Destined, my world is only you.

——Mo Chen

Mo Chen leaned lazily on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his slender and fair hands. The crimson liquid looked particularly dazzling, like blood. With a light wave, the crimson liquid leaned to one side, as if blood was spraying out.

The hands with distinct joints rubbed the pictures of the sweet smile of dyed white, and the narrow peach blossoms were deeply charming and charming.

“Danyan…”

The thin lips reveal a gentle, lingering and sad feeling, and I slowly chew these two words.

Suddenly, Mo Chen felt a torn pain in his heart.

Mo Chen's expression did not change at all, but his lips were a little white.

Her thin lips were pursed, and a gentle and harmless smile was still on her face.

Heart hurts?

Why, I feel distressed?

The light in Mo Chen's eyes gradually became deeper, and just now, he seemed to feel a feeling of loss.

Lost, what?

Mo Chen suddenly got up, picked up his suit and walked out the door.

He wanted to know where the Ranran is now?

Mo Chen walked to the villa with ease.

What caught my eye was the pure and harmless face.

However, Mo Chen felt that the blood in his body was getting cold.

She is not her.

"Say, where is Ranran?"

Mo Chen had a faint and elegant smile on his face, and his voice was still gentle and affectionate, but it gave people a creepy feeling. The slender and dense eye feathers covered the dullness and gloom in the dark eyes.

The slender and jade-like hands pinched Ye Bai's neck tightly and printed a deep red mark.

Ye Bai's face turned red, and he felt that his whole body was about to suffocate. His hands struggled hard, trying to break free, and said intermittently,

"I, I, is... Ranran, ah."

Mo Chen's expression was gentle and looked at his familiar and unfamiliar face in front of him. His thin lips brought a gentle and elegant smile.

His destiny is a unique existence. How can someone else's existence destiny her?

The slender hands tightly clasped the neck of the person in front of him, and the cold sound hidden a fatal danger.

"Lie to me? Ranran, where is she?"

Mo Chen looked at Ye Bai very stubbornly, and his dark eyes were filled with bloodthirsty and violent sinisterness.

Where is his defilement?

Where did his fate go?

Who took away his Ranran?

"I, I, didn't... lie to you..."

Ye Bai squeezed a few words out of his throat intermittently. He felt that the shadow of death was so close to her.

Mo Chen's thin lips brought a gloomy smile,

No, no one can replace her.

She is the only, unique existence.

The hands with distinct joints cut off Ye Bai's neck.

Ye Bai felt his life passing by little by little until he died. A cool and gloomy voice sounded in his ears, like a devil's murmur, causing Ye Bai's body to tremble slightly, fearing! Great fear!

"How can you get involved in her existence? There will be no one in this world who can replace her."

Mo Chen looked at the dead Ye Bai,

The face that is familiar to the bones is the soul that is unfamiliar to the bones.

There was a cold and sick smile on the corner of Mo Chen's lips, and a pair of slender and jade-like hands rubbed Ye Bai's face.

"Ran Ran, don't worry, I will definitely preserve this body. No one can get involved in your existence."

His voice is still as gentle as jade, but it contains the storm-like bloodthirsty.

——

Slowly make your beautiful body into the most perfect human specimen, and an ice coffin made with countless supernatural abilities.

This body lies quietly inside, with a peaceful expression like a sleeping beauty.

Mo Chen stared at the person lying in the ice coffin with a dark gaze. His thin lips held a sick smile, and his voice seemed to be muttering to himself.
Chapter completed!