The banquet was forced to end under inexplicable circumstances.
Everyone came inexplicably, and left even more inexplicably.
However, Mu Ran didn't leave, Song Ci forced him to stay.
The reason for staying was to let him kill someone.
Mu Ran was held by Song Ci, just like he held Song Yuanxin's hand before and asked her to push someone down the stairs.
The difference is that Song Ci hugged him.
His whole body was wrapped in Song Ci's arms. The two fit tightly without a gap.
The scalding temperature passed through the clothes and burned on the skin of the two of them.
Song Ci was in Mu Ran's ear, whispering Simo to him: "Little thing, can you kill him with me?"
The person in front of him was bound hands and feet, with a gray rag stuffed in his mouth.
This person Mu Ran just met at the banquet - the housekeeper of the Song family.
The butler is not young, he is about fifty or sixty years old, with gray hair and wrinkles on his face.
At this moment, he was tied to a chair, looking at them in horror.
Mu Ran's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his expression a little unnatural.
He is not the original owner.
For such a period of time, when he played the character set, at most he said a few scary words.
Substantial things, just steal Song Yuanxin's bracelet and put it on someone else.
Other than that, nothing was done.
If you really asked him to kill someone, he was still cowardly.
Song Ci squeezed Mu Ran's hand gently, and put a sharp dagger in his hand.
Controlled Mu Ran's hand, making him hold the dagger tightly.
With a bit of pitifulness, Song Ci whispered in Mu Ran's ear: "Little thing, do you know who this person is?"
"He is the housekeeper of this family. He is also my grandfather's man."
"It was he who rescued Grandpa who was supposed to be in a coma forever. It was also he who tipped off everything about you and me. You were almost killed by him."
When Song Ci spoke, his eyes were fixed on Mu Ran's eyes.
Mu Ran was forced to kill, so he couldn't integrate into the character design at all.
In his beautiful eyes, the eyeballs are like shining crystals, full of clear light.
Such eyes should be in the sun.
Instead of by his side.
Song Ci's eyes darkened slightly, and his expression turned cold uncontrollably.
Mu Ran's breathing was slightly messy, and he didn't realize that Song Ci was testing him.
He has some methods.
How to do how to do?
He can't really kill this dog housekeeper with a single knife, can he?
He can't do it
Although he has traveled through many worlds and has long been an old fritter, but in some respects, he is still cowardly!
"Can you do it?" Song Ci urged, pulling him towards the person on the stool.
The butler who was tied up shook his head violently in panic, and groaned in resistance from his nasal cavity.
Suddenly, Mu Ran thought of something, and quickly stopped: "I will do it myself."
Song Ci's eyes were dark, and after thinking for a while, he finally let go of his hand.
With a "clang", the dagger fell to the ground.
Mu Ran let go of the hand holding the dagger.
Song Ci stared at him with deep eyes.
However, Mu Ran came to the butler, and stretched out his hand to attack his neck.
Although the tall and slender boy had already turned eighteen.
But because of his appearance, he looks like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child.
A pair of hands that hold a pen and write are even more ridiculously white, and they look so delicate.
Seeing that beautiful hand was about to touch that ugly neck like a turkey, Song Ci's face darkened: "Stop." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com