Yan Bai's eyes are extremely transparent, like glass, beautiful and beautiful, especially when he smiles lightly, it is like having magic that can purify all the filth in the world, Yan Bai's movements in his hands are careless, stirring the straw in his hand, his cheeks are bulging, and he winks at Mu Fan.

"What do you say, Mu Fan?

The voice was slow and faint, reaching Mu Fan's ears, and the corners of his lips rose upward.

Mu Fan just looked at Yan Bai in front of him stunned, he always felt that the girl in front of him was far more mature than she seemed on the surface, as if he could always guess what was going on in people's hearts, Mu Fan shook his head, he put his hand on the table, and then said in a hoarse voice.

"You.... Why kill. Mu Fan's voice paused, obviously thinking about it while speaking, thinking about whether to say it or not.

"Huh?" After Yan Bai heard Mu Fan's words, he let go of the warm soy milk in his hand, looked at Mu Fan with his cheeks, and took in the expression on Mu Fan's face little by little.

"Mu Fan, why do you think it is? Why do I need a reason?"

After Mu Fan heard Yan Bai's words, he only felt that something was in his throat, and it was difficult to speak.

Perhaps it was his instinctive reluctance to believe that Yan Bai was a cruel and violent madman who took pleasure in killing people in the mouth of the capital, so he came to ask Yan Bai, hoping to get a reason, a reason why he did this, or a reason that made him feel that he was doing the right thing.

"I'm a complete lunatic." Yan Bai stood up, walked in front of Mu Fan, gently leaned his hand on Mu Fan's shoulder, and then spoke in Mu Fan's ear.

"You're shielding me, what if I do it again? When the time comes, you will be guilty of the same crime as me, Mufan. ”

Mu Fan was when Yan Bai's hand rested on his shoulder, his body trembled slightly, the whip marks on his back were left yesterday, and now the skin is still open, and it is not good at all, even if Yan Bai's inadvertent touch will make the pain unbearable.

Mu Fan wrinkled his brows, he looked at Yan Bai who was close at hand, tried his best to control his heartbeat, made himself appear calm, stared at Yan Bai and said.

"As long as you tell your reasons, I'm willing to believe it."

Whatever the reason, even if it sounds like a ridiculous lie, be willing to believe it.

Mu Fan seemed to have a villain in his heart who was saying the second half of the sentence.

"Really?" Yan Bai listened to Mu Fan's words, a smile bloomed on his face, and he spoke.

"Hmm." Mu Fan nodded, without saying much, and the expression on his face could be as simple as it could be.

"It's a shame, no." Yan Bai smiled, spoke, returned to his seat, and drank all the soy milk in the cup.

Mu Fan was a little disappointed in his eyes, but he didn't show it, he stood up and looked at Yan Bai condescendingly, his voice was hoarse and cold.

"You refuse to stop, ready to keep going..." Mu Fan paused before he finished speaking, his face was in a cold sweat, his body shook a little, his legs were a little weak, his head was dizzy, and the white appearance in front of him began to become blurred.

"Bang dang ......" Mu Fan's hand originally grabbed the table, but he didn't catch it, and the whole person lost the strength to support it, and fell straight to the side.