But before she could lie down, she was suddenly pulled back by someone. The handsome and innocent face approached again, and her dark eyes stared at her eyes without a moment, "I am really not drunk."

Su Miao, “………”

She frowned, "Okay, I get it." Drunk people usually don't like others saying they are drunk, "Then can I sleep now?"

Di Beiyu pursed his lips, "You last night..." He looked at her intently, "Has he had a nightmare?"

So her face looks so ugly today, as if the wind will fall down.

"how?"

Su Miao sneered, "Now, it's not just where I am, do you even care about what dream I have?"

Di Beiyu stared at her for a while, then suddenly stood up. Just when Su Miao thought he was about to leave, he saw the man holding her clothes and walking back in front of her, saying unanswerable: "Put on."

Su Miao frowned, "What the hell do you want to do?" She grabbed her hair irritably, "It's because I have a bad attitude during the day, so you want me to sleep at night, right?"

"Did you sleep peacefully just now?"

"...I'm sorry I was wrong. It's too late now. Please stop making trouble?"

“Put on.”

"Do you know what time is now?"

"I'll take you to see your grandmother."

“………”

Su Miao's voice came to an abrupt end and he suddenly looked into his eyes.

She tried to find a trace of lying from it, but... there was no.

The man is obviously drunk, but he seems to be particularly sober.

Su Miao was silent for a long time, "Are you crazy?"

Di Beiyu narrowed his eyes and withdrew his gaze, directly wrapped the layers of clothes on her, and finally put the fox fur cloak on her, and pulled her stiff body and walked out.

…………

Su family.

Strictly speaking, this is not actually the Su family in the past - although the assassin incident was not true, Su Mingyuan actually did a lot of evil. Therefore, the prime minister's mansion has been circulated, and they lived in an ordinary house at this time.

Su Miao stood on the roof and let the cold wind blow across her cheeks.

Looking at the old woman sleeping on the big bed in the room under the uncovered rubble, Su Miao's expression was dull and almost dull.

"Your grandmother is not dead."

"The one on the execution ground is just a death row prisoner who was executed after the autumn."

It's right that he wanted her to come back, he didn't care that human life, and even Mrs. Su was never good to her. But if he killed her grandmother in front of her - and died because of her, would she still let go and come back?

Obviously, not.

So he wouldn't do that either.

Di Beiyu turned around and looked at her trembling eyelashes, raised her hand unconsciously, and then suddenly fell in the air, only touching the woman's long hair blown by the wind, "Come down to see?"

Su Miao shook his head instinctively, "No need."

Just know that people are still alive.

No one died because of her, that's good.

Su Miao closed her eyes, and a feeling of unspeakable sourness suddenly surged in her eyes, but her body, which was always tense, finally relaxed a little.

The next second, she was hugged, "I don't touch them, no matter whether it is your evil father or your mother who only looks pure and innocent, I don't touch them."

Perhaps it was because of drinking, or because the wind was too noisy, the man's low voice became more and more hoarse, "Don't think about running away again, okay?"

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Chapter completed!