Chapter 1011: Goodbye, the marshal, I will climb the wall tonight (1)

This voice sounded in Fu Yue's ears, and she could even feel the other person's breath spraying on her neck, the light breath with a faint and cold fragrance.
Fu Yue's movement of preparing to turn over was abruptly stopped, maintaining his original posture motionless, with his back stretched straight.
lady?
What lady? Who is the lady?
And... Is this person a man or a ghost?
One question mark after another appeared in Fu Yue's mind.
The big hand on the back did not leave, and slowly moved down along her back until it clasped her waist.
The temperature of the person behind him was extremely low, and his fingertips were as cold as ice, making people shiver even with a layer of fabric.
It feels very strange.
Fu Yue gritted her teeth: "You let go and become a disciple."
She didn't dare to make any big moves, for fear that something might cause the two assassins outside to come back.
The opponent raised his brows and let out a chuckle.
The sound is great.
Just as Fu Yue was listening to the movement outside, she suddenly had an ominous premonition, as expected—
A slender hand clasped the back of her head, and the man's thin, cold lips pressed down hard, leaving no room.
The two turned over in an instant.
Fu Yue's eyes widened, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand to push. In the darkness, her wrist was grasped extremely accurately by the other party, and her two hands were clasped together and raised above her head.
In the pitch-black coffin, the tension of swords spread across this small space, and the two looked at each other.
Fu Yue met a pair of black eyes with a faint smile, very beautiful.
...
The faint scent of cold scent on the opponent's body still filled between his lips and teeth.
Fu Yue saw the timing and bumped her elbow towards the man's chin.
of course--
Was stopped.
The man's big slender hand held her arm, and his thin lips overflowed with a chuckle.
"I was frivolous madam without permission."
I didn't hear the apology at all, but I heard the complacency of a cat licking its sharp paws after being satisfied.
Fu Yue grinds his teeth: "Who, is, you, husband, person!"
She wants to hit someone!
The man curled his thin lips slightly and did not refute her.
The other party released her hand, supporting the bottom of the coffin with one hand, and lifting the other hand to push the lid of the coffin.
The closed coffin lid was pushed aside.
Only the faint white candle was lit in the mourning hall, solemnly, in the middle of the night, there was a somewhat gloomy and strange feeling, which made people shudder.
After staying in the dark for a long time, Fu Yue couldn't help squinting his eyes when facing the candlelight, raising his hand to block it.
She rubbed her eyes.
With a slightly blurred vision, Fu Yue could clearly see the appearance of the disciple who had just thinned her.
Unexpected.
He was born extremely handsome, with very white skin, the kind of pale that has not seen the sun for a long time, the bridge of the nose is high and straight, and the lips are thin. It may be because of the kiss that he has just kissed. He has a little crimson red, which is very attractive. .
This person has sat up, with a pair of dark eyes down, staring at her, his eyes are dull, with a slight smile, and there are other things she can't understand.
After a while, Fu Yue squeezed out an awkward smile: "Your hobby is very special."
She said that she glanced at the dark coffin under her eyes, the meaning was obvious.
Big living people actually like to sleep in coffins?
The other party raised his eyebrows and answered seriously.
"Not a hobby."
"I am waiting for Madam."
Fu Yue's eyelids twitched: "..."
This handsome than designated is a neurotic, sleeping in the coffin and even calling someone else's wife casually.
So handsome.
Pity.