The moment the bathroom opened, the mist was swept by, and a faint mist steam came to her face. Yan Bai stood at the entrance of the bathroom. Her face was very red, and her skin was as white as a peeled egg. Now the black long and wet sticking to her body, dripping water dripping to the ground. Her clothes were soaked, wearing only a thin piece of clothes. Now that she was stained with water, she was stuck to her body, and she could almost see the curve of her figure.

Although Yan Bai's figure is nothing to see now, with short arms and short legs and chest spreading flat, her eyes were a little hazy, and with the smoke around her, she looked even more confused and confused. Now she was standing next to the bathroom door frame, leaning against the door frame, she stuck out her tongue, and her pink tongue licked her dry lips.

He looked drunk, hazy and confused, like a little white rabbit.

Obviously, Yan Bai didn’t know what he had given birth to, nor did he know how weird and depressing the atmosphere on the scene was now.

Mu Fan looked like he had expected this, sitting in place, towering and motionless. He lowered his eyes, and his eyes were dark. He was still unwilling to accept that he could only do this, so... he wanted to do something, something that was misunderstood enough.

Almost at the moment when Yan Bai came out, Ji Baimo's smile on the corner of his lips became more and more intoxicating. He let go of his hand and turned to look at Yan Bai who was standing at the bathroom door. His eyes were full of tenderness and doting. He did not ask why Yan Bai was here, nor did he ask why Yan Bai was wet in the bathroom, but he just walked towards Yan Bai.

He took off his coat, gently covered Yan Bai's body, wrapped Yan Bai tightly, wrapped it around him, slowly curled the broken side of Yan Bai's cheeks. He lowered his head and gently kissed the small wet broken strand with warm hot water on it. Ji Baimo lowered his eyes and reached out to touch Yan Bai's head. The corners of his red lips remained in an upward curve from beginning to end. He spoke carefully.

"Baibai, I was wrong, okay? Look..." Ji Baimo called 114 and took out something from 114, a box stained with blood. He opened the box. It was a doll I gave to Yan Bai before. It was originally fragmented, but now it has been pieced together, but some traces can still be seen, such as the mottled and dried blood on it. For example, the doll's body couldn't stand the cracking of the moment the box was opened.

"I brought it. You like it very much, and you will definitely not throw it away, right?" Ji Baimo's voice was as gentle as jade. He asked Yan Bai. His words seemed to have another meaning in his words. He stared at Yan Bai, waiting for Yan Bai's answer. Ji Baimo carefully hugged the person in his arms, as if he was afraid that this person would disappear again, and his hands were tightly locked.

"So Baibai is hiding here. I've found you, so the game is over and we won't play anymore." Ji Baimo closed his eyes.

Yan Bai seemed to have heard Ji Baimo's words. She raised her eyes and looked at Ji Baimo and blinked her eyes. Her dark pupils were now foggy. She pursed her lips and reached out to knock over the small gift box in Ji Baimo's hand, and the thing rolled to the ground again.

"I hate Mo Mo the most."
Chapter completed!