I Won’t Get Drunk With My Nemesis Again

mory,” Huo Shu seemed satisfied.
“Next question.”

“What is my favorite color?”

If Wei Yu is awake at this time, he would be sure to spit out a few words-who knows what color you like? What a stupid question this is!

Xiao Siye just replied, “Red.”

“That’s right,” Huo Shu smiled.
“Red is the color of blood, and I like it very much.”

The countdown became 9 minutes and 28 seconds.

“Next.”

“What’s my first birthday present from my eldest brother?”

“…” Xiao Siye paused.
“Travel Notes on the Rainforest of Pakistan.”

Huo Shu whispered, “Yes, I like that book very much because I know … I may never go that far in my life.”

“Next, What did I have for breakfast today? ”

Even Jiang Zhao couldn’t help but look at the robot.

Who knows what he had for breakfast today?

Xiao Siye frowned, when the countdown passed 30 seconds, he finally spoke:

“… milk.”

When he was in Huo’s family, Huo Shu would drink milk for breakfast every day.
Zhuang Xinrou thought that drinking milk could supplement calcium.
Maybe he could stand up after drinking.

But Huo laughed, his voice suddenly cold:

“I hate drinking milk.”

“So I will secretly pour out the milk every morning, or go back to my room and rush to spit it out.
Of course, I didn’t drink it today.
”

“Big Brother, now it’s your choice.”

Xiao Siye’s face suddenly became very ugly.

Unconsciously, he clenched the dagger beside him and hid it.

The countdown continues, with 7 minutes and 27 seconds left.

Jiang Zhao, who has been silent since the beginning of the game, finally spoke:
“Xiao Siye,” he whispered, “you can’t touch that kid.”

Xiao Siye’s eyes was filled with rage.

For a moment, he really thought so.
Maybe he won’t die by the dagger.
He will be careful to avoid the key points.
Even if something really happens, he can use the resources of the Huo family to save the child …

But when Jiang Zhao was watching him.

He even lost the courage to raise a knife.
He couldn’t persuade himself to do something to disappoint his lover in front of him.

Jiang Zhao sighed gently.

He slowly came to Xiao Siye, his robe swaying.

He lifted his long water sleeves, revealing his snow-white wrist, on which there were still red marks from the previous rope, which were already blue.

“Do it, Xiao Siye,” he said.
“It’s just a knife.
Nothing will happen.”

“You don’t have to be burdened.
It’s my choice.”

“……”

Xiao Siye said nothing, but put the knife in the back and clenched his knuckles.

And Jiang Zhao looked at the countdown next to his eyes, 6 minutes and 12 seconds.
He was silent for a moment and suddenly looked up.

Before Xiao Siye could react, he kissed the soft lips first.

While Xiao Siye absent-minded, he directly raised his hand and grabbed each other’s arm, aiming the dagger at his abdomen-

Wei Yu just woke up and saw this scene.

Jiang Zhao’s hand tugged at Xiao Si’s collar, looked up, and kissed him.

On the other hand, Xiao Siye, holding the knife tightly, stabbed him into his body without hesitation!

Instantly, the blood-soaked the white robe, like an enchanting blooming flower.

“Idol! ! ！”

Wei Yu cried out, into tears.

At the same time, the screen of the robot suddenly shook, and Huo Shu seemed to say something, but then his voice came to an abrupt end!

“Go!”

Xiao Siye directly held Jiang Zhao up, lifted him and ran to the warehouse door in the distance.

And Wei Yu was stunned by the whole person.
After reacting, he found that the countdown of the robot was falling madly at three times the speed!

Wei Yu quickly started to run after Xiao Siye.
When he came to the door of the warehouse, a strong man with a scar face yanked the door open from the outside.

“The countdown to the bomb will be over soon, and someone will step back ten meters!”

“yes!”

Wei Yu hurriedly followed Xiao Siye and ran out.
When they stepped out of the warehouse door a few meters, then suddenly there was a thunderous explosion!

In the flames of the sky, the top of the warehouse collapsed by more than half, and the black smoke soared into the sky.
Wei Yu had never seen such a big scene in his life, and almost thought he was on the shooting scene of some international blockbuster, taking a lucky break.

But before he could relax, he remembered something, and the tears that had just been holding down immediately rolled down.

“Idol, you, you …” Wei Yu looked at Jiang Zhao, who was also in Xiao Siye’s arms, crying like he was about to smoke.
“How are you?”

Jiang Zhao looked at the silly child’s face, and couldn’t help but sigh.

Then stretch out a bloody hand and wipe it on his cheek.

“Try it.” Jiang Zhao said.

Wei Yu burped, heard, and subconsciously tasted blood at the corners of his mouth.

A few seconds later, his crying was suddenly pressed the pause button, and the whole person froze:

“Idol, are you … peach-flavored?”