114 looked at the call prompt on Yan Bai’s phone and said in his heart that it was him.

At this time, who else called its host? Of course, it was Ji Baimo.

"Hey." Yan Bai lowered his eyes and looked at the phone, unable to help but raise his lips, and there was no surprise on his face, so he took the phone.

"Do you miss me?" Ji Baimo's voice on the other end of the phone was sent over, low and dumb, as if he was smiling, extremely moving.

"Think about it~" Yan Bai smiled brightly, sat on the carpet and took out exquisite glassware from under his bed, soaking his eyeballs in transparent formalin solution. They were well preserved, and the emotions conveyed from the pupils of the eyeballs were still clearly visible, fear, fear, and despair, as if he had seen something terrible before his death.

Yan Bai looked at these eyes, but seemed to be enjoying the wonderful works of art. The emotions left behind in her eyes were the best seasoning. She bent her mouth and saw glassware. She stroked the jar with her index finger and then opened her mouth.

"I'm wondering when will you turn you into my collection?"

A collection that she likes the most unique.

"How can you bear to bear it..." Ji Baimo was calm when he heard Yan Bai's words, but instead laughed happier and cheerful. After pausing for a moment, he continued to speak.

"The drama you planned last time was very exciting, so today I want to invite you to watch a scene. Are you interested?"

"I'm interested." Yan Bai spoke.

"Then I'll pick you up tonight."

...

Not long after, Yan's father went upstairs and knocked on the door. His face was not very good, with a little uneasy and a little excited. When he looked at Yan Bai, there was a look of flattery in his eyes.

"It's Baibai, the guest came downstairs to look for you. When did you... know Mr. Ji Baimoji?"

"Mr. Ji?" Yan Bai was a little confused when he heard Yan's father's words. Then he seemed to have thought about it for a while before continuing to speak.

"I had a little familiarity with Mr. Ji at the last banquet."

"Mr. Ji is waiting for you downstairs now. Go down quickly. Don't let Mr. Ji wait for you in a hurry!" Yan's father did not believe it in his heart when he heard Yan Bai's words. He knew how Ji Baimo was, moody, cruel and ruthless, and powerful, which was envious. Before this, he had never heard that Ji Baimo would come to pick someone up in person...

What does this mean? It goes without saying that this is called him, how can he not be excited?

"Okay, Dad, I'll change my clothes before going down." Yan Bai nodded and responded. Then Yan's father brought Yan Bai's door with confidence and went downstairs to entertain Ji Baimo, as if he didn't dare to be negligent.

Yan Bai slowly took out the clothes from the closet and changed them, while 114 consciously blocked his vision. Well, if you peek at the host changing clothes and taking a bath, it might be killed by the host...

After Yan Bai changed her clothes, 114 regained her vision and asked Yan Bai with some confusion.

"Master host, why did Ji Baimo come to you at this time? Didn't he drive to you in the middle of the night?"

"Be good, start the live broadcast." Yan Bai did not explain, bent the corner of his mouth, reached out to touch 114's head, then pushed open the door and walked downstairs.
Chapter completed!