Chapter 1184

For a moment, it felt as if the host was far away from it and the world.

It's like such a lonely road, only the host walks alone.

I can't stop. I can't stop.

This makes fengluo feel inexplicably blocked and irritable.

Also, it hurts.

"Where do you think I should go?" ran Bai tilted her head, looked down at her white hands and said faintly.

Those hands are very white, beautiful and stained with unknown blood.

This world is prosperous and wonderful, dreamlike gorgeous.

People come and go with laughter, and I smile when the car passes by.

Well, a, very beautiful thing.

Also, it never belongs to her.

Feng Luo looked at ran Bai in a daze and didn't speak.

When ranbai looked at the three words of the Public Security Bureau in front of her, she looked slightly stunned.

She came here subconsciously without any task or return.

Because of what

Ranbai didn't think about it. She stood there silently and looked at the Public Security Bureau quietly.

No step forward, no step back.

After watching for a long time, he blinked slowly until his eyes were sour and white.

Just when Feng Luo thought that ranbai was about to become a statue, ranbai finally moved.

Her pace is very fast, very fast to go inside.

It was a bit of a hurry.

Ranbai only knows that she wants to see him now.

I want to die.

The familiar pushed open the door of Bo Yan's office.

In the private room, dyed white has been here many times.

Thin Yan looked at the things placed in the drawer with low eyes. When he saw the person who pushed the door in, he looked stunned for a moment. He hurriedly closed the drawer: "white..."

Ranbai doesn't pay attention to Bo Yan's actions and doesn't want to pay attention.

She walked over in silence and kissed directly without saying a word.

There is no dialogue, but strong and domineering in the field of thin words.

It seems that this can bring her a sense of security.

If ranbai wants to kiss, Bo Yan asks her to kiss. Let all the actions of dyeing white.

Maybe it's not a kiss anymore. It can be called biting.

The smell of blood spread in their mouths. Ran Bai buried his head in Bo Yan's neck and whispered, "shall we go home?"

She wants to go home.

Bo Yan didn't know what ranbai had done. Now he was in such an unstable mood. He just patted ranbai on the back, said softly and deeply, with a reassuring taste: "OK, let's go home."

Ranbai holds Bo Yan's hand tightly, as if afraid that Bo Yan will disappear in the next second.

At that glance, Feng Luo hurriedly glimpsed something on the drawer road. It was a lot of photos, photos of its home host.

Along the way,

Ranbai always calls his name again and again.

"Thin words."

"Thin words."

"Thin words."

"I'm here." Bo Yan will answer with patience, concentration and seriousness every time.

"Thin words."

"I'm here."

Ranbai was silent for a long time. "Just be there."

"Bai Bai." at the traffic light, Bo Yan looked at ran Bai seriously. He took the steering wheel with one hand and held ran Bai tightly with the other hand. His tone was solemn: "I've always been there."

"... well."

Once you arrive at Bo Yan's home.

Ranbai presses Bo Yan on the wall and kisses her desperately. Again and again, ranbai's voice is low and dumb: "do you want to do it?"

This time, I was silent for a long time.

Ranbai kisses Bo Yan again and bites a bloody scar on Bo Yan's neck: "does it hurt?"

"It hurts." Bo Yan smiled, "but it doesn't hurt at the thought of you biting."

"Thin words."

"Huh?"