The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"Or do you think it's not fun enough, and want to call the knights outside?"

Da Siyu was expressionless, but he was full of provocations.

Because he knew that Byrne would never do this, and if others looked at him, Byrne would kill him, not to mention his body.

"Didn't you, Da Siyu, challenge my bottom line again and again just because I am interested in you?"

Byrne pinched Da Siyu's chin and looked at Da Siyu angrily.

On the contrary, Da Siyu found it funny that such a lunatic still has a bottom line.

"Give me Siron."

Da Siyu's voice was strong.

Byrne didn't speak, the touch on his hands was so real, and the scent of his predecessors also came to his nostrils.

He admitted that he was moved, and Xiao thought about Da Siyu for more than 20 years. He kept a distance from Da Siyu because he knew that this man was not good enough for him, so he could only watch from a distance.

But now the person he misses is sitting on his lap, looking at him and talking to him from such a close distance, although he looks like he wants to kill him, but he is still a little bit happy.

"Before I get angry, I kindly advise you to get off my lap obediently."

Byrne let go of Da Siyu's chin, leaned on the chair to smoke, his voice was cold, and so did the eyes looking at Da Siyu.

Da Siyu taunted Byrne when he heard the words, "It is said that you are the queen's dog, but I didn't expect you to be a dog who is afraid of the owner."

"I'm not only a dog who is afraid of my master, I'm also a mad dog, so it's better for the Duke to stay away from people like me, otherwise it's not good if you get rabies and make a noble person like you lose your temper, don't you think?" .”

Byrne could still laugh when he was scolded, and said this to Da Siyu calmly.

He seemed disdainful, and he didn't touch Da Siyu. He leaned on his chair while watching the play, but his eyes were always on Da Siyu, very eagerly.

How could Da Siyu not see it, but he didn't expect that Byrne would not hand over Sirang to him because he was afraid of the queen.

You are really ridiculous, Da Siyu, why do you always feel that you can get what you want by relying on others, and He Jiao's death hasn't made you sober?

"Since you don't want to discuss this business, let it go. I'll wait for you to notify the queen and see how she will deal with me."

Da Siyu got up from Byrne, turned around and left, returned to the bed and lay down, looking out the window dimly.

It's okay to just die like this, what's there to struggle for, isn't there enough struggle?

Da Siyu closed his eyes and resigned himself to his fate. Anyway, he did what he should do, and he had an explanation to his mother and He Jiao after he went down.

It's a pity that I couldn't help you see the child's face before he died.

Da Siyu laughed, as if he was relieved, this time he really had to go down to find them.

Byrne didn't know that Da Siyu had given up hope of life at this time, and had been sitting motionless on the chair, smoking non-stop.

He looked down at his thigh, the weight on it was still there.

I didn't grasp such a good opportunity.

Byrne looked at his big hand and muttered, obviously he just touched Da Siyu's.

What a fucking wimp.

Byrne plucked his hair and puffed out irritably, looking at the back of Da Siyu who was lying with his back facing him, his thinness made people feel distressed.

"If you don't leave, are you waiting for me to see you off?"

Da Siyu frowned and was unhappy that Byrne behind him didn't leave.

Da Siyu took the initiative to talk to himself, and the corners of Byrne's mouth immediately curved, and he said teasingly, "Master Duke, won't you let me come down and take a nap?"

Da Siyu frowned instantly, mocking his failure to take the initiative just now.

"To be honest, I really envied He Jiao before."

Byrne suddenly mentioned He Jiao in a nostalgic tone.

He envied He Jiao for being able to get Da Siyu without any effort, envied He Jiao for having the confidence to protect Da Siyu, envied He Jiao for being powerful, and envied He Jiao for not being pretentious.

Too much, he envied everything about He Jiao, so envious that he felt that he was worthless compared to He Jiao, just standing beside such a clean Da Siyu would stain his identity.

"I know you can't forget He Jiao, I hope this will be the first and last time for something like this to happen today." Byrne warned Da Siyu.

But he was actually happy, but he didn't want to make Da Siyu dirty.

"Do you think there will be a next time?"

When Da Siyu asked this question, his hand had already touched the weapon under the pillow. The hatred for Byrne was always there, and it was impossible to disappear.

"It is naturally impossible for someone as shrewd as the Duke to hit a wall again. It is my ignorance that made you laugh."

He didn't swear at anyone, but every word was sarcasm, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Da Siyu is not stupid, so how could he not be able to hear it, he was so angry that he begged Byrne just after his brain was kicked by a donkey.

"Get out."

Da Siyu roared angrily.

"Okay, I'll go right away, I won't disturb your rest."

Byrne really got up and left, with a face full of beatings.

When he walked to the door of the room, he stopped holding the doorknob, without the smiling face just now, and said coldly, "Let Xilang go to me for the time being, you will only be caught if you keep it, since you want to take revenge, be careful , it's not your style to be so half-baked."

After saying that, Byrne left without any hesitation.

Da Siyu heaved a sigh of relief, breathing heavily, he was really afraid that Byrne would touch him just now.

Thinking of this, Da Siyu felt like throwing up, so he rushed to the bathroom and retched into the toilet.

Byrne outside the door, he heard the sound of vomiting, and paused his smoking hand.

Just hate me so much, to the point of throwing up just sitting on my lap?