After his words fell, he continued to wipe Yan Bai non-stop in his hands, and his fingertips and fingers did not leak at all, as if he wanted to erase all the traces on Yan Bai's hands, and finally left only one thing, that is, the traces that belonged to him.

After wiping it off, he looked at the handkerchief in his hand with a little disgust, the handkerchief was still white and clean, but he directly lit a fire to the handkerchief in his hand, just like the office of the teaching director, erasing all traces and leaving nothing left.

"Well, now there's only a trace of me. Ji Baimo grabbed Yan Bai's hand, slowly put it on his chest, hooked his lips and smiled, extremely satisfied, and then took out his glasses from his pocket, put them on the bridge of his nose again, and hid all the emotions in his eyes behind the lenses, and then looked back at the teaching building behind him, where there was already a fire in the teaching director's office, and the dark red fire was gradually spreading, burning and burying all traces.

The firelight jumped over his lenses, obscuring the emotion in his eyes, and all he could see was a patch of orange light, and his slightly raised jaw.

Yan Bai gently put his hand on Ji Baimo's neck, and then sat straight forward on Ji Baimo's lap, looking extremely bold and reckless, he reached out and gently hooked Ji Baimo's chin, with a little smile on the corner of his lips, leaned forward with his face, and took off the glasses on the bridge of Ji Baimo's nose, making his eyes look at Yan Bai without the slightest obstruction.

"You ......" Yan Bai looked at Ji Baimo directly, just like an ancient bully teasing the powerless son of a good family, and his hands were not honestly turning around Ji Baimo's waist, rubbing, her hands were very soft, with a tingling sensation like an electric shock, her pupils were still dark Cheng Liang, reflecting the firelight behind Ji Baimo, it was like an orange light jumping in the pupils, which was abnormally beautiful.

"Are you jealous?"

The voice is light and smiling.

"Well, jealous. Ji Baimo was not annoyed by Yan Bai's actions, connived at all Yan Bai's actions, and responded unabashedly.

"Mr. Ji, it's a very dangerous thing to like me, maybe all I want is your life?" Yan Bai listened to Ji Baimo's answer, still smiling, and his voice was soft and glutinous.

Ji Baimo heard Yan Bai's words, he raised his eyes to look at Yan Bai in front of him, his voice was a little hoarse, he grabbed Yan Bai's hand, smiled like a seductive fox, let Yan Bai's hand pass over his face, lips, and chest one by one, and then spoke.

"Dangerous things, like this, like this, or like this?"

Invisibly teasing Yan Bai, 114 doesn't know if his host has been teased, anyway, it feels that the audience in the live broadcast room has been teased by Ji Baimo one by one, especially Ji Baimo's eye-catching appearance.

#求助, how can I not be picked up by Ji Fox!!?

#回答, no solution!#

……

The night passed calmly, and the next day, when Yan Bai came to the school, everyone began to discuss one thing, the strange fire in the school last night, the director of teaching died, he died in his office, and the corpse looked miserable!

The charred corpse was still slight, and more importantly-