The novel with the fastest update and the most complete books is the novel network, and they felt that they were so excited that they didn't feel sleepy at all, and said: "No, we're not tired, we're not sleepy at all! Let's drink tea and chat, okay?"

Ji Fu and Siyu kept nodding, Qiu Peng had no choice but to sigh and no longer object, and then two exquisite beauties, one went to boil water and make tea, and the other went to prepare dim sum.

After a cup of tea, Qiu Peng walked to the kitchen and found one leaning on the stove and the other lying on a stool, both asleep. A pot of boiling water has not yet been boiled.

Qiu Peng tiptoed back to the living room, signaling Yu and Ji Fu to come over, and the two of them saw Piao Piao and Lele's appearance, and the corners of their mouths showed smiles.

Ji Fu and Qiu Peng, one by one, gently carried them upstairs to their bedroom, took off their shoes, covered them with quilts, and then quietly closed the door and retreated.

The three of them said good night and went back to the room to rest, Siyu grabbed Qiu Peng's sleeve and refused to let go.

Qiu Peng and Siyu came to her room, Siyu looked at Qiu Peng and said, "Big brother, are you going to leave us?"

Qiu Peng immediately knew that Siyu had already stolen the plan in his mind, and he no longer concealed it, and said: "If you don't ask, I will sue you too! I will leave for a few days, at least two or three days, and at most six or seven days." ”

Siyu nodded and said, "Is it to save Sister Lin Xue?"

Qiu Peng nodded.

Siyu leaned on Qiu Peng's chest and said, "Can you stay with me for a while?"

Qiu Peng nodded, wordlessly waited for Siyu to get into bed, pulled the quilt for her, sat on the edge of the bed, Siyu said, "You have to wait for me to fall asleep before you can leave." ”

Qiu Peng nodded and said okay, Siyu closed his eyes and showed a quiet smile, breathing evenly and lightly. Qiu Peng tugged at her sleeve, and after a while, Siyu fell into a deep and dreamless sleep.

Qiu Peng gently withdrew his hand, put Siyu's hand back into the quilt, and turned to leave the room.

Qiu Peng calculated the time, it should have been almost midnight, and it was time.

Qiu Peng was about to go downstairs, but suddenly heard a faint sobbing sound from next door, and it seemed that someone was choking the throat, and the moans of dying struggle, full of a taste of helplessness and despair.

Qiu Peng was slightly stunned, and the source of the voice was actually from Ji Fu's room.

Qiu Peng hesitated slightly, then walked towards Ji Fu's room, knocked his fingers lightly on her door twice, and said in a low voice, "Miss Ji Fu?"

There was no answer.

The groans of pain stopped for a moment, then resounded.

Qiu Peng hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Miss Ji Fu, are you okay? If you don't answer, I'm going to come in?"

Still not answered.

Qiu Peng pushed the door hard, but found that the door was locked.

Qiu Peng went downstairs to take out the key, opened the door, and used the key to the bedroom door for the first time since moving into this house. This also seems strange when you think about it.

Qiu Peng gently pushed the door open, and the room was pitch black, and the hazy moonlight flowed through the translucent window screen in the room, becoming softer and brighter.

Ji Fu lay on the bed, his eyes closed, obviously asleep, but his face showed a look of pain and anxiety, and a helpless sob, as if he was hiding from something.

Qiu Peng walked up to her bed, patted her cheek lightly with his hand, and said, "Ji Fu, Ji Fu, wake up." ”

Qiu Peng's fingers touched her cheek, only to find that her cheeks were hot and wet, I don't know if it was tears or sweat.

Ji Fu's eyes blinked, he woke up from his dream, slowly opened his eyes, saw the dark shadow in front of the bed, and instinctively pushed Qiu Peng hard.

Qiu Peng grabbed her hands and said, "It's me." ”

Ji Fu was shocked and recognized Qiu Peng standing in front of the bed.

She suddenly threw herself into Qiu Peng's arms, wrapped her arms tightly around Qiu Peng's neck, rested her head on Qiu Peng's shoulder, squeezed hard, and tears quickly wet Qiu Peng's neck.

Qiu Peng reached out with some surprise and hugged her soft and slender waist, feeling the heat and humidity on her body, obviously her clothes were already wet with sweat.

At this moment, Ji Fu is not at all like the fierce appearance of the day, he looks weak and helpless, and he is pitiful.

Qiu Peng held her in his arms, gently patted her shoulder with his hand to comfort her, and after a long time, Ji Fu's affection calmed down, and he slowly let go of the hand holding Qiu Peng's shoulder.

Only then did Qiu Peng notice that Ji Fu was dressed neatly all over his body, all his clothes were ready, but they were a little messy, and even his shoes were on his feet.

Qiu Peng glanced at the end of a dagger under her pillow, and a strange feeling rose in his heart: "Is this the habit of all assassins? Even when sleeping, they are fully armed, fully dressed, ready to flee or fight at any time?"

Ji Fu's sobbing, I don't know when it stopped.

She sat on the bed with her head down and her back against the wall, not knowing what she was thinking, her hands hanging weakly at her sides, and her whole body seemed to have completely lost her strength, motionless.

The posture of her body exudes a strong taste of discouragement, despair, and boredom.

Ji Fu's hair was covered in front of his eyes, Qiu Peng couldn't see her expression, and bent down worriedly and asked, "You--Are you better?

Ji Fu didn't hear it, but his body slowly slipped down, and he lay on all fours, as if he didn't even have the strength and will to support his body.

She looked dazed and bored, and after a long time, she slowly raised her left hand in front of her chest, clenched it into a fist, and the sharp claws on the back of her hand immediately popped out.

Qiu Peng was startled, took two steps back, and thought, "It must be because I broke into her bedroom, and she wants to ask me for the guilt." ”

Qiu Peng thought about it, and took another half step back, facing Ji Fu with his body facing Ji Fu, but one toe was facing the door, ready to flee at any time.

Ji Fu didn't seem to see Qiu Peng, or didn't even have the strength to be angry, staring at the sharp wrist blade a little numbly, motionless, looking as if he wanted to watch it forever.

The emptiness in her eyes showed that at this moment, there were no thoughts and feelings in her mind, only numbness and boredom.

Just when Qiu Peng thought she would stay like this forever, Ji Fu suddenly swung his wrist blade and slashed down at his right forearm.

The snow-white blade pierced into the skin, slowly dragging it forward, and the bright red blood flowed out quickly, flowing down the arm, and instantly soaking through the clothes on the arm.

Ji Fu didn't seem to feel it, and watched the blood gush out, and the wrist blade stretched out again, slashing towards his forearm.

Qiu Peng was dumbfounded, and when he saw that she was about to harm herself again, he hurriedly rushed up, grabbed the wrist of her left hand, and exclaimed, "What are you doing?"

Ji Fu angrily struggled, but did not break free. She said viciously to Qiu Peng: "Get out!" angrily clenched her right hand into a fist, and the wrist blade on the back of her hand popped out and stabbed Qiu Peng in the chest.

Qiu Peng grabbed her right hand with his left hand, grabbed her left hand with his right hand, and pressed her hands crossover against his chest, Ji Fu raised his foot and kicked at his.

Qiu Peng's legs were together, and he clamped her kicking feet, but she struggled, stood unsteadily, fell forward, and pressed Ji Fu on the bed.

Ji Fu struggled hard, but his hands were grabbed by Qiu Peng and pressed against his chest, one foot was clamped, and he couldn't exert his strength, so he used his remaining leg to bend his knee to Qiu Peng's waist.

Qiu Peng used his limbs together at this time, but he didn't have empty hands and feet to resist her knees. Originally, Qiu Peng could dodge now as long as he let go and jump backwards.

But Qiu Peng was worried that as soon as he let go, he didn't know what this crazy woman would do, and after a little hesitation in his heart, it was too late, so he had to turn his waist to the side, hoping that Ji Fu's knee blade would not pierce his vital point.

Ji Fu's knees pressed heavily against Qiu Peng's waist, Qiu Peng's eyes were dark, his waist was twisted in pain, and he couldn't even scream in pain, and he locked Ji Fu's hands with all his might.

Qiu Peng immediately found that although the knee was heavy, the blade on Ji Fu's knee did not pop out.

Qiu Peng used the body pressed on her body to cooperate with his right hand, pressed her hands, and freed one hand to hold Ji Fu's only movable leg.

Ji Fu struggled violently, rolling on the bed hysterically, biting, and kicking, but Qiu Peng only pressed her hard.

After a long time, Ji Fu's strength in his hands and feet gradually decreased, and he finally became exhausted, gasping and relaxing, giving up resistance. Tears quickly welled up from the corners of his eyes.