentional and glanced under the pillow that Amamiya Saki was pillowing.

Although nothing can be seen, according to the narrator, there is a fruit knife there.

Inexplicably, An He thought of Brother Cheng.

It seems that he was ...... by a fruit knife

Leng Buding shuddered, An He hurriedly dispelled the terrifying picture in his mind, but the movements in his hands did not stop, but it was not touching Amamiya Saki's head but the other party's face.

"Why don't you sleep in the bedroom?"

Rubbing Amamiya's pretty face that can be broken by blowing bullets, An He asked with concern like a husband who had just come home from stealing someone, eager to make up for his wife.

"I can't sleep alone."

Amamiya Saki said softly, rubbing Anhe's palm with her little face, and then sat up from the sofa with her hands.

She wore only a white short-sleeved shirt, and because of the oversized size, the collar slipped off as she moved, and the delicate collarbones, smooth shoulders, and half of the snow white were exposed to the air.

Faintly, you can also see a touch of pink at the snow-white end.

However, Saki Amamiya didn't seem to know anything about this, still holding his head high and blinking his bright eyes to look at An He quietly.

Feeling the heat coming from the tip of his nose, An He hurriedly turned his head to look away.

Today, he finally understands what the ceiling of pure desire is.

It's really pure and lustful!

Just as he was thinking, Amamiya Saki got up from the sofa, and then, Anhe felt that he was being hugged by a soft and fragrant body.

"I'm worried about you."

Amamiya Samist's voice came in his ears, feeling the warm breath of the other party, and Anhe's originally chaotic thoughts were suddenly emptied.

At this moment, he just wanted to reach out and hug the person in front of him tightly into his arms.

However, before he could make a move, the person in front of him suddenly let go of the hands holding him.

Looking at Amamiya Saiki's obviously frowning brows, An He didn't panic, and stammered, "How... What's wrong? ”

Hearing this, Amamiya Sawu pursed her lips, and then said softly: "You have a woman's fragrance on your body again, and this time it is very heavy." ”

Speaking of this, Amamiya Saki paused, then turned his head and continued to add.

"There are three women's, and one of them is the lavender scent from last time."

……

You have such a smart nose?

An He was shocked in his heart, but the top priority was to coax the other party, after all, according to the narrator, there was a fruit knife under the pillow.

Yasuwa didn't want to follow the old path of Makoto Ito.

Thinking of this, An He was about to step forward and hug Amamiya Sawu to use the first style of scumbag swordsmanship: pretending to be stupid and stunned.

However, what he didn't expect was that Amamiya Samist, who was usually submissive, deftly dodged this time.

Not only that, but Amamiya Saki also distanced himself several steps from An He.

Seeing that An He was still approaching, Amamiya Sawu hurriedly stretched out a hand in front of him and said softly, "You go take a bath first, I don't like those smells." ”

Hearing her words, An He instantly stopped and said in disbelief: "Don't you care?" ”

Hearing this, Amamiya Samist's eyes drooped slightly, and she nodded slightly.

"Only... As long as Yusheng doesn't drive me away, and don't bring other women to the house. ”

After saying that, Amamiya Saki didn't look at Anhe, turned around and walked straight towards the kitchen.

Looking at her back, An He was stunned for a long time before reacting.

This... Is this tacit approval?

Somehow, An He, who should have been happy, felt a pain in his chest inexplicably at this time.

After hesitating for a moment, An He still did not follow up with the kitchen.

After finding a set of clean clothes, Ann and went to the bathroom.

The cold water sprayed out of the shower, drenching him all over, and at the same time calming An He's heart.

The expression on the face when Amamiya Saki said that sentence before seemed to still appear in front of him, and An He scratched his head a little irritably.

It must be impossible for him to give up Amamiya Saki, as for Heilai Shizi......

An He thought of the kiss in the evening, and then fell silent.

If before today, An He might really say that he didn't care or something......

Forget it, don't think about it, you will be safe when you come.

Thinking so, An He wiped his body dry, then closed his clean clothes and walked out of the bathroom.

In the living room, Amamiya Saki has already served dinner hot.

Three dishes and one soup, not too hearty, but the victory is that it is made by Amamiya Sawu himself, so Anhe eats it very fragrant.

After the meal, Saki Amamiya cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and An He took the opportunity to follow into the kitchen.

Watching Amamiya Saki put the dishes and chopsticks into the sink, Yasuwa opened her mouth to say something.

"The ......"

Before he could speak, the Amamiya Samisi in front of him suddenly turned around.

The next moment, a touch of sweetness came from his mouth.

Looking at the pretty face that was close at hand, An He was stunned for two seconds, and then took the initiative to respond.

This kiss was not calm.

In just a few minutes, An He's tongue was bitten seven or eight times by the other party, and even the last time he bit through the skin.

It wasn't until blood spilled from the corners of his mouth that Amamiya Saki let go of Anhe.

Wiping the blood from An and Yusheng from the corners of her mouth, she turned around and continued to wash the dishes as if she was fine.

Looking at her back and feeling the tingling pain coming from the tip of her tongue, An He breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe that's how Saki Amamiya vents.

Thinking so, An He bared his teeth, swallowed the blood in his mouth, and took two steps forward to stop Amamiya Saiki's slender waist from behind, and the latter did not refuse.