This sentence was obviously for Ji Baimo to listen to. Yan Bai didn't seem to care whether Ji Baimo heard it. She turned around, wrapped her abdomen and bandages on her hands again, and simply treated the wound, put on her coat, Yan Bai pushed open the door and left the Ji family.

114 With a worry and excitement, he hovered around Yan Bai.

After Yan Bai left, the room seemed to lose popularity. The casserole on the kitchen stove was still stuffed with a low fire. The fragrance blew into the hall. Ji Baimo lay on the sand of the hall. His eyes, which should have been closed, suddenly opened. In the darkness, Ji Baimo's amber eyes turned strangely, and he stretched out his hand.

"Bang..." The light switch in the living room was turned on, and it was bright.

Ji Baimo's eyes were clear and there was no sleepiness. He lifted the blanket on his body and felt the remaining warmth on his side. He curled the corners of his lips. He stood up and put on the glasses on the table again, looking gentle and humble. There was an unidentified emotion in his eyes. He lowered his eyes and took out his cell phone from his arms. Now the cell phone is an interface of a map, with a light spot moving quickly.

"How can I rest assured that you will leave me."

Ji Baimo stared at the moving spot on his phone, pressed out the light of his phone with his hand, walked slowly to the kitchen, turned off the fire on the kitchen stove, and went out immediately following Yan Bai's footsteps.

The villa was completely in a dead silence.

...

Yan Shiliang held his cell phone nervously and saw that it had been read on it. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. He deliberately sent a text message to Yan Bai and told her what Yan Li's situation is now, and Yan Li's life was in his hands.

Now only he can save Yan Li, and Yan Li has entered their trap. As long as... as long as Yan Bai is willing to plead with him or return to his side, he will definitely find a way to make Yan Li survive and leave his life.

"Ahem..." Yan Li knelt on one knee on the ground, with a blood hole in his knee, and it was bleeding constantly. Obviously, his leg was injured. Blood was leaking from the corner of Yan Li's mouth, and many holes were broken on his cheeks. He was staring at the person in front of him. He was injured, and he was not seriously injured. But no matter what the situation was, from beginning to end, Yan Li held a white urn tightly in his arms, fearing that it would be destroyed.

With one hand on the ground, Yan Li hugged the urn in his arms, and surrounded by people who wanted to put him to death. There were only a few people on the surface, and the location here was remote. If there were no unexpected situations, Yan Li would definitely die.

"Don't be afraid, I... won't hurt you anymore." Yan Li lowered his eyes and looked at the urn in his arms. His eyes were still gentle and there was no fear at all, as if in the current scene, for him, he was not worried about his life, but more concerned about the urn in his arms.

"Tsk, Yan Li, I didn't expect that you are such a great love saint, a kind of infatuated person." Liu Yingli looked at Yan Li with pity and sarcasm in his eyes. Seeing this situation, Yan Li basically had no choice but to run away, and he was not in a hurry to kill Yan Li.
Chapter completed!