The Correct Strategy to Approach the Yandere SML.

Chapter 40

Li Ruoshui was very relieved to see him get up and walk into the house. He opened an umbrella and said, "Finally, I know that I can take shelter from the rain. The rain is so heavy that I might get sick tomorrow."

Walking into the house, the dripping water droplets from his body seeped into the carpet, leaving a wet black mark.

The crack on the sword cut the candlelight into a twisted shape, which also reflected Zheng Yanqing's doubts.

"You forgot your scabbard."

Li Ruoshui put the umbrella outside the door and took his scabbard to his side, but he wasn't happy for a long time. The next moment, he saw Lu Zhizhi turn his wrist and tilt his head slightly.

She is too familiar with these two movements, which is a precursor to his going to do it.

Li Ruoshui took a step back reflexively, clutching her neck, and just as she was about to say something, she saw the blade slashed at Zheng Yanqing.

The cold light flashed, only to hear a clang, Li Ruoshui blocked his sword with the scabbard in his hand.

I have to say that Lu Zhiyao's training is really useful, at least it has achieved initial results on her.

"...Are you guys comparing swords?"

It happened in one breath, Zheng Yanqing hadn't even put down the pen in his hand, but just stared blankly at the sword above his head.

"You're stupid, get out of the way!"

Li Ruoshui raised his voice, and his hands were pressed down a lot, even if he supported his sword with both hands, he couldn't bear it.

Zheng Yanqing nodded hurriedly, and ran to the dining table in the middle of the room with the book, watching them hesitate.

"Even if it's raining, you can go to the porch to practice swordsmanship, why do you have to come inside the house?"

In Zheng Yanqing's eyes, Lu Zhiyao was a gentle and polite son, and he never imagined that this man was here to kill him at this time.

Lu Zhiyao sighed, retracted his sword, and reached out his hand to touch her side face, the cold fingertips pierced Li Ruoshui's spirit.

"How pitiful to be deceived by others."

Li Ruoshui: ? ? ?

Where did you get scammed?

Why can't she understand it, is this person as jealous as she thinks? But looking at this performance, it doesn't seem very similar, who can give an answer!

As soon as Lu Zhiyao turned around, Li Ruoshui threw away the scabbard, hugged him from behind without hesitation, and tightened his waist.

"If you have something to say, don't move your sword."

The wind was getting louder outside the door, making the doors and windows creak, and the wind that got in through the cracks swayed the candles.

The room was suddenly much darker, and the light reflected on Lu Kao's face was also dim and unclear, making it difficult for people to see clearly.

Zheng Yanqing noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere. He hugged the book tightly and looked at the two of them, with a faint suspicion in his heart.

As the lights went out, he saw the smile on Lu Zhiyao's lips, still gentle, but pulled weirdly and terribly by the flickering candlelight.

Lu Zhiyao didn't hesitate much. After being hugged by Li Ruoshui, he didn't go any further, just raised his hand and issued an inconspicuous dagger.

Zheng Yanqing felt a heavy weight on his chest, and his eyes widened immediately. He looked down at his chest and saw a simple black dagger stuck on it.

"...my manuscript."

Li Ruoshui stuck his head out from behind Lu Zhiyao, saw the situation clearly through the flickering candle, and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although the dagger was sent to his heart, it was blocked by the book he held on his chest.

This is probably a fortune in misfortune.

Lu Zhiyao could still hear Zheng Yanqing's heartbeat, he curled his eyelashes and smiled helplessly.

It's really inconvenient not to see, but it's really necessary to insert the sword into his throat to be at ease and happy.

He held Li Ruoshui's wrist and pulled her away: "I'm helping you, why are you stopping me?"

Li Ruoshui was pulled away by him, looking a little anxious. This person can't listen at all now, and she can't beat him again, so she can only stop it first.

Li Ruoshui reached out and touched his waist, rubbing it lightly, Lu Zhiyao couldn't help shaking.

At this moment, Li Ruoshui hooked his neck, forced him to the ground, turned over and rode on his waist, stretched out his hands and pressed his wrists to the sides of his head, like a bully who robbed a civilian girl. .

She turned to look at Zheng Yanqing and winked at him desperately: "Come on!"

Zheng Yanqing finally understood what was happening now, he put down the book, raised a stool and walked over.

"Miss Li, I won't leave you alone, I'll help you!"

Li Ruoshui: ...

No need! ! ! I'm safe when you go!

Hearing Zheng Yanqing's approach, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he came back to his senses.

He sat up, just a finger away from Li Ruoshui who was sitting on his waist, breathing intertwined, as if to kiss each other.

Lu Zhiyao picked up the thin sword and slashed behind Li Ruoshui without hesitation.

The blade was sharp, it split open the stool in front of Zheng Yanqing, and cut a hole in his arm.

Finally hurting him, Lu Zhiyao was so excited that his hands trembled, and he could finally put an end to his chaotic thoughts.

Listening to Lu Zhizhi's low smile, Li Ruoshui no longer hesitated, and was ready to use his life-saving big move.

She leaned forward and kissed his slightly pale lips.

Lu Zhiyao's body was already soaked wet, and it was cold, even his lips were cold.

Like the bowl of Leng Yuanzi in a dream, cold, soft and sweet.

She put her hands on his shoulders, closed her eyes, and savored the deliciousness of Leng Yuanzi.

Li Ruoshui originally just wanted to stop him, but there was an indescribable excitement in his heart, as if his heartbeat was also beating for the kiss.

"So it is."

During the interval between her breaths, Lu Zhiyao's low and hoarse voice sounded in her ears, and she couldn't understand why.

"What's wrong?"

Li Ruoshui's voice was a little hesitant. She looked at Lu Zhiyao, forgetting for a while that she was still sitting on his waist.

Lu Zhizhi thought of that night again, and she trembled and kissed the corner of his lips.

It wasn't because she wanted to make him happy, or because she liked him, just because she didn't want her to be killed. As now, she would kiss him just because she wanted him to let Zheng Yanqing go.

Lu Zhiyao sighed softly: "Why do you want to kiss me if you don't like me?"

She kissed him not because she liked him at all, but just like everyone else, she just didn't want to make him "crazy".

It's just the difference between someone killing him and her kissing him

Li Ruoshui didn't have such a thing as love, which is good, she is still her, and she won't become disgusting.

Lu Zhizhi patted his beating heart, frowned, and helped Li Ruoshui who was stunned.

"How do you know I don't like you?"

Li Ruoshui pulled his sleeve and asked this sentence.

But she didn't realize the ambiguity of this sentence. It was originally a rhetorical question, but it became affirmation in Lu Zhi's ears.

- How do you know I don't like you.

He didn't answer, he just felt that he shouldn't stay here.

Lu Zhiyao smiled and nodded: "It's good that you don't like me."

He stood up, his messy clothes were open, and with that smile, Li Ruoshui felt inexplicably fragile.

"Then I have no reason to kill him."

He killed Zheng Yanqing just because he made Li Ruoshui untrustworthy, but Li Ruoshui didn't like him, so there was no premise of untrustworthiness.

Zheng Yanqing didn't steal his puppet because he didn't have one.

A killing started abruptly and ended abruptly.

Following the sudden departure last night, he left again today.