The door opened.

He walked in.

Walk towards the room with a knife in hand.

Bai Nuan put down the spiritual position sign and swept around the small place, and found that most of them were crazy words.

Like what......

[I will watch you quietly]

[You are single, the same height as the light moon]

……

All kinds of words that make her feel a little secondary.

Self-brainwashing is terrible.

Bai Nuan sighed in his heart, and was about to go out, when he heard the sound of the door opening outside, and he became alert.

I grabbed an iron bar next to it and held the middle position to prevent it from being unable to show its skills because of the small place.

But only when he just came in, there was a sound, and there was no sound behind him, and Bai Nuan stood behind the shelf, just enough to cover his body.

He clenched the iron rod in his hand and took a breath.

The first time I fought with a pervert, I was a little panicked.

Bai Nuan stabilized his mind and fell his gaze to the ground expressionlessly.

On the shadow of the shelf, there was a protruding black shadow, not moving, like a human figure.

The light on this side is vertical when she comes in. I pressed it casually, so I ......

If this shadow is going to appear on the shelf, it means ......

Someone was lying on her stomach above her head......

Bai Nuan raised his head and met Song Zhengyang's bloodshot eyes, with crazy passion in his eyes, looking at her, as if he was looking at Satan in hell, and he was a demon, worshipping Satan, supreme faith.

Bai Nuan felt goosebumps rising, but when he opened his mouth, before he could speak, Bai Nuan directly picked up the iron rod and poked at Song Zhengyang's body, with a lot of strength.

Whoever wants to listen to the dead pervert, give her death!

Bai Nuan grinded her teeth, the more perverted Song Zhengyang was, the more she felt sorry for her softness, softness had to deal with such a person, and she had to hold on for so long, it was really hard for him......

Some people are well-known in China for their double standards.

Song Zhengyang is not an ordinary person after all, he jumped off the shelf, and kicked down the shelf, forcing Bai Nuan to come out.

It was full of pictures of her, all of them lying on the ground, and they were scattered.

Song Zhengyang only stared at her, in those narrow eyes, there was a dark color, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, he held the knife, raised his hand to his lips, stretched out his tongue, and licked the blade of the knife in front of Bai Nuan, and scratched a little blood.

The smell of blood seemed to irritate him even more, and he laughed, his voice hoarse: "Bai Nuan, why can't you listen to me?" ”

He asked, rushed over with a knife, and with a fierce movement, he aimed it at Bai Nuan's heart and inserted it.

As the white iron rod swept his wrists, he raised his leg and kicked him in the chest.

But he dodged, and let go of the knife with his right hand, and fell directly to the left hand that went to catch the knife, and squatted down, towards Bai Nuan's stomach, and slashed horizontally.

In this case, Bai Nuan basically can't run away.

Even Song Zhengyang thought so.

But in the next second, she stuck an iron rod into the shelf on the side, and with this strength, she successfully turned over and dodged Song Zhengyang's blow.

The two of them fought fiercely, and Song Zhengyang was ruthless, as if he wanted to kill Bai Nuan at once.

Bai Nuan is okay to deal with it.

All the furnishings in the room fell to the ground, and the glass was shattered.

Bai Nuan's arm was cut, and Song Zhengyang was no better, and he received four or five sticks on his body.