The night was dark, the Ji family's old house was shrouded in darkness, only the window revealed a little light to dispel the darkness, Ji Baimo leaned against the window, squinted his eyes and looked out of the window, holding a cigarette in his hand, the faint smoke in his mouth was spit out and drifted out of the window, the glasses on the bridge of his nose had been removed, revealing a pair of narrow and beautiful peach eyes.

"Where did you deal with it?" Ji Baimo turned his head and looked at Wen Youchen, who seemed comfortable at home.

"Don't you feel at ease with what I do?" you ......" Wen Youchen stretched and lay on the sofa, the corners of his mouth curled, with a teasing smile, and spoke.

"Bai Mo, what's the matter? Aren't you getting along well with your beloved little pervert, why do you look sullen?"

Listening to Wen Youchen's words, Ji Baimo twisted his brows, crushed the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray, then reached out and pulled the tie off the neckline, and said a word, as if asking Wen Youchen.

"Am I old?"

"Ahem, cough, what's ......" Wen Youchen coldly heard Ji Baimo say this, he coughed, and then felt that he had a problem with his ears, he heard it right, Ji Baimo, who believed to himself, would ask him this question one day.

His eyes were purring, and Wen Youchen couldn't help laughing, he was a human being, in this world, the person who could make Ji Baimo so troubled was afraid that only the little Lori of the Yan family was now.

"Disgusted and old?"

Ji Baimo's thin lips pursed lightly, and he looked at Wen Youchen with a little smile, his peach blossom eyes at the moment were slightly raised, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Big guy, I was wrong!" Wen Youchen said to Ji Baimo, looking like he didn't poke Ji Baimo's sore spots, and then he smiled and said.

"Look, you're only in your early twenties now, you're in your youth, and if you want to be old, I'm older than you, and I'll tell you, that little girl did it on purpose. ”

Ji Baimo listened to Wen Youchen's words and did not speak.

Wen Youchen shook his head silently, come on, it seems that Ji Baimo will be planted in the hands of this little girl sooner or later, I hope ...... I hope this little girl will have a little conscience, unlike her six years ago.

Subsequently, Wen Youchen stayed with Ji Baimo for a while, and was ready to leave after making an appointment to blackmail a meal, while Ji Baimo went out to see Wen Youchen, and when he walked to the living room, he met Ji Ruyu who had not yet slept, or rather, he deliberately waited for Ji Baimo in the living room.

"Lao Mo, now I'm not worried that you will die alone in the events of six years ago, and now it seems that there is a very young opponent in front of you. ”

Wen Youchen glanced at Ji Ruyu, from the very beginning, he could see that Ji Ruyu's feelings for the little Lori of the Yan family were not ordinary, he gave full play to his duty to hurt his friends, in this sentence, he bit the word young, and left the Ji family after the words fell.

Ji Baimo's brows moved slightly, dark color precipitated in his amber eyes, turned around and walked to the center of the living room, and spoke to Ji Ruyu.

"Ruyu, why are you sitting here without sleeping so late. ”

"Uncle, I have something to ask you. Ji Ruyu got up, he knew what Ji Baimo was doing today, and when Ji Baimo and Wen Youchen walked out just now, he also heard their conversation.

"What's that?" Ji Baimo glanced at Ji Ruyu, sat down directly on the sofa, put his hand on the table, and tapped slightly.

"Are you using Yan Bai as a stand-in?"