A slight surprise flashed in Su Zijin's eyes.

The reason why she didn't take any action directly at that time was to see what tricks the other party was playing.

She actually fell asleep in this man's arms without warning?!

So, is the heat source in her dream the person's body temperature?

Su Zijin frowned slightly, and an unprecedented anxiety surged in her heart.

Su Zijin tried to remove the arm around her waist, but the latter did not move at all.

Su Zijin was annoyed

She held Mu Zhen's index finger hard with her fingers and broke it out.

Su Zijin expected that her strength would wake Mu Zhen up so that she could naturally get rid of his arms.

Mu Zhen did wake up as she imagined, and he did withdraw the hand around her waist.

However--

Su Zijin looked up and unexpectedly met a pair of eyes as sharp as a sharp blade.

Out of early warning of danger instinct.

Su Zijin pulled out the saber from his waist with his backhand.

Mu Zhen's movements were faster than hers.

He stepped out his left hand and held her arm, and cut his right hand heavily on her wrist holding the knife.

With a "clang", the saber fell down in response.

Mu Zhen’s face was as cold as iron, his thumb and index finger were fast locking his throat, and as fast as the wind, locking Su Zijin’s throat!

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The weather is a bit hot recently, but the message area is very cold ~

Come on, hug me ~
Chapter completed!