Reborn Xueba: I am a giant

Yao Jun took a step back, the hatred or gloomy expression in Sheng An's eyes made him feel strange, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Especially what Sheng An said made him sad like a dagger piercing his heart.

Sheng An's words continued, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, with a touch of bloodthirsty: "I will definitely not kill you immediately, I will kill you bit by bit, let you endure the most pain in the world, let you Life is better than death."

Yao Jun suddenly burst into laughter, laughing maniacally, laughing obsessively, Yao Jun's laughter echoed in the room, this laughter was indeed a bit weird in the middle of the night, the enhanced person outside the door seemed to want to open the door and come in to see, but when he thought of Yao Jun held back his ruthlessness.

Yao Jun stopped laughing, but the corner of his mouth still raised a strange arc, his eyes were a little red, but tears flowed from the left side.

The expression on the left cheek is the most sincere.

Even in this man who is full of disguises.

The tears, glinting in the moonlight, were both beautiful and eerie on the face.

Is this extremely sad, or is it laughing at yourself, or is it laughing at fate?

Sheng An froze in place.

Yao Jun's voice was desolate, it was the desolation accumulated over time through two time-spaces: "My Sheng'an, you have long made my life worse than death."

Sheng An looked at Yao Jun's tears steadily, watching the tears drip from his well-shaped chin to his collarbone, and then trickle down his fair chest into his nightgown.

It was a long time before she turned around and lay back on her bed. Whether Yao Jun was sad or happy, Sheng An didn't bother to argue with him. After all, Yao Jun was someone she would kill no matter what.

Yao Jun didn't sleep, just stood beside Sheng An's bed, looking at Sheng An quietly.

This sight is burning, sad, desolate, and sad.

Sheng An was so disturbed that he turned over and turned his back to Yao Jun.

Yao Jun still didn't leave. When Sheng An was about to fall asleep in a daze, she felt a hand holding her hand.

Yao Jun's hands have always been extremely cold, and now they are more like ice cubes. Even touching Sheng An's hands gave Sheng An instant goosebumps.

She didn't feel sleepy at all, and looked at Yao Jun in front of her vigilantly: "What are you going to do?"

Yao Jun didn't speak, he lowered his head and put a Swiss Army Knife into Sheng An's hand, and then slowly closed Sheng An's hand.

Sheng An looked down at the Swiss Army Knife, and then looked up at Yao Jun in disbelief. Yao Jun's words were simple and clear: "Since you want to kill me, you can be free from such hatred."

He paused, and added: "Then, you can kill."

Sheng An was holding the saber in her hand. It was clear that her goal all along was to kill Yao Jun. Now, she was a little at a loss, but soon she calmed down.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

She looked up at Yao Jun's jealous face, and said with a mocking smile, "Do you really think I dare not?"

Yao Jun just smiled, smiling gently at Sheng An, Sheng An hated Yao Jun's smile so much, as if nothing in the world could break his mask.

She got up from the bed and yelled at Yao Jun: "Don't laugh, don't laugh."

Yao Jun still smiled, not restrained by Sheng An's words, and touched Sheng An's hair with his hands, a little affectionate and nostalgic.