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Chapter 894

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    He Did he think about a wrong question from the beginning?

    Perhaps, Song Ci is not a person with the same personality as Ru Ru.

    It's a real coquettish pervert.

    Mu Ran's pupils trembled slightly, his eyes flustered.

    Song Ci smiled softly: "Little thing, are you afraid of me?"

    Song Ci stretched out his right hand, blue blood vessels crawled on the back of his hand, the white skin and the blue blood vessels formed a sharp contrast, creating a sickly aesthetic feeling.

    The hand with sharp knuckles caressed Mu Ran's cheek ambiguously: "little thing, how can you be afraid of me? You want to kill people with me."

    Mu Ran didn't speak.

    Compared with Song Ci, he is a person with extreme personality problems.

    Not even sick and delicate.

    Mu Ran finally understood why Song Ci kept calling him a little thing.

    Because, in Song Ci's eyes, isn't Mu Ran just like a cub?

    One, he doesn't even know how to really torture people,

    Song Ci very much enjoyed the feeling of skin-to-skin contact with Mu Ran.

    The warm touch from his hand made his blood boil like it was being ignited.

    This feeling reminded him of that little white dog from before.

    The little white dog was not killed by his grandfather.

    When he touched the little white dog's body, the little white dog was still whispering to him.

    The low cry of dying was a bit pitiful, but but it made the young him enjoy listening to it very much.

    In order to be able to hear the sound of the puppy suffocating, he buried the little white dog alive.

    Watching it helplessly struggle slightly.

    Looking at the puppy's wet eyes, it was full of prayers and pity.

    Song Ci's eyes staring at Mu Ran became darker and deeper.

    Filled with a rotten smell of dangerous corruption.

    That look startled Mu Ran.

    Worried about his own life.

    "Song Ci." Mu Ran couldn't help calling Song Ci's name.

    Song Ci returned to his senses, moved his hand down lovingly, and stroked Mu Ran's slender neck.

    His fingers stroked the main artery in Muran's neck back and forth: "Little thing, what's the matter? I figured it out, are you going to kill someone with me?"

    Song Ci spoke lightly, but he was extremely serious.

    Mu Ran swallowed.

    Because of Song Ci's touch, he had goose bumps all over his body.

    Song Ci's fingers were slightly calloused.

    Layers of rough sensations slid across his skin, numb and tingly at the same time.

    Mu Ran had no doubt that Song Ci would grab him by the neck in the next second, causing him to suffocate to death.

    As if making up his mind, Mu Ran looked up with bright eyes: "Okay."

    Song Ci didn't expect Mu Ran to agree, so he was taken aback.

    Mu Ran's light eyes appeared, like stars shining in the sky.

    And this star belongs only to him.

    Inexplicable emotions rushed into my heart.

    That feeling was very strange, but it warmed his stiff and cold body.

    "Okay" Song Ci smiled softly, his eyes full of love.

    Mu Ran felt relieved, knowing that he had made the right bet.

    The banquet did not go smoothly.

    Grandpa Song collapsed due to high blood flow and cerebral thrombosis, and died.

    All the guests who were called by Mr. Song were frightened.

    They came because they thought that when Mr. Song woke up, the rights of the Song family would fall into his hands.

    But No one thought that Mr. Song was actually dead.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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