Chapter 23: Chop off your head

Ye Wei frowned slightly watching Ye Luo's leaving figure.
This sister who popped up suddenly felt different from before.
Obviously they look the same, but they looked like a dumpling in the past, making people unable to produce the least interest, but now...
She always felt like she was talking to a very polite boudoir lady.
The tone of speech is neither light nor heavy, and there is a hint of firmness in the softness, which is not the old accent with the accent at all.
Is it really like what the aunt said, there is an expert teaching Ye Luo?
...
Ye Luo didn't ask Yuli to send herself off, so she asked Ye's driver to send her to her apartment.
Although the world and environment are different, Ye Luo's identity has not changed much.
The nobleness she could enjoy in the previous world, Yejia seems to be able to enjoy it too.
And even better, at least she can own her own house before she gets married.
But this house made Ye Luo head big.
Ye Luo went upstairs in the wonderful elevator alone, came to the door of his room, and was dumbfounded at the row of codes on the right side of the door.
How to get this stuff?
What's the password?
She came with Yuli before, and the password was opened by Yuli.
She thought about it in her mind, it seemed that it was Han Xingyuan’s birthday?
She pressed it down, but it was wrong.
She lost her birthday again, which was still wrong.
She entered all the numbers in her mind but couldn't open them. The password kept beeping, prompting her to press the wrong number.
At this moment, there was movement inside the door, and the door opened with a click.
Ye Luo felt tight, how could anyone? Only she and Yuli know her room code.
Oh, no wonder the password has been wrong. Did she find the wrong door?
Ye Luo's first reaction was to bow his head and apologize: "Sorry, sorry, I...I pressed the wrong door, I am 808..."
After Ye Luo apologized, he walked to the apartment next door.
wrong! She was afraid of getting the house number wrong when she opened the door, so she took a second look and found that she opened the 808.
Ye Luo frowned and walked back again, looking up at the house number, three big numbers 808 hung on the roof of the house.
The door had been opened, but no one came out, Ye Luo's hairs were standing up.
Who is in her house?
Are you thief?
Are the thieves in this world so bold, hiding in her house after stealing things, and dare to open the door to her?
Ye Luo took out a self-defense knife from her bag, which was specially set by Qian Ye Luo.
Holding the self-defense knife backhand in his hand, Ye Luo lifted his foot neatly to open the half-covered door, and jumped into the door as light as a swallow.
The light on the porch inside the door was on, but the living room was dark, with only a little light coming in from the stars outside.
Ye Luo's eyes were half-squinted, as if vaguely seeing a shadow sitting on the sofa in her living room.
She reached out and turned off the light in the hallway.
The door slammed shut and the room was dark.
Ye Luo moved forward, walking extremely lightly. The man was sitting on the sofa.
So arrogantly taking her family as his own, this person probably feels that she has no ability to fight back.
Ye Luo squeezed the knife in his hand, and rolled to the floor. He immediately reached the sofa, and the knife was accurately pressed against the opponent's neck.
"Don't move, just chop off your head if you move." Ye Luo warned coldly.
The person on the sofa chuckled, "I want to chop someone's head with a knife?"
Ye Luo's eyes shrank slightly, and the power in his hand increased by two points: "You can try it."
"Really?" Feng Qingyun replied indifferently, as if it was not him who was threatened by the blade's neck.