Chapter 552

How can such a person defile him and the white air here?

The strong killing intention made shuolan's action pause for a moment.

But I think it's an illusion.

Reach out and pinch Jing Yan's neck.

Jing Yan's hand quietly touched the fruit knife on the table.

However, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a figure. The hand he wanted to get the fruit knife paused.

Finally retracted.

His neck was pinched by Shuo ran. Jing Yan's breath was short and his face turned red.

Shuoran was not in a hurry to take Jing Yan, but just appreciated Jing Yan's quiet state.

beautiful.

Dyed white eyes fell on the scene not far away, and the deep and narrow eyes flashed a trace of darkness and treachery.

On the wrist as delicate as jade, the dark blood Ling broke away in an instant.

The silver shore at the tip was dyed white and held in his hand.

In the blink of an eye,

Just like blood pouring, the dazzling dark blood Ling in the sun cut shuolan's neck.

Blood splashed everywhere.

But it didn't splash a bit on Jing Yan.

Dark blood Ling retracted his dyed white wrist again.

As an ordinary bracelet.

A silvery white shore in the center exudes an enchanting and cool atmosphere under the refraction of the sun.

Shuo ran died and didn't understand how he died.

Jingyan is about to fall to the ground without the restraint of shuolan.

Ranbai moves to Jingyan's side in an instant and holds Jingyan's waist so that Jingyan doesn't fall to the ground.

Jingyan's pale lips raised a satisfied and pure smile.

He knew,

Bai Bai cares about him. Otherwise, how can he kill the dead man in front of him?

Thinking of this,

Jing Yan's heart seemed to be filled, and those dark and treacherous thoughts in his heart disappeared in an instant.

splendid.

Dyed white looked at the body lying on the ground and said to the people next to him, "deal with the body."

The blood servant looked down and said, "yes."

Ranbai picks up Jing Yan and walks into the room.

Jing Yan is weak and can't walk at all.

On the soft couch,

A blue and purple pinch mark on Jing Yan's thin and white neck destroys the beauty.

Dyed white, deep and narrow eyes stared at Jing Yan's neck for a moment.

"Isn't it ugly?" Jing Yan felt a little uneasy in his eyes. His bony hand unconsciously blocked the bruise on his neck. He was a little depressed. "You can't dislike me."

Dyed white looked indifferent and strange. Her long silver hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her bloody red lips opened, "don't dislike it."

Just the three words of dyed white and cold are enough to make Jingyan very happy.

Dyed white and cold as jade, the fingertip gently rubbed the bruise on Jing Yan's neck, moving gently.

The cold touch made the skin tremble, and Jing Yan's body trembled unconsciously.

"Does it hurt?" dyed white asked faintly.

"No pain." Jing Yan said immediately. On the young man's delicate jade face, there was a happy smile and raised a pair of shallow dimples, "there are you."

Dye's white look did not change for a moment because of Jingyan's flowers. Her voice was cold and demon cured, with a faint lazy evil spirit,

"Next time, don't do that."

Dye Bai's indifferent tone made Jing Yan pause with a smile on his face.

Next time, don't do that?

Does she know that she did it on purpose?

Jing Yan looked at the look of ranbai Qingleng demon governance, but he couldn't see any emotion.

Drooping his furry head, "No."

Dyed white gave a careless "um".

The slightly cold thin lips covered Jing Yan's neck.

I don't know whether it's intentional or unintentional. That place happens to be a bruise.

Jing Yan's body was stiff for a moment and didn't dare to move.

Ranbai bit Jingyan's neck, and the sweet blood sent out silent temptation.

After smoking, the tip of dyed white tongue licked Jingyan's bite mark,