The Correct Strategy to Approach the Yandere SML.

Chapter 45

Li Ruoshui paused and looked at the cat sleeping on his lap: "It's a pity that you have also eaten up your dried fish, otherwise I could have some pads."

Lu Zhiyao was sitting at the table. Because he couldn't see, he was eating very slowly, and his long drooping hair was pinned behind his ears. In fact, he looked good when he was eating.

Eating with him is indeed a bit of a beautiful meal.

But Lu Zhiyao, who was praised by her in his heart, didn't reply, just lowered his head to eat, and looked like he was really hungry.

For some reason, Li Ruoshui knew that she would definitely be able to eat it in the end, so she said, "leave me some meat..."

Lu Zhiyao chuckled a few times and put the chopsticks aside, looking like he was full.

He stood up in front of her, pulled out his thin sword, cut the complicated and tangled puppet lines from the middle, and released her.

At this time, Xiao Er happened to bring another tableware and hot water. He put the kettle in the room and went out again with his head down.

"I didn't see I didn't see..."

Li Ruoshui, who is sorting out the fine lines on his body:...

After Lu Zhiyao washed up, he slowly collected the puppet threads scattered on the ground, and followed the threads to find the puppets one by one.

"After dinner, you should go back."

"Why do you always think I'll leave?" Li Ruoshui looked up at him while eating his meal.

"Today something happened to the Zheng Mansion. It is estimated that the curfew will start again. Maybe I won't be allowed in."

Lu Zhi's lips curled up and continued to look for the puppet on the ground: "What did you do today?"

"Catch the person who poisoned Zheng Yanqing, and let them treat Zheng Yanqing better."

Li Ruoshui's tone was a little regretful: "It's really pitiful that he was born in the Zheng family. His father doesn't love his mother, and someone poisoned him."

Wait, why is this encounter so similar to Lu Zhiyuan?

Lu Zhiyao put away the puppets one by one, reached out and touched their heads, and asked in a low voice.

"What about me? What do you think of me?"

"You?" Li Ruoshui put down his chopsticks and poured himself a cup of tea: "Didn't you have me?"

The sound of tea suddenly stopped, Li Ruoshui's hand holding the teapot froze in the air, and the words just now were all in his mind.

What weird stuff is she talking about! Goosebumps are up!

"I'm stuffed!"

Lu Zhiyao remained in a half-squatting position, and the puppet in his hand made a clanging sound. After being silent for a while, he raised his lips and laughed.

So, does this mean she is his property?

After Li Ruoshui washed up, he hesitated and blew out the candle in the room, leaving the moonlight on the ground.

When she thought about resting on the couch, she suddenly found that the couch was gone, replaced by a pile of wood.

...

Li Ruoshui didn't know for a while whether he should be happy or not.

At this time, Lu Zhiyao was already lying on the bed, with his black hair scattered behind him, his posture was upright, but he revealed some illusions that he was very tormented.

"Can you squeeze?"

Anyway, I also slept with my arms around when I was poisoned before, so it's nothing to worry about.

Lu Zhizhi was obviously not an ordinary person either, so he moved a bit inwards, vacating the outside space.

In this kind of place, he is inexplicably good at talking.

Li Ruoshui lay down, keeping a distance from him, while pulling the quilt over his body.

He thought of the faint blackness under his eyes again.

You don't have to guess to know that he didn't sleep well.

He has received so many bounty orders recently, and he often comes back in the middle of the night. He also has time to make puppets. Maybe he doesn't sleep for even an hour a day.

She also saw the clothes on the ground just now, with some bloodstains on them, and no robes, so she probably did something else today.

Originally, she had thought that if Lu Zhiyao had a task tonight, she would have to keep him no matter what, but she didn't expect him to go to bed obediently.

Li Ruoshui, who had slept enough for a long time, was in good spirits now. She opened her eyes to look at the top of the tent, and then turned to look at him.

She planned to talk to him about something, such as whether she was angry, why she wanted to kill Zheng Yanqing, etc., but when she turned her head, she saw a peaceful sleeping face.

Yes, it was peaceful, and he really fell asleep.

His hands were folded on his abdomen, and the white jade beads on his wrists quietly rose and fell with his breathing, looking extremely regular.

She hadn't seen Lu Jiao's sleeping position before, so she didn't expect it to be like this.

He used to be a light sleeper, but now he actually slept before her. Is this a good phenomenon?

Li Ruoshui breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect his sleeping position to be so normal...

Before this thought could stay in her mind for three seconds, Lu Zhizhi's hand suddenly pressed onto her neck, showing a posture of locking her throat.

"..."

Li Ruoshui struggled for a while and decided not to touch him. He slept so lightly, he probably woke up after a push.

It didn't take long for him to rub over slowly, and the hand that locked her didn't change, but the breath suddenly sprayed on her auricle.

Aside from his strength, this posture is really ambiguous, like a lover whispering close to his ear.

This thought made Li Ruoshui blushed a lot. She tilted her head unconsciously, trying to escape this strange atmosphere.

The hand around her neck became harder and harder, and the atmosphere gradually took on a murderous vibe.

"The road is far away, the road is far away?"

There was no reply, but the strength in his hands was a little less.

Is it like this when he fell asleep?

It's not much better than being awake.

Li Ruoshui took a lot of effort to pull his hand away, but accidentally let him grab his wrist.

His hand grabbed her, and Lu Zhiyao relaxed a little, but the strength in his hand did not decrease at all.

"Sleep so fast."

Couldn't he have slept for even an hour a few days ago?

Li Ruoshui lay on the bed, feeling the strength of his wrist and the breath sprayed on his auricle, he couldn't help sighing.

"I thought wrong before, Zheng Yanqing is still not like you."

"There was someone in his life who loved him, albeit very, very shallowly. And you, none."

Li Ruoshui turned sideways and patted his back, letting him relax slowly.

In the darkness, the girl's voice was low, with a few traces of insolence and helplessness.

"I love him, but I don't seem to be to you. What should I do?"