You Are My Wings

This wind cannot be long, this wind must not be long!

He finally made up his mind to be a good person. If he made a mistake because of a temporary ghost, wouldn't he want to cry without tears?

So when Su Xiaoya brought out all the dishes for dinner and set them up on the coffee table in the living room, Li Mubai coughed with a serious expression and opened her mouth when she looked at the lovely little maid in front of her.

"Xiaoya..."

The girl raised her head quickly and looked at him innocently, "Does the master have any orders?"

Under the light in the living room, he saw the small half of the knife handle showing from the girl's apron pocket.

"..." Li Mubai hesitated for a moment, then looked away with a guilty conscience, "Quickly sit down and eat."

Chapter 60

In Japan, a guy named Uesugi Kenshin said something.

Forty-nine years is like a dream, a glass of wine in the first phase.I don't know life, I don't know death, time is just like a dream.

Well, one word...

Li Mubai often thinks of this sentence and thinks it is very philosophical.

However, things like philosophy often sound very powerful, but in fact they seem to be of little use.

Sitting alone in the living room, Li Mubai stared blankly at the ceiling above his head, his eyes blank.

In the end, he still failed to say the words to let Su Xiaoya leave.

For some reason, every time he wanted to talk about this, Li Mubai had a feeling of trembling, as if the butcher's knife had already hung over his head, and the moment he opened his mouth, the butcher's knife would fall and cut his body and separate him.

The little maid in front of her was well-behaved and cute, and her soft and weak appearance did not pose any threat at all. It seemed that he could press the other party on the floor with a little force to bully him wantonly.

However, for some unknown reason, Li Mubai felt inexplicably panicked, as if something bad would definitely happen once he said it.

In the end, he didn't even dare to tell Su Xiaoya to leave as he watched Su Xiaoya wearing a maid costume humming and going into the kitchen to wash the dishes until he finished dinner.

Damn, it's not a problem to drag it on like this.

Li Mubai hesitated and struggled, feeling that a manly man should be constantly rebuked by it.

It doesn't make any sense to drag it on any longer.

Are you going to be a coward all your life, or are you going to be a real man?Even if only for a few seconds!

Li Mubai's eyes turned cold, he quickly bounced off his chair, and decided to stand up again!

However, after standing up, Li Mubai happened to see the sofa opposite the living room.

The wet sofa is still wet and not dry because Su Xiaoya just lay down yesterday.

As soon as he saw this wet sofa, the scene from last night suddenly appeared in Li Mubai's mind...

On the night of lightning and thunder, in the quiet and silent living room, two sharp knives lay quietly in the girl's bag...

As if all his strength had been drained, Li Mubai's energy disappeared in an instant, and he collapsed on the chair again.

With a hopeless expression on his face.

Paralysis is terrible...

Looking at the ceiling with a dull expression, Li Mubai's eyes rolled unconsciously, and his whole body was exhausted.

Tired and scared, Li Mubai lay on the chair and fell asleep unknowingly.

For some reason, after eating, he always felt very tired, as if all the fatigue of the whole day was pressing on him.

The unbearably sleepy drowsiness haunted him everywhere, like a poisonous snake at the bottom of the water.

Li Mubai was lying on the chair, and gradually felt a heavy drowsiness creeping over his body. The body that was still alive and kicking during the day began to become heavy, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

The last thing I saw was the mottled pattern on the ceiling.

Then, Li Mubai didn't know anything.

This time, Li Mubai didn't know how long he slept.

In a daze, he seemed to hear some slight noises, as well as the sound of footsteps moving, as if someone was walking around in front of him.

But Li Mubai was really tired. Although he heard those voices, his brain subconsciously rejected the existence of those noises and was unwilling to explore them.

He just wanted to sleep for a while, sleep for a while, sleep for a while...

Dimly, someone was stroking his face.

The soft and smooth touch of the girl's skin made Li Mubai's heavy brain wake up a little bit, but his consciousness was still immersed in this incomparably heavy sleep, unwilling to wake up.

Hazy, he seemed to see Xia Qingqing's playful smiling face, as well as the two white and pointed little tiger teeth.

The little girl was waving at him, laughing loudly, shouting something, and seemed very happy.

Li Mubai smiled subconsciously, and couldn't help but murmured, "Qingqing..."

This sentence seems to have flipped a switch.

After a few seconds, the hand disappeared.

Losing the beautiful touch of a girl's tender skin stroking her face, Li Mubai felt a sense of loss in her heart.