The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 100 The Overlord’s White Moonlight Is Back (12)

Fusang was soaking in the bathtub, her delicate eyebrows and eyes became blurred in the moist steam.

The porcelain white vial placed on the sink contains jasmine-flavored aromatherapy.

The light fragrance that is not strong, mixed with soothing light music, Fusang felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

The wave of sleepiness is stronger than the wave.

"Sister, have you washed yet?"

The thin and slender figure of the young man was reflected on the frosted glass door of the bathroom, and Fusang changed his posture and crouched on the edge of the bathtub.

White arms stretched out of the bath.

The crystal drops of water slid all the way down her snow-white and delicate skin like the finest suet jade, gathered on the slender and pink fingertips, and finally dripped on the tiles reluctantly.

In the misty vision, Fusang saw a small black mass pressing on the bottom of the bath.

"Sister, you soaked for too long, you will lack oxygen."

Ming Si was still chattering.

Fusang didn't respond to him.

She stretched her arms to pick up the black thing, and gently twisted it with her fingertips.

The delicate brows are slightly wrinkled, what the hell is this bloody hair?
Fusang threw it away in disgust.

"Sister, I'm coming in."

Lifting the long eyelashes with drops of water, Fusang looked at Mingsi's shadow printed on the glass, as if holding something in his hand, slender and sharp.

Knife?

Thinking of the bloody hair, Fusang raised her eyebrows slightly.

The lamb is about to shed its camouflage hide.

She took a breath and sank completely into the bottom of the bath.

At the same time, the bathroom door was opened.

With one hand behind his back, Ming Si quickly scanned the empty bathroom.

Slowly approaching the steaming hot tub.

At the bottom of the rippling pool, Fusang's bright eyes lost their luster and stared wide.

She was motionless, like a lifeless sculpture.

"elder sister?"

Ming Si frowned slightly, he tentatively dipped his hand into the water, and pinched her nose with his fingertips.

A minute later, she remained motionless.

Not even a trace of micro-expression.

There was a look of regret in the beautiful light brown eyes like amber.

"It's a pity that I can't see you struggling and begging for mercy."

His fingertips left Fusang's nose, and turned to gently caress her delicate eyebrows and eyes.

"Your eyes are really beautiful. I wanted to collect them as the seventh collection."

The soft fingertips rubbed the tear mole under her right eye.

Imagining his own image reflected in these beautiful eyes, being dug out with fear in his eyes, Ming Si couldn't control the look of excitement on his face.

It's a pity that she drowned before he could make a move.

This pair of beautiful eyes also lost their brilliance.

This made Ming Si a little annoyed.

After all, such beautiful eyes cannot be encountered at any time.

The light-colored lips were tightly pursed, and Ming Si's eyes were filled with manic and depressed emotions, and his blood was surging.

"It's all your fault! Why did you die! Why didn't you wait for me!"

The delicate facial features gradually became ferocious, the hand stroking Fusang's eyebrows suddenly grabbed her neck, and the other hand was raised high, aiming the cold knife tip at Fusang's eyes with a cold light.

"I hate disobedient dolls!"

The moment the tip of the knife fell, Fusang, who had remained motionless, suddenly grabbed Mingsi's arm that was stuck into the water.

Ming Si was shocked.

Before he had time to struggle, Fusang turned his back on the guest, turned over abruptly and pushed his thin body into the water.

His violent struggle made Fusang not dare to relax in the slightest. She sat on his back, suppressed him by her own weight, and pinched the back of his neck fiercely with both hands.

Ming Si's entire face was pressed into the water.

After a few minutes, he didn't move.

(End of this chapter)