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

After a long time, Byrne left Da Siyu's shoulder, picked up Da Siyu, and led him out of the bathroom.

Da Siyu didn't resist, maybe he was numb, or maybe he was afraid that Byrne would be angry and do more excessive things to him.

Bai En put Da Siyu on the bed silently, carefully wiped Da Siyu's body with his nightgown, and then went to the closet, threw the clean nightgown to Da Siyu, and went to the bathroom by himself.

By the time Byrne came out of the bathroom, he was already holding a hair dryer, while Da Siyu had put on his silk nightgown, and sat on the edge of the bed with his long blond hair on, like a soulless doll.

Byrne didn't speak, plugged in the electricity and let Da Siyu blow his hair, his movements were very light, as if he was afraid of hurting Da Siyu.

Dasi Yumuna sat there, neither refusing nor resisting, as if it didn't matter.

After drying his hair, Byrne put the hair dryer back into the bathroom, and when he came out, he hugged Da Siyu into his arms and lay down domineeringly, with his head buried in Da Siyu's neck.

This was the first time that Byrne felt the body temperature of others, and it was really very gentle.

He became a little greedy, bit Da Siyu's neck with his mouth open, and wanted to imprint his own mark.

Da Siyu frowned, and was bitten very painfully, but he didn't resist, his long blond hair was loose, his nightgown was messy and he closed his eyes in resignation.

What's the use of pushing Byrne away? Byrne will let him go?

What did you promise him, and why is he so stubborn?

Da Siyu's tears fell again, he knew that what He Jiao did must have something to do with Byrne guarding him for 19 years, but he would rather die than live like this.

Byrne let go of Da Siyu's neck. He was bitten a little bit deeply, and his skin was a little purple.

"Are you satisfied?"

Da Siyu stared at the ceiling with empty eyes and questioned, his voice was not loud and hoarse.

"Do you think a normal man can be satisfied with one bite?"

Byrne sat up and leaned over Da Siyu, looking directly at Da Siyu below.

He didn't even dare to touch Da Siyu before, but now that he's broken, Da Siyu hates him as much as he hates him, and he no longer wants to restrain himself.

He lowered his head and blocked Da Siyu's mouth, clenched his big hand on Da Siyu's thigh, the heat in his palm seemed to burn Da Siyu's skin.

Da Siyu didn't expect that Byrne would dare to kiss him, so he kicked Byrne on the chest angrily, his long white legs were completely exposed outside his nightgown, he looked like a raging wild cat, his eyes were full of anger.

Byrne, who was hurt by the kick, frowned, lowered his head and wanted to kiss Da Siyu, but a cold weapon was already on his forehead.

An angry Da Siyu wiped his bleeding lips, and glared at Byrne above him with cold eyes.

Byrne was not surprised to know that there was a weapon hidden under Da Siyu's pillow, but just looked at Da Siyu under him with a frown.

"If you don't want to get up by yourself, I can help you punch through your thigh and kick you away."

Da Siyu clenched the weapon in his hands tightly to prevent being knocked out by Byrne, and his eyes were fierce.

Byrne didn't even want to take the last step, he just wanted to kiss Da Siyu, but Da Siyu showed a face of resistance everywhere, which aroused his anger that had just been suppressed, and he grabbed Da Siyu's hand forcefully. Throwing his weapon on the floor, he leaned over domineeringly towards Da Siyu.

With a crisp snap, Da Siyu slapped Byrne angrily.

Byrne was not angry, he touched the place where he was beaten indifferently, and angered Da Siyu, "Didn't you eat, it's just this strength."

Da Siyu was indeed on fire.

Suddenly he saw Byrne's neatly bandaged arm and kicked it directly.

Where did Byrne think that Da Siyu would be so insidious, the pain was so painful that he could not straighten up his waist, his forehead was covered with fine sweat.

"Are you really kicking?"

He gritted his teeth angrily, his voice squeezed out between his teeth, his face was terribly pale.

"You stabbed the murder sword in and you can pull it out and tell the other party that it's just a joke?"

Da Siyu had a bad temper, pulled the corner of the quilt that was pressed by Byrne, and lay down with his back to Byrne holding back his anger.

He is no longer afraid of Byrne's recklessness, he kicked Byrne's wound enough for him to sober up, and most likely he won't mess up again.

Indeed, Byrne is extremely sober now, and there is a smear of blood on the gauze.

Byrne should be so angry, but he likes this atmosphere inexplicably, because Da Siyu said a lot to him today, and usually looks at him coldly, forcing him to speak.

A smile appeared on the corner of Byrne's mouth unconsciously, and the wound didn't feel so painful anymore.

He just sat on the edge of the bed, lifted Da Siyu's hair with his hand, and suddenly said, "Shen Yu will come to country D in two days, and then I will ask Saide to bring him to see you. You can tell him about any plan, and he will assist you."

Maybe it was because Da Siyu was too close, he smelled the shower gel on Da Siyu's body, it smelled very good.

"Why are you telling me this?"

Da Siyu, who was lying with his back to Byrne, looked out the window and frowned and asked, obviously Byrne was with the queen, but he helped him everywhere.

"Your Excellency, the Duke really forgets things. Don't you know that I like you? Is it superfluous to ask this now?"

There was a hint of playfulness in Byrne's voice, and he kept stroking Da Siyu's hair with his hand.

He didn't even have the chance to touch Da Siyu's hair before, but now not only has his wish come true, but he has also kissed Da Siyu twice, which is worth it. He didn't protect Da Siyu for 19 years.

"Your so-called liking means liking me and betraying me at the same time?"

Da Siyu clenched his fists and questioned angrily, Ye Chi's son who was stabbed to death by Byrne flashed across his mind, his eyes were immediately filled with hatred.

"It happened for a reason, and I will explain it to you later."

"No need."

Da Siyu angrily pulled the hair in Byrne's hands, speaking very aggressively.

Byrne stared blankly at the empty palm and said nothing. He really wanted to tell Da Siyu the truth, but he felt that he could not change the current situation. Da Siyu was locked up, but he couldn't go out.