The flash marriage lover who killed the emperor

There was a chirping sound...the door was opened.

Looking around, it was dark.Why don't you turn on the light?Yan Qingmei walked into the room and pressed the switch of the living room.

What did you see?A man exuding an air of indifference sat there so silently that even Yan Qingmei had the feeling that the man in front of him had always been in this posture, as if he had been frozen, with no trace of movement.

There is also the violent and murderous air that permeates the entire room, presenting the entire living room in a state of depression. Those who do not have a certain ability to bear it will definitely be forced to leave the room by this strong sense of oppression.

How long has he been here?Yan Qingmei walked to the sofa and stood in front of the man, looking at him with his head slightly lowered, with his arms naturally placed on his knees, looking very casual, but in fact he was murderous and cold.

"Crazy..." called out softly.Put the ingredients you bought from the supermarket on the guest table.Take a step forward.Slowly squatting down, because he felt that there was something wrong with the man at this time, as for what was wrong, he couldn't tell for a while, but Yan Qingmei knew that he must never let the other party go on like this alone.

It was some sort of message from the man, and he couldn't sit still.

Her cry was not answered, and Yan Qingmei felt uneasy for the first time, whether it was because he came back late, or because something small happened in the store, which delayed her return time.Yan Qingmei suddenly thought of something?The usually elegant and calm expression was slightly surprised, and the beautiful brows were also slightly frowned.

"Crazy..." This time, he didn't wait for Yan Qingmei to speak, because when he saw the man who raised his head, if he hadn't been strong in his heart, he would definitely be frightened by such indescribable, bloodthirsty and violent eyes.

What kind of gaze is that, strong and arrogant, cold and murderous, ruthless and fierce, with bloodshot eyes filling the whites of the eyes, like a hungry vampire, waiting to stick out his fangs and suck blood at any time.

Not only that, but also the grievance hidden behind the violence. Although the situation is like this at the moment, the man just locked his eyes tightly on himself and did nothing else.

Yan Qingmei didn't speak, but was inexplicably tugged in her heart, and was touched by something sharp, and soon, it really hurt.

"Why did you come back only now?" Looking at the man squatting next to him with piercing eyes, the worry on his brows was naturally evident.His tone was cold, but he didn't deliberately point it out. It seemed to be a question, but it was worried.For a whole day, I didn't feel it when I was on a mission, but now I realize how slow the time is, how anxious and irritable it is to wait for someone, and I don't even have to tolerate being separated from Mei for too long.

When did this happen!Why didn't he feel it before today, but he only realized it today.

"Something happened in the store." He replied truthfully.

"Something went wrong...you didn't even call back." The originally cool man suddenly became furious. When he heard the word "accident", he almost jumped to the ceiling.Just looking down at the man who was still squatting.There is an urge to vent anger, an urge to kill.I don't have Mei's cell phone number, but Mei should always know the phone number at home!Why is there no phone call, and I have been waiting at home for a day.Thinking of this, Di Wangkuang became even more irritable.

He has been waiting at home for so long, but it is because of an accident that delayed Mei's return, who is it?It was that lifeless piece of trash that provoked his fascination.To tear each other apart.

"I can solve it." The contrast between Kuang at this moment and the previous moment is too great. Just now, he was a Viper hunting in the ice, but now he is a Tyrannosaurus tearing up his enemies. Anyway, he is very excited.

"You're hungry..." Di Sikuang, who was about to make an attack, never thought that he, who could endure without eating or drinking for a few days on weekdays, would actually start to have stomach acid because he didn't eat lunch.

Especially after Yan Qingmei asked this sentence, a strange red cloud appeared on Di Sikuang's face, which was not over, when he was about to quibble, there was a very honest drumming sound from his stomach.The sound is so loud!

"I'm hungry." If you lose face, you will lose face, anyway, it's your lover.What are you afraid of?Di Huangkuang admitted arrogantly that he was hungry.How insolent and insolent that expression must be.

"I'm going to cook, you have some snacks first." He took out his carefully selected pastries from the food bag, and walked directly to the kitchen with the ingredients on the guest table.

I'm in a hurry...

He is a fool!Isn't it amazing!Why didn't he even eat lunch, just sat in the living room and waited for him all day, if he didn't come back, would he just sit like this forever, fool, really a fool.

While Di Sikuang was wolfing down the food, the figures in the kitchen also started to get busy, their movements were much faster than before, no longer in a slow manner, but neat.These are all because someone didn't eat lunch.

And Di Sikuang, who was sitting in the living room, was eating a snack, but his eyes never left the figure who was busy in the kitchen.