"What the hell do you want to do!"

Dashiyu's anger finally couldn't control himself and roared at Byrne.

Byrne looked innocent, "What did I not want to do! I was just doing my job in hunting Silang for the royal family."

After hearing this, Dasiyu's eyes turned red again. He leaned against the head of the bed and clenched his hands at Byrne, trying hard to restrain his anger.

Byrne was right. At this time, Dashiyu was wearing long blonde hair and a wide nightgown, which really made people want to bully him, but it also made people feel distressed.

"Don't you just want me, I'll give it to you."

Dashiyu's eyes were scarlet and he pulled open his nightgown belt.

"Duke."

Ye Chi panicked and immediately helped Dasi Yu get his nightgown.

"You go out."

Dasiyu has a tough attitude.

"No, I can't look at you like this to be a fool."

If Ye Chi doesn't leave, he can't watch Dasiyu walk this road.

"I let you go out and you're deaf, right?"

Dasi Yu pointed at the door angrily, furious.

Ye Chi showed a uncomfortable face. He knew that this was not Dasiyu's original intention, because Dasiyu's body was trembling. It was obvious that he was unwilling to do so. But if they lost Silang, it would mean that they could not get the royal family and kill him.

The evidence of Dasi Yu's mother was that they could not overthrow the current royal family, and they failed after ten years of planning.

"Ao~"

Bai Lang ran to the bed worriedly when he heard the noise, looked at Dasiyu who was leaning against the bedside, and then Ye Chi who was holding back his tears.

"Take it away, don't let me repeat it a second time."

Dasiyu looked at it and asked Ye Chi to leave quickly. At least he wanted to make himself more decent when he was in a downturn.

Why didn't Ye Chi know that he endured the discomfort and pulled the white wolf away.

Bai Lang didn't want to leave, so he kept looking back at Dasiyu, but in the end he was pulled out of the room by Ye Chi and brought it to the door.

After Ye Chi left, only Dasiyu and Byrne were left in the room.

Byrne smoked and looked at the weak and helpless Dashiyu without saying anything, and quietly spitting out the cigarette.

Dasiyu felt shame, but he had no choice. Silang could not fall into the hands of the royal family. The royal family would definitely kill Silang to cover up the truth about his mother's real death.

"What kind of gentleman is there now? Isn't this what Byrne wants?"

Dashiyu, who leaned against the bedside, held the quilt tightly with both hands and questioned Byrne angrily.

After hearing this, Byrne laughed and calmly sat down on a chair and stood with his legs, mocking Dasiyu, "The Duke seems to take himself too seriously. You are a rare beauty, but it doesn't mean it's just that.

No one looks better than you. I can get it by just hooking my fingers. Why do I have to look at your face?"

After hearing this, Dasiyu clenched his hand holding the quilt angrily, and was humiliated, and compared him with the Cowherd outside.

"Why are you angry? What I'm telling the truth."

Byrne still had a smile on his face and leaned against the chair and vomited smoke calmly.

Dasiyu forced himself to calm down, knowing that Byrne was just a provocation and wanted to make him angry.

No one knew better than him that Byrn liked him, and he never restrained his eyes when he looked at him.

Dashi Yu took a deep breath and wanted to stab Byrne to death, his anger got up and got out of bed, and stood in front of Byrne.

He knew Byrne had always known that his legs were not broken, so there was no need to pretend to be in front of Byrne.

Byrne looked up at Dasiyu with smoke and could clearly see Dasiyu's anger and hatred that was desperately suppressed. The hand placed beside his thighs tightly clenched and trembled with anger.

The hippie smile on Byrne's face disappeared, replaced by indifference.

Dashiyu did not feel happy at all, nor could he be happy.

Humans are indeed very strange creatures.

Byrne mocked himself and looked at Dasiyu in front of him with cold eyes.

Dasiyu is doing mental construction and has always told himself that he can get back to Silang as long as he follows Byrne. As long as he can take down the royal family's body, he will not let go of anything valuable.

But since he convinced himself like this, there was still a great resistance in his heart. He didn't like men, and it was even more impossible for him to like Byrne. He only felt disgusted when he saw Byrne.

But what if he is disgusted with him? Does he have a choice?

Dasiyu burst into laughter, feeling more and more pitiful.

The next second he turned cold and took the initiative to sit down Byrne's thighs and face Byrne.

Dasiyu sat down on Byrne's face without being happy, his expression became even colder and more fierce, as if he was angry.

Dasiyu didn't understand why Byrne showed such an expression, and he had always had inappropriate thoughts about him.

"Why, do you need me to take the initiative?"

Dasiyu mocked Byrne, pretending to be fine, he reached out to Byrne's clothes to untie.

Byrne held Dasiyu's wrist with a snap, clamped it tightly, and looked at Dasiyu with cold eyes.

Dasiyu, who was in front of him, was indeed the one he thought about day and night, but he never thought it was through this method.

He looked at the beautiful man in front of him, and his hands were shaking very hard, but he kept pretending to be calm.

"Is it me? If someone else gets Silang, you will also want to come back in this way?" Byrne asked Dashiyu without expression.

"As long as the other party is interested in me, what's wrong?"

Dasiyu seems to give up on himself, and also seems to be deliberately angry Byrne.

Sure enough, Byrne's eyes turned off instantly after hearing this, revealing a terrible murderous face.

"As long as you give me Cyron, you can do whatever you want." Dashiyu looked directly at Byrne.

Byrne suddenly laughed, full of sarcasm.
Chapter completed!