Spoiling his wife too much: This villain is too gentle

Chapter 300 Dangerous Edge
"Help! I... definitely didn't mean to hold your hand, it was just forced by the situation..."

Su Zhao closed his eyes, found no movement, opened them again, and then froze in place.

Senior Sister Gao Leng's hair has lost its cover and turned red, and her dark red eyes seem to have mist in them.

This kind of red can't make him think of flames, and it doesn't look like the color of blood. Su Zhao thought for a long time before he could think of a suitable adjective.

Like mellow and clear red wine in a transparent goblet, indifferent, lonely, noble...

She threw the cold hook-shaped weapon aside, sat directly under the tree by herself, raised the wine jar to take a sip, and choked on the strong wine again, coughing, as if tears were about to flow down.

Su Zhao reacted and immediately set up a small barrier to prevent passing humans from seeing this scene.

He didn't know where the courage came from, and he walked over to try to take the wine jar from Yanliu's hand. How can a person who gets drunk after being smoked by alcohol be a person who knows how to drink...?
"Senior sister, are you okay?" He patted the other person's back lightly with his hand, choking on strong alcohol is not a pleasant experience.

"Go away!" Yan Liu pushed Su Zhao away, tightly hugging the jar of wine, then stared blankly.

When Su Zhao got up, he really had a lot of strength... As expected of a member of the law enforcement team.

But why does he look so stupid now?
He was suddenly worried about his personal safety, afraid that he would be silenced because of seeing the black history of his senior, he couldn't beat her...

Suddenly Su Zhao felt that the corner of his clothes was being pulled, and before he had time to react, he lost his balance again and fell on his face to the ground, but instead of falling to the ground, he was caught by a cold and violent senior.

To be more precise, it was the other party who pulled him down and locked his neck with his arms.

The cold fragrance on her body was mixed with the smell of wine, and Su Zhao turned red as if drunk.

His face was hot, and there were signs of nosebleeds...

"This is the wine I brought back from Shicheng to give to you, but unfortunately..." There was no chance to say it at all, the other party was looking for his girl like crazy.

Su Zhao suddenly woke up, his bi-color eyes widened, and the other party had been staring into his eyes, obviously he had recognized the wrong person.

There is one person who likes this kind of spirits, that is his cousin, who can turn street stalls into high-end products, it is hard to see that he would like this kind of liquor, and no matter how much he drinks, he looks indifferent and expensive .

Hearing the other party's constant murmurs, Su Zhao didn't know where a bit of cruelty came out of his heart, and he broke free and pushed away the warm and fragrant nephrite.

This is not acceptable, this guy must be woken up.

Su Zhao used a small Five Elements Water Condensation Art to sprinkle some cold water on her face, but it was completely useless.

He used physical shaking, cold wind, ice cubes and other methods, but... still useless.

The way the other party was holding the jar didn't look like a cold senior at all, but like a stupid girl crying after falling out of love.

Su Zhao decided to take the risk and use the last trick.

He took out his own sword. After a long period of training, Shuguang students have an instinct for murderous aura. If he tries to swing a sharp sword, the opponent will definitely wake up.

Su Zhao's blond hair was disheveled, and there was a cold light in his green eyes. He felt unable to continue after he swung the silver-white sword an inch, and a cool tingling sensation came from his neck.

"Sister! It's me!"

Life is the most important thing, Su Zhao yelled while trying to step back regardless of his image.

The long, sharp hook hooked his sword, while the smaller, thinner, blood-sucking hook rested on his neck.

If the other party stopped a moment later, he, Su Zhao, would die...

"I'm sorry, I thought there was an enemy." Yanliu's dark red eyes seemed to have cleared the fog, and looked extraordinarily clear.

　Explain the title: It's a certain dead guy who has been frantically probing on the edge of danger. (Forgive me for naming it waste...)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)