The Newlywed's Sweet Honey: Husband, Pamper Me to the Bone!-Chapter 964: Kill Him (8)

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.

Mu Yiliang sat in front of the dressing table, opened the drawer, and saw the fruit knife wrapped in tissue paper.

She took the fruit knife in her hand, thrusting it into the air a few times, changing the angle of thrust.

Hearing the water stop, she quickly hid the fruit knife.

Yan Sijue walked out of the bathroom, softly saying, "Yiliang, help me dry my hair."

"Hmm, I’m coming." She responded, stood up, and walked toward him.

The man was only wearing a towel around his waist, his naked upper body strong and muscular, with a few light scars that did not detract from his attractiveness but added a certain allure.

Mu Yiliang stared blankly, her face strangely turning red.

Yan Sijue saw her silly expression, as if she had never seen his body before, feeling amused yet affectionate.

"Come here." He smiled and reached out to her.

Mu Yiliang woke up from her daze, continuing to walk toward him, though her gaze was somewhat wandering.

The man sat on the edge of the bed, handed her the towel, and Mu Yiliang took it, leaning over to dry his hair.

But this motion exposed the gentle rise and fall of her chest to Yan Sijue’s eyes.

The man stared intently at her chest, his breathing gradually becoming a bit hurried. Mu Yiliang sensed something was wrong, looked down, and met his heated gaze, her face instantly turned beet red!

She quickly grabbed her collar: "What... what are you looking at?"

Yan Sijue sighed regretfully and chuckled softly: "What do you think?"

Mu Yiliang bit her lip in anger, simply climbed onto the bed, and continued drying his hair from behind.

She thought that this man was really too much! He actually peeked at her! She indeed should kill him.

However, thinking of his lustful gaze, she felt her own breath becoming a bit rushed.

Finally finished drying his hair, Yan Sijue took out a bottle of essential oil, his voice hoarse: "Help me apply it to my body."

Mu Yiliang’s eyes widened!

He looked at her with a smile: "Can’t do it?"

"No... of course I can." She stammered as she took the bottle of essential oil, "You lie down first, I’ll be right there."

She got off the bed and walked to the dressing table, looked back to see the man already lying face down on the bed, idly flipping through a book.

Her hand involuntarily reached into the drawer, hiding the fruit knife on herself before returning to the bed.

The man’s shoulders and back were sturdy and attractive, she poured some essential oil into her palms, rubbed them forcefully, then applied it to his body.

Only upon touching did she realize his back was also covered in scars, intertwined, stirring an involuntary sympathy in her heart.

Mu Yiliang suddenly felt that the knife hidden in her bosom had become scorching.

Yet, such a good opportunity...

He exposed his unguarded back to her, if she didn’t seize this opportunity to kill him, wouldn’t it waste such a good chance!

Thinking of this, Mu Yiliang ultimately took the fruit knife out from her bosom, grasping the handle with her right hand, her left hand still massaging his back.

She quickly found the place where the man’s heart was.

Yes, right here!

She pressed her lips, aimed the tip of the knife at that spot, and took a deep breath.

A single thrust would end it all!

She fiercely thought, the knife tip unknowingly had already touched his skin.

The man had his eyes closed, seemingly still completely unaware.

Mu Yiliang’s hand began to tremble unknowingly. Clearly knowing that it only took one stab, but why did her hand start trembling, her strength starting to wane, unable to stab it down?