Chapter 2007 Sir, please get a rose tattoo 48

“Yes.” Su Yingjiao smiled sweetly, speaking without any restraint: “I like being kept under your control.”

As the car stopped and she turned around, Si Jin saw light in his eyes.

To him, the prison cell that would frighten ordinary people was like a safe house.

The tighter the lock, the stronger the possessiveness, and the greater the sense of security.

……sense of security?

yes.

Si Jin's pupils lit up, as if she suddenly understood something and her mind cleared.

Did Xiao Tianjun do this because he lacked a sense of security, and... was he insecure?

For Xiao Jun, he was the white moonlight he had secretly loved for many years, the god who saved him, and the mentor who raised him.

That's why they were so careful, not daring to make the slightest mistake.

Upon reflection, he realized that his interactions with the original source of the abyss during this time were actually less comfortable than when they were in the smaller plane.

He didn't take it to heart at first, thinking it was just because they weren't familiar with each other or hadn't spent much time together.

But it turns out...

Si Jin let out a breath, still pondering what she should do as she entered the room.

Love cannot be one where one party is high and mighty, while the other is humble to the point of being insignificant.

All emotions only have meaning when they are reciprocated.

… …

After dinner, Su Linyuan hugged him again and acted coquettishly, refusing to let go.

But what he said was cautious: "I made a mistake today."

"What's wrong?"

"I killed my father," he murmured, his weak voice filled with obvious panic.

It wasn't that he was terrified of killing someone, but rather that he was terrified of Jinjin's anger.

He said, "I was prepared to die together with the kidnapper, but I was afraid I wouldn't be able to continue torturing him to get revenge, so I..."

"Don't be angry. If it really doesn't work, I'll go squat..."

Before he could finish speaking, Si Jin covered his mouth to stop him.

"It's nothing, just revenge. I'll keep it a secret for you," he said. "This is a one-time thing, and it won't happen again."

"Thank you, brother." Su Linyuan lowered his head, in a good mood, and rubbed against his neck again.

Just as he was about to get up to destroy the evidence, he heard Si Jin say, "Recite the criminal law three times from memory and hand it to me. I will write it by hand."

"Huh? Ouch!"

The little yandere gave a muffled reply, and after coaxing Si Jin back to the bedroom, she quickly cleaned up the dishes and opened the underground storage room.

He found several bottles of reagents and slowly poured them onto the corpse.

Everything, including the bloodstains, was destroyed without a trace.

As I washed my hands after leaving the warehouse, I suddenly remembered that I had put something in the bedroom.

It's that black gift box with the subtle rose pattern!

Inside were a cheongsam, a wedding ring, and... a suicide note.

He didn't know if he would survive this rescue mission.

But he was selfish; he wanted Jinjin to love only him.

Even in death, he wanted to remain the irreplaceable white moonlight in Jinjin's life.

Therefore, his wedding ring was beautifully made, and his suicide note was heartbreaking.

If he were to die, it would have a very impactful effect, but right now it seems... incredibly stupid and foolish!

Su Linyuan realized the seriousness of the situation and quickly dried his hands before rushing into the bedroom.

I'm hoping Si Jin hasn't opened the box yet.

However, upon opening the door, she saw the dignified lawyer leaning against the bed, dressed in a cheongsam.

Like the gift box, the cheongsam has the same black background and dark red rose pattern. The waist is cinched just right, and most importantly, there is a straight slit at the collarbone.

You can just see that faintly visible rose tattoo.

Frameless glasses hung on the high bridge of his nose, and a gold chain swayed irregularly with his movements.

She was leaning against the bedside, using the hand with the wedding ring to light the silver lighter.

They burned the unopened suicide note.