That man was his little angel, the light that illuminated his whole world, and it would be terrible if the world lost its light.

Whatever she did, he would forgive, she could put a knife in his chest, she could kill him with her own hands, she could commit all the unpardonable sins.

But there is only one thing, which cannot be tolerated, cannot be condoned, and cannot be forgiven.

The corners of Ji Baimo's lips are shallowly raised, he looks gentle and affectionate, he only makes people feel kind, he only thinks that he is a gentle and affectionate person, those peach blossom eyes are endless, sultry, the dark eyes are deep and bottomless, Ji Baimo reached out and grabbed 114 in the palm of his hand, and his index finger gently brushed over 114's body, as if to recall the traces that someone had touched.

There is only one exception.

Leave him behind, leave him, and extinguish the only light with your own hands.

How cruel?

Ji Baimo slowly took out a pair of rubber gloves from his pocket, holding a sharp fragment in his palm, which was a fragment of a glass cup that had been broken on the ground before, which was picked up by Ji Baimo and held firmly in his palm, he looked at Mu Fan, tilted his head slightly, and his voice was cold and thin, not as warm and elegant as usual, like quenching ice.

"The bet is over. ”

"Fake ......" Ji Baimo directly pushed Mu Fan to the corner of the wall, the fragments in his hand were only a few millimeters away from Mu Fan's eyeballs, as long as Ji Baimo gently sent it forward, then he could gouge out his eyes, Ji Baimo's cool lips pursed, his eyes were focused on Mu Fan's body, and his voice was light and light.

"Damn it. ”

When the words fell, Bai Mo stretched out his hand and sent the fragment in his hand forward, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, only to feel that the eyes in front of him were particularly dazzling, his Bai Bai said it, said that he liked these eyes.

Then he will be ruined.

Destroy everything she loves, she likes, and only he remains.

Such...... Probably she won't be able to leave him behind.

It's just that the fragments in Ji Baimo's hands failed to be sent in, Mu Fan held the things in Ji Baimo's hands with one hand, the blood in his palm, and the fragments of glass were embedded in the flesh, he leaned against the wall behind him, looking at Ji Baimo with murderous intent in his eyes, he was not afraid, he was not angry but laughed, Mu Fan hooked the corners of his lips, the ice on his face softened, and his smile was extremely hearty.

He envies Ji Baimo, envies Ji Baimo for everything, he can do many things wantonly, not afraid of the consequences, not afraid of anyone's disappointment, he is the only person who is loved by Yan Bai, but he is such a person.

Mu Fan looked at Ji Baimo, and the smile on his face spread more and more.

Such a person is not confident in his bones, he doesn't believe that he is loved, no matter how much he experiences, no matter what, the sense of security in his heart will not be filled, he is always afraid of being left behind, being left behind by Yan Bai, not so much that he doesn't believe in Yan Bai, but rather that he doesn't believe in himself, and he doesn't believe that his existence will be really liked by others, and he will never abandon the kind.

Mu Fan felt that the other party was actually the same as himself for a while.

"Ji Baimo, the bet should indeed end, because I won, you lost, and she chose me. Mu Fan's voice was tinged with a hint of sarcasm, he hid the emotions in his eyes, the words fell, the sound of the dripping water in the bathroom in the suite was gone, and then the sound of the bathroom door being pushed open, and a figure walked out of the bathroom.

"Boom, the host is big!"

(End of chapter)