Marriage Rescue Idol

Chapter 39 Young Master, You Want to Kill Me

He walked straight to the room, opened the door and saw a food box on the table.

"Oh?" Su Yu quickly ran to the table, opened the food box and saw that there was rice, meat and vegetables inside.

Just enough to fill a hungry stomach.

She sat at the table and hurriedly took out the food, picking up the rice with chopsticks.

The rice is a bit cold, but it's okay. Now my hungry stomach is deflated, and I have to eat it when it's cold.

Su Yu ate quickly, a bowl of rice and two dishes of meat were wiped out in a blink of an eye.

He put down the bowl and chopsticks and swallowed all the food in his mouth. Feeling a little thirsty, he looked at the small silver kettle on the table.

Just lift the pot up to your mouth and fill it up.

The gurgling sound of drinking water was so loud that even the strong doorkeeper at the door of the room heard it.

He turned around and looked at Su Yu inside.

I saw her very heroic with one foot on the chair, holding the kettle in both hands and pouring water into her mouth with her head raised.

There was surprise in the strong man's eyes, but soon his face became calm again.

Then he turned back and stood at the door, looking ahead.

Su Yu drank a lot in one breath, until he couldn't drink anymore, so he put the kettle on the table.

Wiping the water from his mouth with his sleeve, he took his feet off the chair and looked at the silver kettle on the table.

I sighed in my heart: this kettle is good, the food is cold, but the water in the kettle is still warm, the heat preservation effect is good, at least I can still feel the heat.

Su Yu turned and walked towards the door, deciding to check out the garbage left over from last night.

The small leaves in the rockery were not swept, and the flowers in the garden were not swept.

Walking out of the original stone gate, Su Yu came to the door of Xin Mochen's room next door.

For Xin Mochen to know that he went out last night, Su Yu felt a little awkward.

Thinking: "This bastard must have seen how I climbed out, so he asked the door god brother to remind me, should I tell him now, or apologize to him?"

Su Yu was struggling, thinking of that man's wolf-like eyes, and the stink of throwing people away at every turn, she was still a little apprehensive.

"Forget it, he will see it when he sees it. Since he doesn't say anything, then I won't say anything. Just pretend nothing happened."

Su Yu agreed with this idea and walked forward very satisfied.

Suddenly he stopped again, turned around and looked at the closed door opposite, thinking about what Xin Mochen was doing inside.

A little curious in my heart, I tiptoed to the door of the room, leaned my ears tightly against the door, and listened carefully to the movement inside.

It was very quiet inside, and she didn't hear any sound. She was a little puzzled, so she leaned on the door and listened carefully.

At this moment, he saw a silver light flying from the corner of his eye.

Immediately afterwards, with a "bang", a sword emitting silver light stabbed very hard into the door in front of him.

It was only one finger wide from Su Yu's nose.

She widened her eyes and moved her head back, away from the cold weapon emitting silver light.

"Oh my god, isn't this Xin Mochen's? Why did you call from outside?"

Su Yu thought with a look of fear, and felt someone approaching from the left, she turned her head numbly, and saw Xin Mochen in white.

"What are you doing?" Xin Mochen asked in a low voice, his wolf-like eyes were tightly locked on Su Yu, making her feel flustered.

Swallowing his saliva, Su Yu managed to suppress his panic, put on a smiling face and said, "Master, I thought you were in the room... reading a book, thinking about whether you should go in, but I was afraid that you would not like it, so I had no choice but to go in." Listen to what you are doing first."

Xin Mochen walked up to her, and his strong and tall body gave Su Yu a great sense of oppression.

"No eavesdropping from now on, no standing in front of my room secretly, no nonsense."

Su Yu kept nodding, and when he heard the nonsense behind him, he nodded his head and looked at him suspiciously.

The heart said: When did I talk nonsense?

Xin Mochen saw her thoughts at a glance, pulled out the sword with a cold face, and moved the blade slowly towards Su Yu's neck.

Su Yu's eyes widened, his hands and whole body trembling with fright.

Shaking his lips, he said, "Master, you'd better take this sword down quickly, it's really not a good place to put it on your neck."

Xin Mochen stared at her with wolf-like eyes, without saying a word, he moved again with the sword in his hand, and the blade sliced ​​into Su Yu's skin.

Blood flowed down from the blade, leaving two blood marks on the white neck.

Su Yu shook his body and felt a chill on his neck. If he used this sword any harder, he would be killed.

Her melon-seeded face turned pale with fright, and her lips lost all color.

"Master, are you really going to kill me?" Su Yu looked at Xin Mochen eagerly, seeing that his cold face didn't show any emotion.

Sad in her heart, she opened her mouth wide and burst into tears for this little life and to complete the task.

"Master, why do you have the heart to kill me like this? I am still at the age of a flower and have not yet enjoyed the happiness of a family!"

The sound of her crying echoed in the large yard, frightening the girls who were pruning flowers in the garden.

These girls didn't dare to show their anger, and they didn't dare to go over to look at them, so they could only hold back their tears, and silently sympathized with Su Yu while cutting the flowers.

Xin Mochen frowned, dissatisfaction appeared on his cold face, he withdrew his sword, looked at Su Yu who was crying loudly, and said in a low voice.

"If you cry again, I will really kill you."

The crying stopped suddenly, and Su Yu looked at this cold man with tears in his eyes.

By the way, he also burped: "Master, are you not going to kill me?"

She asked with a worried face, Xin Mochen took a step forward with the sword, pushed open the door, and then moved his wrist, the silver-white sword was speaking to Su Yu.

"Clean this sword well, don't let me smell your blood."

Su Yu kept nodding, raised his hands, held the blade of the sword with his fingers respectfully, watched the person across from him step into the room, turned and walked towards the desk.

Only then did he let out a long breath.

Holding the sword in her hand, her hand trembled uncontrollably. The sword almost made her head move.

This is a very bad sword. If Xin Mochen hadn't asked herself to clean the sword, she would never want to see this thing in her life.

After taking a few deep breaths, Su Yu walked back to his room with trembling legs, his brain feeling dizzy the whole way.

I could hardly find the southeast, northwest, but subconsciously walked along the gravel road.

He walked into the room subconsciously, and didn't even take another look at the two door gods guarding the door.

The door god of the strong man on the right looked at the pale Su Yu, and finally showed a trace of emotion on his cold face.

However, he was quickly suppressed again.

Su Yu sat on the chair facing the door, put the sword on the table beside him, and looked at the blood in the middle of the blade.

It was so red that it was dazzling, and there was a slight pain in her neck. She frowned and touched it with her fingers.

She couldn't help but gasped, her fingers inadvertently touched the wound, and she grinned in pain.

I thought to myself: How can this damn bastard be so hateful, facing such a flowery beauty like me, he can slash my sword on my neck without changing his expression!

(End of this chapter)