Chapter 55： Scared to death by you

Mu Jingyuan thought that he was finally tired, afraid of pressing him uncomfortable, but also put a light force on him, imaginary hang over him, only put his forehead on his slightly thin shoulders, afraid to see his gray eyes , dumb voice: "I know, it is not good for me, you are drunk, consciousness is not sober, I am despicable, shameless, I am eager for you, I heard you call my name, happy It’s going crazy, I’m out of control, I can’t help it... I can’t help it... It’s my fault. If you’re really angry, you can beat me, you can marry me, kill me, I can write a suicide note. Prove that it is suicide, but you can't... can't hurt yourself like this, can't... hanhan, you can't punish me for the words of Mu Jingyuan, every word can be understood, can be put together, but he doesn't understand Mu Jingyuan said that he loves himself and said that they are sympathetic. How could it be? He clearly announced his marriage with his sister a few days ago. Now he said that he loves himself? What about his sister?

If he loves himself, why should he marry his sister? And why didn't he promise to promise his confession in his life? Why do you want to leave home and never come back? Is it an illusion of insanity? He gripped the injured hand hard and rubbed the wound on his palm with his fingertips. It was very painful, but the sight in front of him did not disappear like an illusion.

Mu Jingyuan listened to him without any movement, worried to look up, but saw him look at himself with a look of confusion, and did not imagine the disgusting or disgusting eyes, the heart missed a beat, remembered just white When he said something, he said that he was sorry, saying that he thought he was dreaming and said that he would not entangle himself.

The quiet heart of Mu Jingyuan jumped two more times, and gradually raised a little hope. He thought and thought again, but he could not restrain the desire in his heart. He took a last hope and tried carefully: "Hanhan, you hate me." Yet?"

Bai Yihan shook his head in a dull moment. How could he hate Jing Yuange? The person who was hated has always been him. Mu Jingyuan’s eyes are bright, and he tries to make a little bit forward until the two noses. The distance you are about to encounter.

Bai Yihan certainly does not dislike his breath, but he does not know what he is doing, still staring at the big eyes, looking at him with a sluggish look.

The breath that Mu Jingyuan was hanging slowly spit out, slowing down the voice: "Han Han, are you angry with me?"

Bai Yihan shook his head again. He took the initiative to seduce Mu Jingyuan. What kind of gas is he born?

Mu Jingyuan breathed a sigh of relief. One hand followed Bai Yihan’s arm and took his injured right wrist. He still said softly to his nose. “Can you tell me why you should hurt? Own? Do you know how dangerous it was? I am scared to death by you."

Bai Yihan’s eyes were still straight, and no **** lips were opened. Finally, “You are getting married with your sister. I don’t want to destroy you... you will hate me, I should not exist.”

Mu Jingyuan’s heart hurts, and his voice is hard: “Who said that you should not exist?! I love you too late, how can I hate you? What are you talking about? As for me and Xue Qing The marriage was originally an agreement. This... I don’t know for a moment. Just know that your sister already knows about us. She just said that she will help us."