Anyang, who didn't know that he had fallen off the horse and had been included in Bai Nuan's calculations, was still happy because of Bai Nuan's closeness.

All he was thinking about was how to seduce his family......

Bai Nuan: "......" don't just seduce, okay? Is that how the core values of socialism taught you?

Practice brings true knowledge, do you understand this truth?

It's a pity that Bai Nuan doesn't know what he's thinking.

After school in the afternoon, Anyang didn't go back with Bai Nuan, but turned around and went out by touching the path.

According to his conjecture today, Song Zhengyang should come over to follow him, such a good opportunity, it is impossible for that pervert not to come.

Perverts know perverts best, and this kind of thing is actually true.

Stepped on the can and touched the small bamboo pole.

It's so loud.

An Yang stopped abruptly.

Anyang didn't even carry a schoolbag, he walked leisurely, and at first he could feel that someone was following behind, but the more he got to the back, the more wrong it became.

This person's tracking skills are not quite like Song Zhengyang.

How could a well-skilled pervert allow himself to make frequent mistakes in the pursuit of his prey when he was about to attack it?

Because the little fat man had calmed him down, hinting at the chain break, he changed the target.

An Yang twisted his eyebrows and turned around, walked back, and when he passed by an intersection, he directly pulled out the people over there.

frowned: "Say, who asked you to come." ”

Wrong, wrong.

Song Zhengyang's target is not him.

If there was no such thing as a little fat man, Song Zhengyang should have been waiting for an opportunity behind him by now, but no.

"Say." Just because he doesn't hurt people doesn't mean he can't be scary.

There was a conjecture in his heart, which had already made him a little flustered.

"He, he, he...... He is ...... with a little little Chubby went. The boy was so frightened that he pointed to another way, and his voice trembled several degrees.

"No, nobody...... I—I'll just see you look good......" The boy stammered, and the words that came out of his mouth were also upside down.

An Yang dragged him by the neckline, dragged him into the alley, pressed him against the wall, stared at his face condescendingly, and his voice was cold: "Where is Song Zhengyang?" ”

"I—I don't know what you're talking about...... Who are you talking about-" Before the boy could finish speaking, he was hit by An Yang's knife to his chin, and he screamed in fright.

He was afraid.

That guy has no bottom line.

The boy's steps grew faster and faster, until at last, he ran to the way home.

An Yang put the tip of his tongue against his cheeks, sneered, raised his hand and grabbed him backhand, pulled a broken rope on the side to tie his hand, and threw him into a dead end on the side, took other things, tied his feet too, and threw a piece of broken glass over.

"Stay slowly." After saying that, he turned around and left, not taking the path pointed out by the little boy just now.

He had to go back to his house to warm up.

Even if he knew that Song Zhengyang would not hurt Nuan Nuan, he couldn't let anyone be by her side, there were potential risk factors.

- Love is crazy.

So just in case, he had to warm up his side.

What does the life and death of others have to do with him? He only cares about warmth, and ......

Song Zhengyang is not a good thing, what he thinks of, he may not think of.

- How crazy is it?

- Crazy enough to go crazy without knowing it.