Perhaps when I just saw Ji Baimo and Yan Bai's appearance, the vigilance that arose in my heart unconsciously turned into contempt. In such a scene, people who can still talk about love can be so powerful. They are so stupid that they cannot even judge whether they are safe or dangerous. They only focus on love between men and women, even if they achieve success, they will still be there. But now the knife inserted in his abdomen clearly proves to him.

The two in front of him were not good people. Ji Baimo smiled slightly. His eyes hidden under the golden wire-framed glasses were still extremely gentle. There was no change from beginning to end. It seemed that he had given his back wholeheartedly to Yan Bai. He did not feel something was born behind him. The clothes on his back were wet with blood. His bright red lips raised, and with a bit of charming curve, he took out a white cloth towel from his pocket, and then soaked the cloth towel with alcohol, and grabbed Yan Bai's hand holding the knife in his palm.

"Look, it's dirty again." The movement is elegant and exquisite.

Ji Baimo's voice was gentle. He didn't look back at anyone who was about to slash him with a knife. Instead, he focused on wiping the blood on Yan Bai's hands. He didn't like any filth on Yan Bai's hands. Other people's blood stained on Yan Bai's hands, making him feel very uncomfortable, just like his beloved thing, leaving traces left by someone touching them, so he wanted to remove all these traces.

Yan Bai's hands were not dirty at all. After Ji Baimo wiped them, the blood stains on them were removed, and the white and tender palms were held in the palm of Ji Baimo.

"Look, it's clean." Ji Baimo pinched Yan Bai's hand, lowered his head and gently kissed Yan Bai's back, as if he wanted to leave his own mark on it. After erasing all the traces of everyone, he only imprinted his own mark, and was full of possessiveness.

"..." The middle-aged man lying on the ground had a knife in his abdomen. The pain was unbearable. He covered his abdomen with blood flowing from the air and did not dare to pull out the knife. The pain made his head unable to think at all. He could only take a little thought. This knife must not be pulled out. If he could not get treatment in a short time, he would die if he could not get it out. His forehead was covered with cold sweat and his eyes were red. He seemed to be ready to die clearly, and he was ready to die. However, he did not expect that Yan Bai and Ji Baimo did not look at him in front of him.

"???" The expression of perseverance on the middle-aged man's face of death gradually turned into surprise and dissatisfaction. At least respect his identity and what he had just done. What happened to these two people? Why didn't they follow the ordinary way at all? Don't you want to know what he is here to do, don't want to get something out of him, don't want to...

"Mo Mo, look, our prey is hooked." Yan Bai didn't care. She stood up and spoke softly, looking at the middle-aged man who was lying on the ground and could not walk because of his serious injury. Yan Bai's pierced it by accident, and directly pierced the man's abdomen without death, but after being dragged for a long time, he basically couldn't survive.

Yan Bai looked at the middle-aged man on the ground, with his lips curled up, his almond eyes slightly opened, and his dark pupils were printed with the man's pain. Her voice was soft and she spoke in a playful tone.
Chapter completed!