How can such a person defile him and the white air here?

The strong murderous intent made Shuoran's movement pause for a moment.

But I feel it's an illusion.

He reached out to pinch Jing Yan's neck.

One of Jing Yan's hands quietly touched the fruit knife on the table.

However, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a figure, and the hand that originally wanted to get the fruit knife paused.

Finally shrank back.

Shuo Ran grabbed his neck, and Jing Yan's breathing was rapid and his face turned red.

Shuoran was not in a hurry to suck Jing Yan, but just admired Jing Yanpin's state of dying quietness.

So beautiful.

Ranbai's eyes fell on the scene not far away, and a trace of darkness and treacherousness flashed across his deep and narrow eyes.

On his jade-like wrist, the dark blood silk instantly escaped.

The silver shore at the tip was held in the hand by dyed white.

In the blink of an eye,

It was like blood pouring into dark blood that shone in the sun, cutting Shuoran's neck.

Blood splattered everywhere, splattering everywhere.

But it didn't splash on Jing Yan's body.

Dark Xueling retracted his white wrist again.

It's considered an ordinary bracelet.

A silver-white other shore in the center exudes a charming and cool atmosphere under the refraction of the sun.

Shuoran didn't understand how he died.

Without Shuo Ran's restraint, Jing Yan was about to fall to the ground.

Ranbai moved to Jing Yan's side in an instant, embracing Jing Yan's waist, so that Jing Yan did not fall to the ground.

Jing Yan's pale lips raised a satisfied and pure smile.

He knew,

Bai Bai cared about him, otherwise, how could he kill the dead man in front of him for his sake?

Thinking of this,

Jing Yan's heart seemed to be filled, and the dark and bizarre thoughts in his heart disappeared instantly.

very nice.

Ranbai ignored the corpse that fell to the ground and ordered the person next to him, "Dispose the corpse."

The blood servant lowered his eyebrows and looked pleased, "Yes."

Ranbai picked up Jing Yan and walked into the room.

Jing Yan was weak and could not walk at all.

On the soft couch,

A purple pinch mark on Jing Yan's slender and fair neck destroyed the beauty.

Ranbai's deep and narrow eyes stared at Jing Yan's neck for a moment.

"Isn't it bad?" Jing Yan's eyes flashed with uneasiness, and his hands with distinct joints unconsciously blocked the bruises on his neck, and his emotions were a little depressed, "You can't dislike me."

The dyed white expression was indifferent and weird, the long silver-white hair was spread on the shoulders, and the blood-crying pill lips opened slightly, "Don't dislike it."

Just the three words "Dye" are enough to make Jing Yan extremely happy.

The fingertips of dyed white and cold as jade gently rubbed the bruises on Jing Yan's neck, and their movements were gentle.

The cold touch caused the skin to tremble, and Jing Yan's body trembled unconsciously.

"Does it hurt?" Ranbai asked lightly.

"It doesn't hurt." Jing Yan immediately said that the young man's delicate face was a happy smile, and a pair of shallow dimples were raised, "You are there."

Ranbai's expression did not change for a moment because of Jing Yan's flowers. His voice was cold and demonic, and he exuded a faint lazy evil spirit.

"Next time, don't do that."

Ranbai's indifferent tone made the smile on Jing Yan's face pause.

Next time, don't you have to do this?

Did she know that she did it on purpose?

Jing Yan looked at Ranbai's cold Yaozhi's expression, but could not see any emotion.

With her furry head hanging, "No more."

Ranbai casually said "hmm".

A slightly cold thin lips covered Jing Yan's neck.

I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but that place happened to be the bruised place.

Jing Yan's body was stiff for a moment and he didn't dare to move at all.

Ranbai bit Jing Yan's neck, and the sweet blood exuded a silent temptation.

After sucking, the scattered tongue licked Jing Yan's bite marks.
Chapter completed!