He is cold with time

Chapter 15 Lu Yan, Go Die!
"Is Little Wuyue sleepy?" The man's clear vision was a little cloudy, he lowered his head and leaned on Xia Wuyue's shoulder, and asked vaguely.

Xia Wuyue looked at the man: "Is Yan Yan sleepy?"

"Hmm." The man's voice stretched a bit, with vague sleepiness.

A silver moon hangs in the sky by the window, and the moon is extraordinarily bright tonight.

Xia Wuyue giggled: "Then Wuyue will sleep with Yanyan."

Lu Yan nodded, kissed her on the lips, and hugged her to bed together.Holding her in his arms, he slowly closed his eyes, and his voice became deeper and deeper: "Little Wuyue, do you know that I can pamper you?"

Xia Wuyue was shocked all over, and her eye sockets turned red.

She turned around slowly, Lu Yan had closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Through the undrawn curtains, the bright moon shines on a man and a woman on the bed.

The woman is a clean but enchanting beauty, her eyes are getting colder and colder, the expression that should have been ignorant has disappeared, replaced by cold hatred.

"Lu Yan, you are living happily." Xia Wuyue's eyes were bloodshot: "But I am in pain, let's sink together."

Even if you pretend to be crazy and stupid, it's still painful.

After saying this, Xia Wuyue got up from the bed and tiptoedly took out a silver knife from her bag.

The blade shone with a sharp and dazzling light, showing a bit of fear in the night.

The woman in soft beige pajamas tightly held the handle of the knife and slowly moved towards the man on the bed.

Love is not for nothing, neither is hate.

Those loves slapped her hard in the face of the vulnerable reality, and only then did she realize that this heartless man used her as a tool for revenge and as a pet to play with at any time.

Therefore, the hatred is obvious.

She slowly moved to the bed and looked down at the sleeping man.He is still so good-looking, handsome and elegant, a gentle and modest gentleman.His skin was so pale that it added to his frailty.

But Wuyue clearly felt how cruel it was to look at a harmless man like this.

"Lu Yan, go die." She whispered softly, raised the knife, and stabbed down.

At this moment, only at this moment, all love and hatred will disappear with this knife.

The moment Xia Wuyue raised the knife was the most relaxing moment in Xia Wuyue's overwhelmed life.

The blade flickered, and there was a sinister handsome face with eyes open.

Xia Wuyue's eyes widened in horror, and her hand was held.

The slender wrist was held tightly by a powerful force, and twisted violently.

Xia Wuyue cried out in pain, tears seemed to disappear because of fear.

Lu Yan threw away the knife easily, and sat up from the bed, still looking gentle, but the corners of his mouth were so cold that it seemed to freeze: "Little Wuyue is really getting smarter and smarter."

Xia Wuyue's face was nearly pale, and the pain of her wrist being twisted forcibly washed away all her sanity, leaving only the near-primitive fear.

Lu Yan got off the bed, walked slowly to her side, squatted down, and said in a gentle tone, "Who gave you the medicine?"

Xia Wuyue took a step back in fear, and couldn't help but sneer: "I found it myself," she said with hatred: "Lu Yan, I want to kill you and you kill my parents is the same nature!"

Lu Yan lifted her chin, with an attitude of laziness and joy, and turned around as if joyfully, agreeing in his tone: "Yes, but you didn't see your position clearly." He squeezed her chin hard: "Let me guess, is it Lu Jin who gave you the medicine?"

(End of this chapter)