Before Tu Qingya's body could be leaned against Ji Baimo, Ji Baimo inadvertently dodged one side. Ji Baimo frowned. He didn't like other people's touches, and he didn't like being too close to others. This would make him feel uncomfortable. Especially when Tu Qingya just leaned over, he always felt that if he didn't dodge, he would have something big. As for what big thing, he didn't know, but...

Just dodge your body with a very sincere heart.

114 nodded secretly, well, it can be seen that Ji Baimo's desire to survive is still very strong.

"Ah... Ranbai, do you really hate me so much?" Tu Qingya tripped her feet in a little embarrassed manner and fell to the ground. She looked at Ji Baimo with a pitiful look on her face. Tears of pain came out, and she felt a little aggrieved. Just now, Ji Baimo avoided her like she was avoiding the plague.

"I'm just a little scared. Can you get closer to you?" Tu Qingya spoke. Tu Qingya was still very beautiful. The beauty frowned, which was particularly charming, especially because the request she made was not too excessive. It also seemed reasonable in such an environment. I was embarrassed to refuse.

"Get up, we have to go out." Ji Baimo's attitude was cold and did not care about Tu Qingya specifically. He directly skipped Tu Qingya's small request. He bent down and picked up the gun from the dead man on the ground, then reached out to Yan Bai, signaling Yan Bai to hold his hand.

"Come on, hold my hand." Ji Baimo spoke, his voice clear. As he spoke, he looked around and poured the situation on the scene into his eyes. His eyes were dim and he didn't say much.

"Okay, will you protect me?" Yan Bai nodded obediently and even grabbed Ji Baimo's hand. Her hands were much smaller than Ji Baimo's hand. Yan Bai grabbed Ji Baimo's four fingers. The white and tender palm felt very comfortable to touch, with a warm feeling, crossing Ji Baimo's cold fingertips to the heart. This warmth flowed from the fingertips into the heart.

"Yeah." Ji Baimo nodded and walked forward carefully with Yan Bai. Tu Qingya had to get up from the ground and walk over with her. Seeing Ji Baimo holding Yan Bai's hand, her eyes were filled with jealousy and incomprehension. He obviously hated others touching him the most, so why did he still hold a bloody man so naturally. He clearly had a keen insight, but why did he not doubt that little girl at all.

What is she not as good as that little girl? She is worse than that little girl in terms of body shape, and what is she not as good as this little girl of unknown origin in terms of appearance and family background? Tu Qingya bit her lower lip tightly and followed her unwillingly.

The surroundings were quiet and strange. Ji Baimo walked in front. He pushed open the door of this gorgeous room and immediately a foul smell came to his nose. The things in front of him were also presented to the three people. This was a small kitchen with cooking food on the square stove. It was exactly what was contained in the plate before, the baby cut out from the belly of a dead pregnant woman, the dead baby...

The kitchen was extremely smelly, and there was only one chef inside. Maybe he didn't know what was born outside. He was still working diligently, cooking food, floating in the big pot...
Chapter completed!