The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"What the hell do you want!"

Da Siyu finally couldn't control his anger, and roared at Bai En.

Byrne looked innocent, "I didn't think about what to do! I'm doing something for the royal family, and you hunted and killed Xilang, I just did my job."

After hearing this, Da Siyu's eyes turned red again, and he clenched his hands while leaning against the bed and glared at Byrne, desperately restraining his anger.

What Byrne said was not wrong. At this time, Da Siyu was wearing long blond hair and wearing a large nightgown. He was both fragile and strong. It really made people want to be bullied and bullied, but it also made people feel distressed.

"Don't you just want me, I'll give it to you."

Da Siyu's eyes were scarlet, and he tore off the belt of his nightgown.

"Lord Duke."

Ye Chi panicked immediately, and immediately helped Da Si Yu put on his nightgown.

"get out."

Da Siyu's attitude is tough.

"No, I can't watch you demean yourself like this."

Ye Chi didn't leave, he couldn't just watch Da Siyu go this way.

"I let you go out, you're deaf, aren't you?"

Da Si Yu Nu pointed at the door, furious.

Ye Chi showed a sad face, he knew that this was not Da Siyu's intention, because Da Siyu was shaking, obviously he didn't want to do this, but if they lost Xilang, it meant that they couldn't get the royal family to kill According to the evidence of Dasi's queen mother, they were unable to overthrow the current royal family, and they fell short after ten years of planning.

"Ow~"

Hearing the noise, Bai Lang ran to the bed worriedly, looked at Da Siyu who was leaning against the bed, and then Ye Chi who was holding back his tears.

"Take it with you and don't make me repeat it a second time."

Da Siyu looked aside and told Ye Chi to leave quickly, at least he wanted to make himself more decent when he was down.

Ye Chi didn't know why, he endured the discomfort and pulled the white wolf away.

The white wolf was unwilling to leave, and kept looking back at Da Siyu, but in the end Ye Chi pulled him out of the room and closed the door behind him.

After Ye Chi left, only Da Siyu and Byrne were left in the room.

Byrne smoked and watched the weak and helpless Da Siyu silently puffing on his cigarette.

Da Siyu felt ashamed, but he had no choice. Xilang could not fall into the hands of the royal family. The royal family would definitely kill Xilang to cover up the truth about his mother's real death.

"What kind of gentleman are you pretending to be now, isn't that what you Byrne want?"

Da Siyu, who was leaning on the bed, clenched the quilt with both hands, and questioned Byrne angrily.

After hearing this, Byrne laughed, and sat calmly leaning on a chair with his legs crossed, mocking Da Siyu, "Your Excellency seems to take yourself too seriously, you are a rare beauty, yes, but it doesn't mean that you are No one looks better than you, I just need to hook my fingers to get it, why do I have to look at your face?"

After Da Siyu heard this, he clenched his grip on the quilt angrily, was humiliated, and even compared him with the cowherd outside.

"Why are you angry? I'm telling the truth."

Byrne still had a smile on his face, leaning on his chair and calmly puffing out smoke.

Da Siyu forced himself to calm down, knowing that Byrne was only aggressive, and wanted to annoy him.

No one knew better than him how much Byndne liked him, and he never restrained himself from looking at him.

Da Siyu took a deep breath to suppress the anger of wanting to stab Byrne to death, got up and got out of bed, and stood in front of Byrne.

He knew that Byrne had always known that his leg was not broken, so there was no need to pretend in front of Byrne.

Byrne smoked and looked up at Da Siyu, he could clearly see Da Siyu's desperately suppressed anger and hatred, his hands on his thighs were tightly clenched and trembling with anger.

The hippie smile on Byrne's face was gone, replaced by indifference.

Da Siyu didn't feel any pleasure in doing this, nor could he be happy.

Humans are indeed strange creatures.

Byrne mocked himself, looking at Da Siyu in front of him coldly.

Da Siyu is doing mental construction, and keeps telling himself that as long as he follows Bai En, he can get back to Xilang, as long as he can take down the royal family's own body, it doesn't matter, and he will not let go of anything that is of value.

But since Da Siyu convinced himself like this, there is still a lot of resistance in his heart. He doesn't like men, and it is even more impossible to like Byrne. He only feels disgusted when he sees Byrne.

But so what if he dislikes him, does he have a choice?

Da Siyu laughed lowly, feeling more and more pitiful.

In the next second, his face turned cold, and he took the initiative to sit on Byrne's lap and face him face to face.

Da Siyu's expression on Byrne's face was not happy, not to mention that his expression became more and more stern, as if he was angry.

Da Siyu didn't understand why Byrne showed such an expression, he obviously always had unreasonable thoughts about him.

"Why, do you need me to take the initiative?"

Da Siyu taunted Byrne, pretending to be innocent, and reached out to him to untie his clothes.

Byrne snapped hold of Da Siyu's wrist, clenched it tightly, and looked at Da Siyu with cold eyes.

The Da Siyu in front of him was indeed the person he wanted day and night, but he never thought it would be in this way.

He looked at the beautiful man in front of him, his hands were shaking a lot but he kept pretending to be calm.

"Is it not me? If someone else got Xilang, you will get it back in this way?" Byrne asked Da Siyu expressionlessly.

"As long as the other party is interested in me, why not?"

Da Siyu seems to give up on himself, but also seems to be angry on purpose.

Sure enough, when Byrne heard this, his pupils rolled down in an instant, revealing a terrifying killing face.

"As long as you give me Sirang, you can do whatever you want." Da Siyu looked directly at Byrne.

Byrne laughed suddenly, full of sarcasm.

Da Siyu didn't understand what Byrne meant, so he clenched his hands in his loose sleeves tightly.