Yan Bai looked at Yan Shiliang in front of him with a faint smile, and inexplicably with a cool feeling, sweeping Yan Shiliang's whole body. His pupils contracted, and he didn't understand what Yan Bai meant, what was the two of them who went to the cemetery that day, and why did he suspect Ji Baimo? Isn't this very obvious? Only Ji Baimo can do such a vicious thing. The man probably didn't mind having more blood on his hands.

Do you want to make him doubt his sister Yan Bai?

Yan Shiliang looked at Yan Bai in front of him. Her face was white and she sat on the swing. She was wearing a black gauze skirt and a white fox fur shawl on her shoulders. Her eyes were pitch black and lively, clean and pure. Her hands with gloves gently grabbed the swing. The swing was swaying slightly, and the breeze slowly drifted her black. The beauty was like an elf, a flawless angel. How could such a person be involved in blood?

"Baibai, no one will doubt you, it's impossible." Yan Shiliang shook his head, it's impossible.

"Brother said he believed in you, so he would never doubt you. Besides... you can't do such a thing." Yan Shiliang strongly denied it.

"Puchi..." Yan Bai heard Yan Shiliang's words and smiled on her face. She slowly walked down from the swing. Looking at Yan Shiliang in front of her, she seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. Looking at Yan Shiliang's eyes, Yan Bai saw madness from these swollen eyes. It was tortured by pathological love that could not be obtained. People's emotions are very fragile. They can't bear the joy and sorrow in front of them. Yan Shiliang in front of them...

"Brother Shiliang." Yan Bai looked at Yan Shiliang in front of him, and her hands gently brushed through Yan Shiliang's eyes, with a bright light in her eyes, and she slowly spoke.

"If I were the murderer, would Brother Shiliang protect me?"

Although there was a layer of fabric, Yan Shiliang still felt the cold feeling conveyed by this hand. He even vaguely had an illusion that these hands wanted to pluck out his eyes from his sockets, as if this was a good toy.

This feeling made Yan Shiliang shudder.

"Brother Shiliang likes Baibai, right?" Yan Bai's voice slowly flowed out, and she curled the corners of her lips. At this moment, she seemed to have become a demon good at bewitching people's hearts, and could summon all the emotions and subconsciousness in the heart. Her pure eyes were gloomy and treacherous, as dark as day and night.

Her voice was induced by successive sequels, as if it was the devil in Yan Shiliang's heart.

"Baibai, don't joke like this with your brother." Yan Shiliang was a little disbelief, but for some reason, his skin on his body became tense at this moment, and his hair stood up one by one.

"What is Brother Shiliang talking about? Doesn't Brother Shiliang believe Baibai?" Yan Bai listened to Yan Shiliang's words, with a little aggrieved on his face, pursed his lips, his eyelashes trembled gently, his eyes fell on Yan Shiliang's face, and then he spoke again.

"Is it fake that Brother Shiliang said that he likes me? If I were the murderer, would my brother not want to protect me?"
Chapter completed!