She stared straight at him for a while, and suddenly snorted lowly, “Whether your bottom line is too high or too low, how can I step on it by casually saying something?”
The man’s voice was a few points colder, “Su Miao, I talk to you properly, you do not listen, must I carry you to go?”
Speak nicely?
She really didn’t see that he wanted to talk properly.
But it doesn’t matter, as things stand now, she has nothing to say to him.
Su Miao indifferently withdrew her sight, “I’m really tired.”She didn’t look like she was joking, and it wasn’t even a prevarication, “You can either go yourself or wait for tomorrow, or either …… carry me as you said.”
Di Bei Yu, “………”
For a moment, he really wanted to carry her up.
But looking at her pale and tired face, the man’s dark eyes have so a moment of stagnation, to the mouth of the words finally changed to another sentence, “Yesterday so early back, you do not have a good rest what to do?”
She lowered her eyes, “I have a good rest.”
Di Bei Yu suddenly sank his voice, “And then rested out of such a face?”
Su Miao frowned.
She still wanted to say something, but the man suddenly raised his hand to interrupt her voice, and his fingertips wiped hard on her face several times.
The force was as if he wanted to rub her face!
Su Miao looked at him in shock, “What are you doing?”
But the man did not answer her words, his thin lips pursed into a line, the force in his hands, instead of stopping, became heavier and heavier, with a certain impatient urgency.
Su Miao finally couldn’t bear it and slapped his hand off, “What the hell are you doing?!”
Di Bei Yu’s eyes shook.
What was he going to do?
Perhaps just wanting to see if she had smeared anything on her face As many times in the past, when she wanted to pretend to look bad, she was able to touch a thick layer of white powder from her face.
But now ……
Di Bei Yu lowered his eyes and swept over his clean as new fingers, no, nothing.
He couldn’t even tell whether this moment was hoping that she was pretending to be weak in order to express her dissatisfaction, or that she was really so weak.
Perhaps the former then at least she is just pretending, at least she still have the mood to pretend with him.
But now is the latter she just back to the palace to stay a night, face ugly to this.
Is returning to the palace so unbearable for her?
But she had lived here for so long, hadn’t she been fine?
The knots in Di Bei Yu’s throat rolled, and his heart seemed to be suddenly clutched by a pair of large invisible palms, so tight that his breathing was momentarily blocked.
This is very wrong.
Di Bei Yu glanced at her, the woman’s face was still shocked and impatient, with a few looks that were as unpleasant as looking at a sickly person.
Just who was the sickly one?
It could be her face, or it could be his heart.
It could be both sick.
Di Bei Yu’s gaze dimmed, suddenly got up, and walked out with large strides.
Witnessing the entire process, Yueyue was completely unaware of what had happened, and just watched as the woman also turned to walk into the house after the man had left.
…………
Su Miao lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Just like last night, continuous nightmares.
As long as one closes one’s eyes, all that flashes before one’s eyes is the head of Su’s old lady that fell to the ground ……
I did not kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me, roughly this is the feeling.
