This voice rang right next to Fu Yue's ears, and she could even feel the other person's breath spraying on her neck, and the light breath carried a faint and cold fragrance.
Fu Yue's movement of turning around was abruptly stopped, and she kept her original posture motionless, with her back stretched straight.
lady
What madam? who is ma'am
And... Is this guy a human or a ghost
One question after another appeared in Fu Yue's mind.
The big hand on the back didn't leave, and slowly moved down her back until it clasped her waist.
The body temperature of the person behind him was extremely low, and his fingertips were as cold as ice. Even through a layer of fabric, he couldn't help but shiver.
It feels extremely weird.
Fu Yue gritted her teeth: "Let go, apprentice."
She didn't dare to make any big moves, fearing that something might happen that would bring back the two killers outside.
The other party frowned and let out a chuckle.
The sound is amazing.
While Fu Yue was listening intently to the movement outside, she suddenly had an ominous premonition, as expected—
A slender hand clasped the back of her head, and the man's cold thin lips were pressed down hard, without leaving any room.
The two turned around in an instant.
Fu Yue's eyes widened, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand to push. In the darkness, her wrist was grasped with great precision by the other party, and both hands were clasped together and raised above her head.
Inside the pitch-black coffin, a tense momentum spread in this small space, and the two looked at each other.
Fu Yue met a pair of black eyes with a faint smile, very beautiful.
…
The faint cold fragrance of the other party's body is still permeating between the lips and teeth.
Fu Yue saw the right moment and bumped his elbow towards the man's chin.
certainly-
was stopped.
The man's long and slender hands held her arm, and a light laugh overflowed his thin lips.
"Belittled Madam without permission."
There was no apology at all, but a sense of pride as a cat licking its sharp paws after being satisfied.
Fu Yue gritted her teeth: "Who, is, you, husband, person!"
She wants to hit someone!
The man curled his thin lips slightly, but did not refute her.
The other party let go of her hand, one hand supported the bottom of the coffin, and the other hand was raised to push the coffin lid.
The closed coffin lid was pushed open.
The mourning hall is only lighted with faint white candles, and it is solemn. Looking at it in the middle of the night, it feels a bit eerie and weird, which makes people shudder.
After staying in the dark for a long time, facing the candlelight, Fu Yue couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to block it.
She rubbed her eyes.
With slightly blurred vision, Fu Yue could clearly see the appearance of the apprentice who just belittled her.
unexpected.
He was born extremely handsome, with very fair skin, the kind of paleness that has not seen the sun for a long time, the bridge of the nose is straight and straight, and the lips are thin, probably because of the kiss just now, there is a little rouge-colored crimson, very attractive .
The man sat up, staring at her with a pair of dark eyes, the eyes were dim, with a bit of a smile, and there were other things she couldn't understand.
After a while, Fu Yue squeezed out an awkward smile: "Your hobby is quite special."
As she spoke, she glanced at the dark coffin below her, her meaning was obvious.
Do living people actually like to sleep in coffins
The other party raised an eyebrow, and answered very seriously.
"Not a hobby."
"I was waiting for Madam."
Fu Yue's eyelids twitched: "..."
This handsome man is designated as a psychopath, sleeping in a coffin and casually calling other people his wife.
So handsome.
Pity.