"If I didn't let my princess call you brother-in-law, then you would be loving to my princess, wouldn't it be better if you don't have time to see anyone."

Seid, who was kicked, was not angry and looked at Byrne on the sofa with provocative grudges. He had to repay the grudge of handcuffs.

Dashiyu, who was inexplicably caught fire, looked up at Saidi, looking at him without a blink of an eye, without any expression, but it could be seen that he was unhappy and quarreled, why did he get involved with him?

Saidyu was looked at by Dasiyu a little guilty, after all, it was Taradasiyu who went into the water.

Although he hated Byrne's mouth, he did not reject Byrne as his brother-in-law.

One, Byrne is very powerful, two, Byrne is very protective of his son, three, although Byrne is a lunatic, he is only crazy to the enemy and is a good person.

"Since your brother has said that, we can't lose face. Come and show them one."

Byrne slapped Dashiyu on his thigh with a smile, let Dashiyu sit over.

It would be strange if Dasiyu could sit on Byrne's thighs. He frowned and looked at Byrne. He knew that Seid's words were not true, but he was still addicted to playing.

Byrne naturally knew that Dasiyu would not agree, so he smiled and smoked in a good mood.

"You should first calm down your retainers. If you need personnel, tell me, I still have some people."

Byrne put away his inappropriateness and said to Shen Xunsai.

"I will do whatever the king has to do. Don't alert the snake." Byrne, who had spitted a cigarette, continued.

Saidi and Dashiyu clenched their fists and refused to speak when they heard the words King. Their faces were full of anger.

Byrne had already told them that the king wanted to use the queen to deal with them. Although he failed this time, he would definitely not give up and would deal with them again sooner or later.

"You don't leave the Duke's Mansion soon, it's not safe outside."

Byrne looked at Seid's advice and slowly exhaled white smoke. His tone didn't fluctuate much, but it sounded very serious.

"Now you take back the dominance from your mother's side, the king must have known that he will not allow things to escape from his control, beware of him stuttering you." Byrne reminded again.

Seidi kept clenching his fists tightly and not speaking, but nodding, his eyes still not diminished.

He hated the loving and righteous father, as if they were not his own sons, and he didn't care or ask or talk to them, and now he still wished they all died.

"Since we are not needed, why are we born? Why?"

Said clenched his fists with anger, and was already so angry that he was trembling.

He could not find the answer when Dasiyu buried his head and didn't say anything.

Before his mother passed away, he thought his father was just cold-hearted and disliked to speak.

Only after his mother passed away did he realize how outrageous he was wrong. His father was not interested in talking. He was disdainful of talking to him. He was so cold-blooded that he wanted to get rid of him and let him disappear in this world immediately.

"That kind of person is not worthy of being a father."

Saidi left angrily and slammed the door.

The study room was instantly silent and the atmosphere was depressing.

Shen Zi sighed and pinched his eyebrows. Every time Saidi encountered the king's affairs, he would easily lose control and lose his mind.

"I will handle his affairs well, so you should pay attention."

Shen Zi left this for Byrne and walked out of the study room and brought it to the door with slightest hand.

Only Byrne and Dasiyu were left in the study and became quieter. Neither of them spoke. One was quietly spitting out cigarettes, the other bowed his head and bit his lips hard, trying hard to restrain his anger.

After smoking the cigarette in his hand, Byrne reached out to extinguish the ashtray on the coffee table, and slowly exhaled his last breath of smoke.

After that, he leaned back on the sofa, took Dasiyu's hand, and spread Dasiyu's clenched fist. In an instant, what caught his eyes were the nail marks all over the palm of his palm, which were already blue and purple.

"That kind of person is not worthy of your anger."

Byrne rubbed Dasiyu's palm as he said.

Dasiyu didn't say anything, trying to pull back his hand, but Byrne grabbed it so tightly that he couldn't break free.

"I'll cut off his head and sit on you as a stool."

Byrne continued to rub Dashiyu's hands and blew, domineering but gentle.

"I still think it's dirty."

Dasiyu's voice was cold and disgusting.

Byrne laughed at this and rubbed Dasiyu's palm with his hands, "It was my negligence. That kind of person's head is not worthy of putting shoes on their Duke, let alone letting you sit on your head."

Dasiyu looked at Dasiyu in confusion when he heard this. Why did he say that his father is still the king now? Byrne is really not afraid of him?

When he noticed that Dasi Yu's eyes fell on him, Byrne raised his head and faced Dasi Yu's eyes.

He asked Dashiyu with a smile, "Does the Duke think what I just said is coaxing you?"

"You're not the kind of person who speaks big."

Dasiyu's voice was calm but sure, and he pulled his hand out of Byrne's palm without moving, and held the other hand up and squeezed it tightly.

I don’t know if Byrne’s body temperature is too high, and there is still a temperature left on the part where Byrne rubbed, and it cannot be dissipated for a long time.

Byrne did not notice Dasi Yu's action, leaned against the sofa and looked at Dasi Yu's cheek with a smile and asked, "Don't the Duke trust me so much?"

"If you don't want me to believe you, then I will cooperate with you and don't."

Dasiyu's tone was calm, and he picked up the juice from the coffee table and drank it quietly. His long golden hair fell silky along his shoulders to his chest, blocking Dasiyu's face.

Byrne reached out to put Dashiyu's hair behind his ears without thinking, revealing his pretty fair face.

Dasiyu's body stiffened for a moment, probably because he was scared.

Byrne also noticed it and withdrew his hand.

He lit a cigarette and leaned against the sofa to see out the window. The smoke in his mouth was spitting out quickly, not looking at Dasiyu.

Dashi Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the juice in his hand without saying anything. He didn't hate Byrne to touch him, but Byrne's actions were too natural and he was a little scared.

"Sorry, you shouldn't have touched you without your consent."

Byrne suddenly apologized and kept looking out the window with smoke.

Dasi Yu thought he had heard it wrong and was stunned.

Byrne would not force him, but he would not apologize easily.

He looked up at Byrne, wanting to see what Byrne's expression was at this time, but all he saw was Byrne's side face spitting smoke.

Byrne's eyes pulled back from the window, turned his head and met Dashiyu's eyes, without saying a word.

As he looked at it, his eyes fell on Dasiyu's lips, and he was stunning.

He kissed Dasiyu several times, and his feelings were different each time, but it made him feel moved.

After hesitating for a while, Byrne raised his hand and stroked Dasi Yu's lips. He sometimes used force and sometimes soft, and his eyes were stuck to Dasi Yu's lips, and he couldn't move them away.
Chapter completed!