The villain boss who passed through quickly was manipulated by the host again

Bai Jiaojiao stood at the same spot, watching that figure go further and further away, she didn't know where she got the courage to chase after.

She didn't understand what happened, she was fine before, why Yan Nanjue was so indifferent all of a sudden.

She didn't allow it, not only for the mission, but also because she didn't want her boy to step into the abyss of hatred. She felt sorry for her boy in the original plot, and she wanted to change the boy's ending.

"Yan Nanjue, don't go."

Bai Jiaojiao trotted anxiously, gasping for breath, her chest rising and falling, seeing that Yan Nanjue was about to walk out of the alley, she quickened her pace and ran forward even harder.

"Ah! Hiss~"

"It hurts~ woo woo woo~"

The little girl fell on the road, her knees hit the ground heavily, her palms on the ground seemed to be covered with red marks, and her eyes were full of water.

When Yan Nanjue heard the sound coming from behind, he paused for a moment and resisted turning his head, then continued to walk forward. Only the young man himself knew how difficult every step he took was.

Bai Jiaojiao, who was in a mess, looked at the figure in front of her. She thought that Yan Nanjue would turn back for her, but she only saw his shadow slowly disappearing into the corner of the wall. Bai Jiaojiao felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart, and her nose The sourness made her shed tears, leaving only the sobbing and crying of the little girl in the empty alley like a milk cat.

At the corner of the alley, Yan Nanjue leaned his back against the wall, the veins in his tightly clenched hands bulged, his nails sank deep into his flesh, listening to the crying of the girl inside, he struggled, his eyes were red and bloodthirsty, passed After a while, like a compromise, Yan Nanjue exhaled, let go of his tightly clenched palms, and walked back into the alley.

Following the looming palms of the young man as he walked, one could clearly see the bright red blood flowing down the place where the nails were pierced, magnificent and coquettish.

Bai Jiaojiao was aggrieved and pitifully sitting on the ground with her head bowed and sobbing. Her body was covered with mud, and she looked in a mess. She looked at her scratched palms and knees, feeling even more sad from the bottom of her heart.

At this time, a pair of familiar black shoes appeared in Bai Jiaojiao's field of vision. She suddenly raised her head and looked around, only to see that the person who had already left was standing firmly in front of her and looked down at her. The afterglow of the light hit the boy's body, making him look mysterious and confusing.

Just as she was staring blankly, the feeling of weightlessness suddenly hit her. It turned out that the boy hugged her up. Before she could think about it, she could only avoid the injured place and hug Yan Nanjue's neck, fearing that she would fall off.

She raised her head to look at Yan Nanjue, her big pupils were flickering, her eyelashes were wet with tears, and her eyes were still full of watery light.

Bai Jiaojiao wanted to say something, wanted to ask him why he came back after leaving, but seeing Yan Nanjue's indifferent expression and the corners of his mouth tightly pursed, she didn't dare to say it, so she could only curl up and let him It is more comfortable to lie in the boy's arms.

All the way, she was anxious until she was carried into Yan Nanjue's house and then put on the sofa. The two of them didn't say a word, but Bai Jiaojiao wanted to say something, but when she saw Yan Nanjue's cold look, she was discouraged , she pouted and sighed helplessly.

When Yan Nanjue, who entered the bedroom, reappeared in the living room, he was carrying a small white medicine box in his hand. He went straight to Bai Jiaojiao, knelt down on one knee in front of the sofa, and lifted the little girl's leg with his big hand to put it on. On his knees, he cleaned up without saying a word, and then took the cotton swab to apply the medicine, looking serious and focused as if he was doing a sacred thing.

Bai Jiaojiao stared blankly at the top of the black hair of the person in front of her. She could feel the gentle and careful movements of this person when applying the medicine for fear of hurting herself. The corners of her mouth gently curled into a sweet smile. This person is really Duplicity, obviously caring about himself but saying those hurtful things.

The little girl was in a happy mood for a while, and the pain of the wound became insignificant. Bai Jiaojiao was full of playfulness, and her little hands quietly curled up a strand of the young black hair.

"Hey, don't make trouble."

Just as Bai Jiaojiao was having fun, a deep and hoarse voice came.

She blushed suddenly, feeling the shame of being caught, and her subwoofer-like voice made her heart tremble.