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

The sound of the bathroom door being kicked open startled Da Siyu. Standing under the shower, he quickly pulled down the nightgown and weapon from the shelf, and used the nightgown to cover his body with one hand, while the other hand Clenching the weapon and raising it to Byrne's forehead, he stepped back quickly and frowned.

"What's crazy?"

He questioned Byrne angrily, holding the weapon in his hand tightly with his slender white fingers.

Byrne didn't seem to be able to hear Da Siyu's questioning, and only saw the cold mouth of the weapon raised to his forehead.

He never thought that Da Siyu would wear a weapon to defend himself when he took a bath, and he felt that it was ridiculous and pathetic at the same time.

He has guarded Da Siyu for 19 years. When has he ever made a move against Da Siyu in these 19 years?

Byrne's anger became more intense, and he approached Da Siyu step by step with his cold and terrifying face.

"You really think I dare not do anything to you?"

Da Siyu, who was forced to retreat frequently, threatened with anger, but with a bang, his back hit the wall, and he had no way to escape.

Da Siyu immediately frowned, biting his lip firmly, and there seemed to be a trace of embarrassment on his face.

After all, he was not wearing anything at this time, he just used his nightgown to cover his body, his long legs and slender arms were exposed, and his long wet golden hair was stuck to his body, even if he didn't look at it, he knew what he was like at this time. How attractive the secondary appearance is to Byrne.

No, Byrne stared straight at him, his Adam's apple rolling.

Da Siyu's eyes turned hard, and he threatened Byrne with the gun, "Don't blame me for being rude when you come again."

Bai En didn't stop walking as if he couldn't hear him. Those who walked in front of Da Siyu greeted the weapon in Da Siyu's hands with their foreheads, and looked down at Da Siyu with cold eyes, like a lion just waking up, with a terrifying aura. .

Da Siyu's knuckles holding the weapon turned white, and his lips were almost bleeding from his bite.

If Byrne would have left in the past, he didn't want to see Da Siyu's painful face.

But now he was angry and still approached Da Siyu.

"Byrne."

Da Siyu roared with trembling lips, his eyes were red with anger, obviously panicked.

Byrne didn't speak, he stretched out his hand impatiently and knocked down the weapon in Da Siyu's hand, it fell to the ground with a slap, and was thrown far away.

Da Siyu tensed the nightgown on his chest with both hands in a panic, and retreated desperately. He might retreat somewhere, but there was a wall behind him.

Da Siyu was really scared. No matter how angry Byrne used to be, he would never force him, but today he didn't even frown.

Vaguely, he smelled alcohol from Byrne, which was not obvious at first, but now it became extremely strong when Byrne got close.

Da Siyu's hands holding the nightgown were clenched tightly. It was the first time that Byrne came to him after drinking and went crazy. He used to leave as soon as he touched alcohol.

It's not that he doesn't know why Byrne has changed so much, he will get angry no matter how much he likes Byrne if he buys to kill Byrne.

Da Siyu suddenly laughed, laughing that he was really too arrogant, thinking that Byrne would respect him for the rest of his life if he liked him, because he thought highly of himself.

He raised his eyes and looked directly into Byrne's eyes coldly, and asked him mockingly, "Is it because I finally couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to ask me for something in return?"

These words made Byrne's face more painful, he had never thought about it that way, he was just angry and wanted to scare Da Siyu, but Da Siyu thought of him that way.

Byrne raised his hand and stroked Da Siyu's face tremblingly, his eyes were full of hurt.

"She clearly said that as long as she doesn't come back, you are mine. Why can't I have you?"

Byrne questioned, his voice was a little choked up when he questioned, and his eyes were a little red.

"I've guarded you for 19 fucking years, not nineteen days, and it's not just you, Da Siyu, who are in pain."

Byrne growled, his voice trembling violently.

He was really uncomfortable. Every time, his heart was cut open, and after the scab had scabbed, he was torn apart with his bare hands.

"I thought your heart would be warmed by me after a long time. In the past, no matter what happened, it could be smoothed by time. I fucking foolishly thought that as long as I kept giving, I would be able to influence you."

"Hahaha, how stupid I am! Your heart is made of stone, how could it be influenced?" Byrne smiled and tears fell.

He grabbed Byrne's wet long hair violently, and pulled back to force Da Siyu to raise his head, then lowered his head and blocked Da Siyu's mouth.

He is domineering, he is domineering, he has no sympathy, and he bites hard.

Da Siyu was in pain, and angrily pushed Byrne desperately, tears streaming down his face.

But how could he be stronger than Byrne, who was able to press his hands on top of his head with one hand, lowered his head crazily and deepened the gap, and the smell of blood smacked in his mouth.

Da Siyu cried and struggled, and beat Byrne desperately, but it was all in vain.

Finally, he gave up his resistance, tears fell like a marionette, and leaned against the wall motionless.

Byrne wasn't much better either, with a nasty sour nose.

He let go of the hands on top of Da Siyu's head, left Da Siyu's lips, and pulled the thread.

He didn't want to use force, he was not happy when he really kissed Da Siyu, he just felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

Byrne leaned his head on Da Siyu's shoulder, begging Da Siyu hoarsely, "Look at me, just once, once is enough, you fucking look at me instead!"

Da Siyu leaned against the wall and said nothing, tears blurred his vision, and blood dripped from his lips.

He didn't know why Byrne insisted on protecting him for so long, and who was the she he was talking about.

But Da Si Yucha vaguely felt that this matter had something to do with He Jiao, and it must be that He Jiao had made some kind of deal with Byrne.

Da Siyu closed his eyes with trembling lips, covered his eyes with his hands and wept silently, only endless sadness echoed in the bathroom.