351 The First Assassin (44)

Sleeping together is no small thing.

Lin Huai glanced at it and saw that the little girl had closed her eyes, wondering why she was so peaceful.

After a few seconds of silence, he finally climbed up gently, keeping a distance in between.

It's a summer night, and even though the air is blowing through the middle, it's not very cold.

There was almost no movement nearby. Knowing that no one was asleep, Suna adjusted his posture and turned towards the outside, opened his eyes and looked at each other.

The angle of vision when lying on his side is a bit tricky, but this does not affect the young man's beauty. The eyelashes are lightly closed, and the lines of the cheeks are smooth and delicate.

With his hands neatly clasped in front of his chest, he lay down straight in a standard coffin-lying posture. The other party has always been like this, and Suna is used to it. After all, she is the one who sleeps dishonestly.

Since I am still relatively young, I don't want to touch the beauty in my sleep in the middle of the night.

Suna turned inward again, staying as far away from the person as possible and facing away from him.

As soon as she turned over, Lin Huai breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at her back carefully, and then touched her pink earlobe.

I don’t know how long passed quietly.

The early morning night breeze blew in through the side window, taking away the heat from the body.

The girl shrank into a small ball under the quilt, her fluffy hair covering half of her exposed face. Xiaokou's breathing was gentle and even, with almost no movements.

It looked like he was asleep.

He is completely different from the person next to him.

Linhuai opened his eyes soberly and moved his arms carefully to relieve the stiffness.

"Na Bao." The clear and beautiful voice whispered in a low voice.

After waiting in silence for several minutes, he closed his eyes again after confirming that there was no response.

Really undefended at all.

However, not long after, when Lin Huai felt half asleep, an arm came up to him, and then there was a soft and warm ball in his arms, and his little head rested on the same pillow.

The young man was suddenly stunned, and his nerves were mostly awake again. But the man in his arms seemed to have had a sweet dream. He mumbled softly and rubbed his collarbone in a good mood.

The black hair was completely entangled, and I didn't know who was disturbed.

A dreamless night.

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"Whoosh!"

A sharp arrow penetrated the curtain of the carriage and penetrated the inner wall of the carriage.

The speed was so fast that the life and death of the people in the car were not considered at all.

Suna pulled it out with a calm expression and threw it out casually.

Approaching the territory of Ye Ming Kingdom, I can no longer remember how many times this was a sneak attack.

Habitually said: "Wait for me here."

After saying that, he got off the carriage.

Lin Huai stayed in the car, his white fingers touched the marks left by the stabbing on the wooden board, his quiet eyes were filled with a layer of elegant mist, and he silently looked outside the car curtain thoughtfully.

The man holding a bow and arrow outside saw some movement and was slightly surprised that the man was not dead.

Then she stepped down from her slender figure. The girl tied her long hair into a simple ponytail. Her aqua blue clothes fluttered in the wind, looking beautiful and clean.

The other party was also looking at him, but he was just looking at him casually. Ordinary people didn't have much memory.

The man paused for a moment, then said with a strange smile: "You can't just enter the Ye Ming Kingdom if you want to."

Yes, if you can't even defeat the surrounding assassins, how can you survive?

He just wanted to assassinate people and get money.

There is nothing wrong with this approach in Ye Ming Kingdom, it is even very reasonable.

Suna nodded casually and responded: "Yes, I am an assassin."

The man laughed heartily.

The only people who can be called assassins are those who jump into the fairy tower. How could this fragile-looking little girl in front of him be an assassin?

Who knows if it was a coincidence that he dodged the arrow just now?

"Oh, may I ask where the girl ranks?"

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Writer's words: Ahem, after thinking about it, let's update a chapter!