My iceberg smiled

Chapter 1 Preexistence: Bana Flower
In the dark room, the sound of even breathing leaked from the slightly opened door.

A thin and pretty figure slowly stepped into the room.

The girl was wearing a black tight-fitting night gown, which draped her just-adult figure in a charming and sexy way.

She looked at the stern man who had been on the bed day and night, her hand holding the sharp knife couldn't help shaking.

Stabbing at the warm and jumping part, the mission is over, but...

She can't.

From the first day she entered Han's house, she fell in love with this man.

A murderer shouldn't have feelings, but for this person who was more indifferent than her, something in her heart collapsed.

The tiny communicator attached to the earlobe made a buzzing sound, followed by the words of the man who made him feel cold all over his body, echoing in his ears.

"X, kill him, what are you waiting for?"

The voice was as cold as a machine, without any warmth.

The girl clutched the right hand holding the sharp knife with her left hand, trying her best to stabilize the trembling that shouldn't be there.

Pursing his lips with difficulty, he raised the sharp blade high and was about to stab it in the next second.

Before the arms were lowered, a gust of evening wind blew the beige curtains in the room, and the moonlight poured down on the face of the man on the bed, reflecting his soft sleeping profile coldly and shiningly.

The girl's expression froze.

With the faint light shining in at that moment, she actually caught a glimpse of the corner of the man's eye...

tear stains.

Is she delusional?
This man is as icy as ice, never showing affection to others, and rejecting others thousands of miles away, how could he shed tears?

She thought that he was an invincible iron man.

Another urging voice came from the communicator: "X, I give you three seconds to do it."

"..."

"three two……"

While counting the numbers, she couldn't care less, and kept repeating in her heart: I'm sorry.

If you are dead, I will not leave you alone.

With a flash of cold light, the sharp knife was inserted straight into the heart.

But at this moment, the man who was sleeping soundly on the bed suddenly opened his sharp eyes, raised his hand and grabbed the girl's wrist like a thousand pounds of force.

Ding--

The knife fell to the floor.

The girl looked at the man who was half-holding her in perplexity, her lips parted slightly: "Master Chen, you...you haven't slept?"

The man did not speak, and his face showed complex expressions of anger, sadness, or despair.

There was a moment of silence in the room, only the sound of each other's intertwined breathing was heard.

"Qian Xiao, why you?" The man opened his mouth, and the first sentence was actually such a question.

Han Qianxiao has nothing to say, this is her mission, as soon as she was born, she was doomed to an irresistible mission.

"I..." She was about to say something, but the words from the communicator next to her ear made her blood coagulate.

"X, you let me down so much, I might as well prepare a move, ha ha."

The scorpion-like mocking laugh made Han Qianxiao suddenly realize something, and glanced out of the window, the red laser light from the distant building was transmitted into the window, pointing directly at the man's brain, leaving a red laser spot.

Almost instantly, Han Qianxiao threw her body on the man's hand, regardless of the man's forceful restraint.

call out--

The silenced bullet passed through the air, shot through the glass, and buried itself in a warm body.

"Well."

In the next second, there was a muffled groan, and she fell softly into the man's arms.

"Qian..." The man reacted, almost tearing his eyes, but Han Qianxiao coughed up a big mouthful of blood at this moment.

The blood bloomed dazzling flowers on the man's clothes and bed.

　The new book is looking for a favorite. The author is not full-time. In order to ensure the quality of the full text, I want to spend more time sorting out the logical main line.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)