Chapter 84 Doomsday Paradise (22) The most hostile existence
In the room, the girl sat on the edge of the bed, caring deeply about the sick beauty lying on the bed.
Yan Jinyue held his hand and looked worried: "Does your chest still hurt?"
The Joker hit him right in the chest.
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
Bai Zhu smiled and shook his head, but after finishing speaking, he coughed twice painfully. His lips were pale and not convincing at all, more like he was trying to hold on.
"You still say it doesn't hurt." Yan Jinyue frowned and said in a serious tone, "Now don't hide it from me. If you do this, I will be even more worried."
"Okay," the frail and pure young man nodded obediently.
"That's pretty much it."
The two held hands and looked at each other, their tenderness flowing like water.
The clown twitched the corners of his lips coldly.
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How much damage could he do to the green tea if he put in some effort? Could he not know?
Moreover, they also shared the pain. He knew clearly whether the green tea was pretending to be painful or really painful.
But the little girl doesn’t know!
Seeing is believing, she clearly saw him beating someone to the point of vomiting blood. If she said at this moment that he was pretending to gain sympathy, she would only be labeled as someone who "does something wrong but still makes excuses and falsely accuses others."
The clown was very aggrieved, and his violence factor was boiling. He wanted to kill, or drag the green tea on the bed and beat him again.
But neither can go.
First, because when he went to kill, he was letting the little girl and green tea live together in the same room. It probably won't take long before you can feel the weird pleasure coming from here.
The second reason is because he is afraid that the little girl will be angry. She was fierce towards him just now, but when she turned to face the green tea and spoke softly, she was completely different from the other person.
He could only endure this for the time being and settle the accounts later.
"Xiaobai, please say sorry to Xiaoshu."
noob?
Little tricks?
The two grown men looked at her strangely.
Yan Jinyue blinked, "What's wrong?...Oh, you two are both called Baizhu. After thinking about it, it's better to call them separately."
"But why am I called Xiaobai?" The clown said dissatisfied, "It sounds like the name of a kitten or puppy."
Yan Jinyue hooked her fingers and motioned for him to come over.
The clown came over with a cold face, "What are you doing?"
"Hold your head," she said.
Although he was confused, the clown obeyed obediently.
Yan Jinyue grabbed his collar, put her red lips up to him, and kissed his lips hard.
After they separated, she rubbed his colored hair and said with a smile: "Xiao Bai is so cute, and you are also very cute, and it matches you perfectly."
A warm current flowed through his heart, and he was very satisfied with being coaxed. The clown couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, but with a proud look on his face, "Oh, that's pretty much it."
"Then you and Xiao Shu apologize." She let go of him and returned to her coldness.
The clown said "Ah" in disbelief: "Why do you still need to apologize?"
Others would "slap me and then give me a sweet date", but she was better, "give me a sweet date and then give me a slap in the face."
"Because you hurt him." Yan Jinyue said seriously, "Although you are all the same person, you still have to apologize."
The clown looked deeply at the little girl's determined expression, and then glanced at the green tea behind him.
It was obvious that his face was exactly like his own, but such a weak, innocent and provocative expression made him want to tear that face apart.
However, he still endured it.
He likes to pretend to be weak, so let him pretend to be weak!
The clown curled his lower lip calmly and said happily: "Okay, I apologize."
He said "sincerely" to the sick beauty: "I'm sorry, I hurt you seriously just now, and I will never do it again in the future."
Of course, I will never let you have a chance to live in the future.
After speaking, he even bowed respectfully.
"This is so good." It was not easy for the clown to compromise, and Yan Jinyue was very satisfied.
"Then I'm so good, baby, shouldn't you give me a reward?"
"Huh?"
Yan Jinyue was stunned for a moment, but before she could recover, her wrist was already grasped and she was easily carried into a candy-sweet embrace. His chin was lifted by cold fingers.
His handsome face lowered.
He almost conquered the city in the shortest possible time, caught off guard and pried off the levels and swept through them wantonly.
His breath was snatched away, and his waist was tightly clasped.
The girl was still sitting on the edge of Bai Zhu's bed, her head raised, her swan neck showing a fragile and tempting arc.
I usually perceive it through feelings and image fragments, but now I see it with my own eyes, and the impact is indeed greater.
Those sharp peach blossom eyes looked at each other in the intoxication, which was nothing but pride and provocation.
Bai Zhu sneered and clenched his fingers.
Forget it, Yan Jinyue was a bit hypoxic, and her snow-white cheeks were as red as drunkenness. She stepped back a little, and happened to sit on the hands of the person behind her.
"I'm sorry." She apologized subconsciously.
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Bai Zhu's eyes dimmed instantly. He was squeamish and natural when getting along with the clown, but he apologized to him, clearly familiar.
Yan Jinyue didn't have so many twists and turns in her heart, it was just subconscious, and her waist was held by the man on the bed.
The kiss fell, and the clear and gentle woody fragrance swallowed her up.
She can understand why the clown is crazy, after all, he has such an unruly personality, but Bai Shu can't...
Yan Jinyue felt a little dizzy.
The clown frowned and grabbed the girl's thin wrist, trying to pull her back.
Baizhu hugged her tightly and wouldn't let go.
The two were afraid of hurting the girl, so they could only stand in a stalemate.
Yan Jinyue was out of breath before being let go, but her hands were held by one person and her waist was held by another person, making her want to cry without tears.
In order to avoid the next "tragedy", she decided to take a preemptive strike and lead the topic elsewhere.
"Wait a minute for the fight between you two!" She made a "stop" gesture, "Put aside your love and talk about business first."
The two men's eyes intertwined, sparkling.
"You let it go first."
"You let it go first."
"Then, let's put them together?"
"Yeah, let's put them together."
But their hands didn't move. They were still where they were before.
The corners of Yan Jinyue's lips twitched. She had no choice but to move their hands away by herself.
She jumped out of bed and was at a safe distance of more than two meters away from them, and then said: "Tell me, what's going on with those memory fragments? Why did you separate, and why was Xiao Shu imprisoned in the water?"
She looked at the clown first.
"I don't have much memory." The clown crossed his chest and said lazily.
She looked at the sick beauty on the bed again.
"I know." There was a faint smile on Bai Zhu's lips. The moment the little girl's eyes lit up, he said, "But, I can't tell you."
"Why?"
Yan Jinyue was confused.
"Because this is our ban." The clown who spoke this time, his lips were as red as blood, and his smile was weird and charming.
"Talk to anyone and he will die."
"Didn't you say you didn't know?"
The clown came over, put his long arms around the person, and hugged the person, "I have no memory, so I don't know the truth. However, the restriction is still clear, otherwise, he would not be imprisoned here."
"Then, when the memory fragment returned to your body, why were you injured?" Yan Jinyue asked again.
"Because it's not his memory." Bai Shu stood up and walked over, smiling softly, "That's mine."
"To be precise, it's the part that belongs to me."
"Although we are the same person, we are the most hostile existence."
Okay, this one is just a kiss, let me review it.
(End of this chapter)