Qianzel's eyes darkened slightly, and the emotions in his pure blue eyes surged. He raised his thin lips strangely, and his tone was a bit inexplicable, "You don't think..."
His tone was slightly sarcastic, with a hint of weird ridicule, soft and affectionate, ignoring her knife, he took a step forward, and a cruel smile appeared on his thin lips.
However, the girl blinked, but at the same time as he was about to reach for the knife, she suddenly stood on tiptoe, and her lips softly touched his fair side face.
Qianzel's movements froze immediately, his consciousness sank for a moment in a trance, his wrists had been nimbly grasped by the other party, and the handcuffs were easily put on.
The young man froze for a while, seeing the other party back away without hesitation, licked his lips, and smiled casually: "Tsk, you're not very vigilant."
He suddenly realized that her kissing him was just a joke, just to divert attention, without any ambiguous meaning at all, it was just a bait to lure the prey.
She actually treated him like this.
Play like prey.
An icy rage surged into his mind in an instant, Qianzel gritted his teeth slightly, his eyes flushed faintly, he struggled against the handcuffs on his hands, his white wrists were slightly oozing blood, while the girl in front of her only took a look, Frowning in displeasure: "Bleeding, it's not good-looking."
All she cared about was whether the prey looked good or not.
How could it be like this... how could it be done to him like this.
The young man himself couldn't tell what the grievance and rage in his heart were. Seeing the person in front of him staring at the silver knife fascinatedly, he didn't notice him at all, and smiled casually, "Qianzel, you are the one I saw The most beautiful person in his life must also die the most beautiful."
She looked up into his eyes, "Don't you really want me to understand you? I remember that you like to take human organs as souvenirs. I like your eyes the most, why don't you dig them out... as a souvenir."
The blood in Qianzel's eyes was almost overflowing. No matter how he moved, the handcuffs had been easily untied. He stretched out his hand to hold her neck, but strangely did not use any strength, but tried his best to restrain himself:
"I'll give you a chance, think about it carefully, do you want to kill me or not?"
Although he was uncontrollably cruel and his tone was romantic and weird, his voice trembled slightly, almost like a helpless child making his last helpless prayer.
"I think, how interesting it is to kill you." The girl looked at him sideways, but raised her eyebrows without hesitation.
The boy's brain ached again.
He almost went crazy, staring at her with pure blue beautiful eyes. The killing game I liked in the past, but at this moment it makes people extremely disgusted, so disgusted that I almost want to throw away the knife in my hand immediately, to prevent her fascinated eyes from stopping on the knife, and prevent her from having the idea of killing herself.
She teases him like a pet.
Don't care... just kill it.
The bottom of the young man's eyes turned scarlet, and his voice finally lost its careless softness, and he said in a hoarse voice:
"... No. You are not allowed to kill people."
The girl raised her eyes, her voice was slightly cold: "Why?"
"Don't kill people." The other party murmured, the silver knife in his hand fell to the ground, he leaned over and hugged her desperately, his white and delicate chin rested on her shoulder, his out-of-control brain was bloody, but he gritted his teeth and said sternly :
"No. If I don't kill, you won't either. That kind of thing... isn't that good. It's not good at all."
In the end, he almost felt wronged.
She hates perverts.
Yes.
He suddenly became...very annoying.