She wanted to kill him

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and everything in the room was covered in a layer of shadow.

The man's silhouette could be seen on the bed. His chest was slightly moving up and down, and his breathing was even and steady.

He was already in a deep sleep.

The woman silently stood at the head of the bed. The knife in her hand flashed with white light, and the next second, she stabbed him without hesitation.

The moment the knife fell, the person on the bed opened her eyes and a hand grabbed her wrist. The man on the bed exerted a little force and Luo Qiao was pressed down on the bed. The knife fell from his hand with a clatter.

"A night attack?"

In the dimly lit room, Luo Qiao heard the man's slightly hoarse voice. He snorted teasingly and his warm breath fell on her ear.

His weight pressed down on her, making her feel a little suffocated. Luo Qiao pursed her lips tightly and did not say a word.

Shen Jue grabbed the knife with one hand, looked at it for two seconds, and threw it aside. Because of her, there were people in the manor who were responsible for checking these things that could hurt people every day. She thought that the surveillance was already very strict, but she did not know when she had secretly hidden one.

He lowered his head and looked at her cold face in the dim light. He said softly, " "I think I've already said that I won't give you a second chance to kill me."

Luo Qiao didn't say anything, but her breathing quickened slightly.

The entire room was very quiet, and the sound of the woman's breathing seemed to be amplified in his ears.

At such a close distance, the light and unique fragrance of her slowly invaded his senses. Shen yingkong, who originally did not have any thoughts, had his eyes darken. His Adam's apple rolled slightly as he stared at the woman he was pressing on the bed without blinking.

Luo Qiao moved subconsciously, but even the slightest movement was too much for Shen shengkong to handle. He couldn't help but tense up, and his hot fingertips landed on her face.

"Shen Yu Kong Yu."

The man chuckled and leaned closer to her. "You delivered yourself to my door. I didn't have such plans."

He thought nonchalantly that if he didn't do anything now, what was the point of being a man?

Shen chengkong's gaze was especially tangible as it moved down inch by inch and landed on her lips. His eyes moved slightly.

He could not bear to touch her all this time. Ever since they met again, he had been holding back for a long time.

Shen shengkong slowly inched towards Luo Qiao. Just as he was less than a centimeter away from the woman's soft lips, Shen shengkong suddenly turned his head to the side to avoid it. His eyes turned cold and the sharp tip of the knife slid across his neck, leaving a bloody gash.

Luo Qiao's heart sank, but she no longer had a second chance.

It was too shallow.

Shen Yue freed one of her hands and touched the side of her neck. There was a slight pain and a sticky feeling between her fingers. He dodged in time, so the sharp tip of the knife only left a shallow wound on his neck and did not go deep.

However, this action of hers was enough to stir up his emotions.

Luo Qiao wanted to kill him.

Shen yankong licked his lips. After a while, he smiled.

Anyone who was familiar with him would know how dangerous his current state was. Shen shengkong flipped Luo Qiao's hand over and took the knife from her hand.

She had actually hidden a small knife. He had underestimated her.

Luo Qiao's desire to kill him had not changed at all.

Shen shengkong threw the knife away as well. The knife fell to the floor and made a soft sound.