Yan Bai looked at Yan Shiliang in front of him with a shallow smile, inexplicably with a touch of coolness, which swept Yan Shiliang's whole body, his pupils contracted, and he didn't understand what Yan Bai meant by this sentence at all, what was called the two of them who went to the cemetery that day, why did they suspect Ji Baimo, isn't it obvious, the only one who can do such a vicious thing is Ji Baimo, and that man probably doesn't mind a little more blood on his hands.

Do you want him to doubt his sister Yan Bai?

Yan Shiliang looked at Yan Bai in front of her, her face was white, she was sitting on the swing frame, wearing a black gauze skirt, a white fox fur shawl on her shoulders, her eyes were dark and smart, clean and pure, her gloved hand gently grabbed the swing frame, the swing shook slightly, the breeze was slow, her black hair fluttered, beautiful like a fairy, a flawless angel, such a person...... How can it be related to blood.

"In vain, no one will doubt you, you can't. Yan Shiliang shook his head, impossible.

"My brother said he believed you, so he would never doubt you, besides...... You simply can't do anything like that. Yan Shiliang vigorously denied it.

......Yan Bai heard Yan Shiliang's words, a smile bloomed on her face, she slowly walked down from the swing frame, 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, from these swollen eyes, Yan Bai saw madness, it was tortured by the sick love that could not be begged, people's emotions are very fragile, and they can't bear it at all after experiencing great joy and great compassion, Yan Shiliang in front of him......

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

"If I am the murderer, will Brother Shiliang shield me?"

Although separated by a layer of fabric, Yan Shiliang still felt the cold feeling transmitted by this hand, and he even vaguely had an illusion that these hands wanted to gouge out his eyes from his sockets, as if this was a good plaything.

This feeling made Yan Shiliang shiver.

"Brother Shiliang likes to be in vain, right? Yan Bai's voice slowly floated out, she hooked the corners of her lips, this moment seemed to have become a demon who is good at demagoguery, able to summon all the emotions and subconscious of people's hearts, with gloomy and treacherous eyes in her pure eyes, black as day and night.

Her voice was guided step by step, as if drawing out the demon in Yan Shiliang's heart.

"In vain, don't make such a joke with your brother. Yan Shiliang was a little incredulous, but he didn't know why, at this moment, the skin on his whole body became tight, and his hairs stood up.

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

"Is what Brother Shiliang said about liking fake? If I am a murderer, my brother is not willing to shield me?"

"Yes, of course. Yan Shiliang couldn't stand Yan Bai's slightest uncomfortable expression, he immediately spoke, and after finishing speaking, his head was a little cloudy.