"Miss, our knives are sold in sets, because you need to have a clear division of labor for domestic knives. Otherwise, the knives are not good. I suggest you buy them in sets."

Ye Fei gently extended her index finger and gently touched it along the blade. A strange light flashed in her eyes.

Ye Fei's actions made the shop assistant tremble. She said anxiously, "Miss, the blade of the knife is very sharp. I suggest you don't touch it with your fingers."

Ye Fei felt the tip of the knife from the handle to the end, then took back her hand and said to her, "I want this one."

"Miss, our knives are sold in groups. If you want to buy a single one, you can..."

Ye Fei didn't talk nonsense with her. She directly threw down a pile of money, turned around and left. She put the knife in her satchel while walking.

Looking at this scene, the shop assistant felt a little frightened. Some even doubted that the beautiful and excessive woman would be a psychopath, and whether the knife would become a murder weapon?

When ye Fei went home, she hid the dagger under the pillow.

Until the evening, as usual, she and the kitchen prepared some dinner for Su Mohan. Su Mohan sat at the table and looked at her. Ye Fei laughed at him: "what do you think I do?"

Su Mo Han smiles and doesn't speak, but the more worried he is.

These days, he can clearly feel that the breath on her body is becoming more and more wrong, and the whole person is somewhat sluggish and lack of spirituality. Although his attitude towards him is as gentle as ever, he can clearly feel that her eyes towards him are becoming colder and colder, and even hard and indifferent.

He didn't act all the time, just because he wanted to see what jinmani wanted to do. After all, he had not figured out what jinmani wanted to do before.

Now he can basically judge that jinmani is trying to kill her with Ye Fei's hand, but he doesn't know what kind of handle jinmani took to make ye Fei meet her.

Now, he is worried that his actions are too big to scare the snake, so he has not been afraid to make rash moves.

After dinner, Su Mo Han plays the record and intends to play some soft music to slow down some of Ye Fei's irritability. Ye Fei has been waiting for him very quietly.

Until 10:30, ye Fei saw the man sitting at the table still, she finally couldn't help but say, "don't you sleep?"

"A little more."

"You've been sleeping late lately." Ye Fei opened her mouth with some grievances.

Su Mo Han looks up at her, is on a pair of affectionate eyes, eyes slightly dark.

Ye Fei smiles at him and says, "Su Mo Han, are you not going to want me?"

He frowned slightly, got up and went to her, turned over and pressed her under his body, put his big hand into her lapel, and gently kissed her neck socket and said, "miss me?"

Reaching around him, ye Fei whispered: "I want to."

"Honey on your mouth today?"

Ye Fei chuckled, Su Mo Han leaned over to pick up her soft lip, and whispered, "I'll know it by tasting it."

Dim night, the room slowly flowing soft ancient music, moonlight through the curtain sprinkled all over the floor, the room gradually rise a piece of ambiguous atmosphere.

Ye Fei closed her eyes, oblivious to bear his kiss, from time to time put out her tongue to tease, two legs on his waist, compared with the past shy, appears particularly warm.