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Chapter 429 The Sick Young Master's Weightlifting Goblin (38)

His voice was deep and cold, his eyes were cloudy, and there was obvious hostility between his brows, as if he wanted to smash the woman in front of him to pieces immediately.

Tu Zhimeng smelled danger, and the pain in her chin made her wrinkle her face, her body trembled slightly, a sense of fear welled up, but in just that moment, she regained her composure.

She broke free from Lu Yu's hand, pushed it away, and leaned lazily against the wall, her red lips slightly curved into a gorgeous arc, revealing two shallow dimples, with a girlish sweetness in her elegance, The beautiful apricot eyes do not have any emotion, they are very flat.

"It's you who want to die, not me. What? Are you afraid that you will be alone for a while and want to drag me to be buried with you?"

Her voice is delicate and soft, with a charm that captures people's hearts, but she is not frivolous. Her eyes are very light, but they are like a pool of clear water. The spring breeze blows, causing a pool of ripples, making people unable to look away.

Anyone would be seduced by such a gesture, but the one standing in front of her at this time is not someone else, but Lu Yu.

The man who was cheated by her, who had been looking for her for four years, wanted to die with her, and hated her to the core.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect or what, Lu Yu read a trace of contempt, disdain and sarcasm from Tu Zhimeng's airy tone, especially her slightly hooked lips, and the smile in her eyes, in Lu Yu's eyes, it seemed like a So disgusting.

He was silent for a while, and the temperature around him dropped to the extreme, just like the calm before the storm.

"Hahahahaha..."

Suddenly, the man raised his head and laughed, his thin lips were full of contempt, his voice was terribly cold, his slender fingers loosened the tie around his neck, and then he looked at Tu Zhimeng with even more gloomy eyes.

He turned around, walked to the table, poured a glass of water, and drank it down.

Tu Zhimeng frowned, somewhat unable to understand his behavior.

Could it be that he was thirsty?
Just when she stood there in a daze, watching Lu Yu drink water stupidly, she heard the glass fall to the corner of the table with a bang, and the pieces of broken glass shattered all over the floor, and one piece was held tightly in Lu Yu's palm. Bright red blood flowed down the glass.

Tu Zhimeng trembled in fright.

Mom...

what is this for...

Don't, don't come here! TAT
A certain mouse was scared, and the arrogance just disappeared, and his bright eyes were fixed on the approaching Lu Yu and the broken glass in his hand.

Then Lu Yu pushed her against the wall again, supporting the wall with one hand, and holding the broken glass against Tu Zhimeng's neck with the other.

With just a slight movement, Tu Zhimeng could feel the sharpness of her neck.

"You promised me back then that you would leave this world with me, how could you lie to me?"

Lu Yu's handsome face was infinitely magnified, so big that Tu Zhimeng could see his own shadow in his eyes, and his voice came to his ears, obviously not high-pitched, but extremely sharp and cold.

The thin face is the same as it was four years ago, there is no change, but it has matured over time.

"You said it all, it was a lie to you, how could you really die with a lunatic like you?" Tu Zhimeng suddenly stood up straight, as if she had made up her mind, she raised her eyelashes and straightened her eyes. Looking at Lu Yu.

She is gambling.

Betting that Lu Yu would not really kill her.

Lu Yu lowered his eyes, smiled lowly, as if mocking himself, and repeated: "Oh, madman."

Afterwards, the glass piece in his hand got closer, directly cutting through the snow-white skin on Tu Zhimeng's neck.

(End of this chapter)