"Or do you think it's not fun enough and want to call the knights outside to come with you?"

Dashiyu had no expression, but was full of provocation.

Because he knew Byrne would not do this, others would kill him at first glance, let alone others looked at him.

"Didn't you, Dasiyu, challenge my bottom line again and again because I am interested in you."

Byrne pinched Dasiyu's chin and looked at Dasiyu angrily.

Dasiyu found it funny, such a lunatic actually has a bottom line.

"Give me Cyron."

Dasiyu's voice is strong.

Byrne didn't speak, the touch on his hands was so real, and the body fragrance came to his nose.

He admitted that he was moved. Xiao thought of Dasiyu for more than 20 years and he had been keeping a distance from Dasiyu because he knew that he was not worthy of this man, so he could only watch from afar.

But now the person he Xiao Xiang sat on his lap and watched him talk to him at such a close distance. Although he looked like he wanted to kill him, he was still a little cowardly and happy.

"I kindly advise you to get off my legs before I get angry."

Byrne let go of Dashiyu's chin and leaned against the chair to smoke. His voice was cold, and the eyes looking at Dashiyu were so.

Dasiyu mocked Byrne after hearing this, "Everyone said you are a dog raised by the queen, but I didn't expect that it was a dog that was afraid of his owner."

"I'm not only a dog that I'm afraid of my master, I'm still a mad dog, so it's better for the Duke to stay away from people like me. Otherwise, if you get rabies, it's not good if you lose your composure, you're not good."

Byrne was scolded and laughed, and said this to Dashiyu calmly.

He seemed disdainful and did not touch Dasiyu. He kept watching the show leaning against the chair, but his eyes were always on Dasiyu, very eager.

How could Dasiyu not see it? He just didn't expect Byrne would not hand over Silang to him because he was afraid of the queen.

You are really ridiculous, Dasiyu, why do you always feel that you can get what you want by relying on others? He Jiao’s death has not yet made you sober?

"Since you don't want to talk about this business, let it go. I'll wait for you to inform the queen and see what she wants to deal with me."

Dashiyu got up from Byrne, turned around and left, back to the bed and lay down, looking out the window with dim eyes.

It’s better to die like this, what’s there to struggle with? Isn’t it still not struggling enough?

Dasiyu closed his eyes and accepted his fate. Anyway, he had done everything he should do. After he went down, he had an explanation to his mother and He Jiao.

What a pity, I couldn't help you see the child's face before I died.

Dasiyu laughed, as if he was relieved, and he really wanted to go down to find them this time.

Byrne didn't know that Dasiyu had given up his hope of life at this time and sat on the chair motionless, smoking cigarettes.

He looked down at his thighs, and the weight of his head was still there.

I didn't even take such a good opportunity.

Byrne murmured as he looked at his big hand, he could touch Dasiyu just now.

So fucking cowardly.

Byrne took off his hair and vomited smoke. His eyes kept looking at Dasiyu's back lying down with his back to him, so thin that it was heartbreaking.

"Are you waiting for me to see off if you don't leave?"

Byrne behind him never left, which made Dashiyu frown and unhappy.

Dasiyu took the initiative to talk to him. Byrne's mouth immediately became more curved and said teasingly, "Don't you keep me down and have a nap?"

Dasiyu frowned instantly, mocking him for his failure to take the initiative just now.

"To be honest, I really envied He Jiao before."

Byrne suddenly mentioned He Jiao's tone of nostalgia.

He envied He Jiao for getting Da Siyu without any effort, envied He Jiao for having the confidence to protect Da Siyu, envied He Jiao for being powerful, and envied He Jiao for being unpretentious.

There are too many things, and he envies everything about He Jiao, so envious that he feels that he is worthless than He Jiao. Just standing by such a clean Dasiyu would stain his identity.

"I know you can't forget He Jiao. I hope this is the first and last time this happens." Byrne warned Dasiyu.

But in fact he was happy, but he didn't want to dirty Dasiyu.

"Do you think there will be a next time?"

When Dashi Yu asked this, his hand had already touched the weapon under the pillow. His hatred for Byrne will always be there and it will not disappear.

"Of course, a person as smart as Duke will not be able to touch the wall again. It is my ignorance that made you laugh."

Every sentence is not cursing, but every word is sarcastic and the corners of his mouth are full of smiles.

How could Dasiyu not be stupid? He was extremely angry. He was kicked by a donkey just now and asked Byrne.

"Get out."

Dashiyu roared angrily.

"Okay, okay, I'll leave now, I won't disturb you to rest."

Byrne really got up and left, looking like a beating.

When he walked to the door, he stopped holding the door handle, and said coldly without the smile just now, "Silang let me go for the time being. If you keep it, you will only be caught. Since you want to take revenge, be cautious. Such a half-baked person is not your style."

After saying that, Byrne left without any hesitation.

Dasi Yu breathed a sigh of relief and breathed heavily. He was really afraid that Byrne would touch him just now.

Thinking of this, Dasiyu wanted to vomit, so he immediately rushed into the bathroom and retching to the toilet.

Byrne outside the door heard the sound of vomiting and his smoking hand paused.
Chapter completed!