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And he drank it until the evening.

Although it was to let Ye Lonely Chu accompany her to drink, in fact, most of the wine still went into Ye Piao's own stomach.

After drinking, she was already drunk, and she was not very sober.

A pair of pitch-black beautiful eyes were half-squinted, shimmering with moist water.

Half-limp, slumped into his arms.

"Ah Chu, do you know?"

"Hmm."

The boy responded very cooperatively.

He also drank a lot of wine, but his expression was very sober, and there was not much expression on his beautiful pale face as always.

On the paralyzed face, only from the bottomless blood pupils can a trace of tenderness be faintly captured.

He put his arm around her.

After being drunk, the night drifted away, very restless, especially like to move around, afraid that her head would hit the ground, he could only force her in his arms.

The girl, still restless, rolled over in his arms and faced him.

Cheeks slid close to him.

But the night was not frightened, and he looked at her very quietly at close range.

He could even feel it clearly as her breath mixed with the mellow smell of wine sprayed on his face.

The hand he put on her waist couldn't help but tighten a little more, and her blood pupils were as dark as the sea.

Night drifting was not enough, and he got closer, as if his lips would touch his face as long as he moved slightly.

The boy's body stiffened, and his eyes stared down at the girl's face that was a little coquettish with alcohol.

He said in a dumb voice: "Night and night, night ......"

Just when he was in a hurry, Ye Piao suddenly smiled.

Laughing coldly and heartbreakingly.

I only heard her tremble and mutter, "You know what? I killed Ruoxi's father......"

When the words fell, his eyes were already moist.

She smiled, her face was numb, and she said softly: "I shot him more than a dozen times yesterday, but today they told me that he is Ruoxi's father......"

"She is so beautiful, her eyes are as clean as yours, I envy her the most, I dream of being a clean girl like her...... But now I've ruined her with my own hands. ”

"I take on so many tasks every year, kill so many people, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, half of the time I am killing, you see how dirty I am, my hands, my heart, all blood......"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and put it in front of him to show him.

As if he didn't feel close enough, he simply put his whole hand over his eyes.

"Look, isn't it dirty......"

The young man was silent and did not speak, but pulled down her cold little hand, brought it to his lips, and kissed it inch by inch.

Whispered, "It's not dirty." ”

She was still muttering, "I don't know what's right and what's wrong anymore......"

He lowered his eyes and stared at the girl in pain, his heart seemed to be pricked, and he frowned, which was not comfortable.

He raised his hand and kept touching her soft hair.

"Night, don't be afraid."

The drunk night drifted away, and his mind was not sober at all, he only knew gibberish, muttered for a long time, and plunged into his arms again.

Smelling the reassuring breath of the young man, the faint cold fragrance is his unique taste.

I don't seem to feel so uncomfortable anymore

Her small hands tightened the clothes on his chest, like a man in the darkness and despair grasping at a straw.

"You say, what am I going to do......"

"Don't be afraid."

The clumsy teenager didn't know how to coax people, he just knew how to hold her tighter, and his chin rested on her hair.

Holding her hand, her voice was slightly low and hoarse in the night: "I'm here." ”