Song Zhengyang didn't hide at all, he only laughed loudly, and his face was hideous: "Did you see it?" Bai Nuan, he's committing murder in front of you! Hahaha! ”

The moonlight shone down and illuminated his whole body clearly, his face covered with dust and blood, and his face was completely ruined.

His words stabbed An Yang, who clenched the knife in his hand, not knowing what to do, and the painful emotions hit his brain.

The feeling of going crazy......

Nuan Nuan saw it......

He...... What is he going to do?

An Yang panicked, and the tip of the knife suddenly turned in a different direction.

If he dies, will Nuan Nuan treat it as if it didn't happen?

As soon as he thought of this possibility, the tip of his knife plunged towards his chest without hesitation, Bai Nuan hurriedly raised his hand to hold his hand and scolded him: "What are you doing here?" Loosen! ”

Crazy?

This scene is so simple, can you let her buffer it?

But An Yang is not a person who can afford to wait for a buffer, because Bai Nuan is holding his hand, so her white fingertips are also stained with blood, he stares at the red, struggles to withdraw his hand, takes two steps back, his eyes are wet, his eyelashes are wet, and his eye sockets are red.

muttered to himself: "Nuan Nuan...... Dirty...... I'm dirty......"

Bai Nuan heard the pain in his heart, walked over, reached out to take his hand, pulled out the paper, and wiped him little by little.

The movements were delicate and gentle, and he felt that everything was hurting, and the pain made him seem to be out of breath, and he wanted to grab her hand, but he was afraid of soiling her.

Song Zhengyang is right, they are all the same, and he is also afraid of soiling his Nuan Nuan.

His warmth deserves the best in the world, but he is selfish, he doesn't want to share her with others, and he realizes that he is not worthy of her.

She was a ray of light in his dark world, and even if she didn't do anything, he just looked at her and rejoiced.

But...... It's all destroyed.

Such a dark and rancid side of him was seen by Nuan Nuan.

……

The young man lowered his eyes and didn't dare to speak, for fear that as soon as he spoke, Bai Nuan would come and say no more to him.

Bai Nuan wiped his hand carefully, and suddenly felt that the back of his hand was splashed with water, and his eyes fell on the back of his hand, that drop......

It's tears.

He...... Crying?

Bai Nuan's movements paused, and another drop dropped on the back of her hand, she felt her throat choked, and when she didn't speak, she reached out and wanted to hug him, but he suddenly took a step back, and aimed at Song Zhengyang with the Lianzi, wanting to stab it in.

He can't take care of it, he's going crazy.

If you don't go crazy, you can't live.

Bai Nuan stretched out his hand and hugged his waist, turned around, grabbed Lianzi, his face was cold, and when he looked at her, he opened his mouth lightly: "Just come next time, don't dirty your hands." ”

In a word, he was in the abyss and couldn't save himself.

His mind was still confused, but there was only one question: did Nuan Nuan still want him?

"Warm Warm...... Do you still want me? The boy was very nervous, he wanted to know the answer, and he was afraid that the answer was not what he wanted.

Song Zhengyang sneered lightly on the side: "Anyang, are you crazy?" Will Bai Nuan want you? You're as dirty as I am, who would want it? ”

"Shut up!" Bai Nuan's hand holding the knife was raised, directly against Song Zhengyang's chin, he lifted his eyes to look at him, his chin was slightly raised, and his voice was full of coldness, "I want him, understand?" ”

Her softness, no matter how she counts, it's all hers, she is reluctant to hit it, and now that she is beaten like this, she wants to scold two swear words.