Mu Yanjun's hand quickly pressed down on his face, the candle light swayed, and the dark shadow danced on his face.
Bai Weiwei held the mask in her hand and stared at him blankly.
The atmosphere of affection and affection just now disappeared in a blink of an eye, and only a terrible silence circulated between the two.
Bai Weiwei suddenly woke up, her voice still a little sluggish, "Mu Yanjun?"
Mu Yanjun pursed his lips, and his face, which was much more delicate than Junbuyan, was full of yin temperament.
Bai Weiwei finally fully reacted, she reached out and pushed him hard.
Mu Yanjun was in chaos because he was exposed, and he and her had been thinking about it for the rest of his life, accompanying her as Jun Buyan.
But what if it was revealed
Mu Yanjun found out that he had never thought about being exposed.
Maybe he didn't dare to think about it.
Bai Weiwei's actions undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, completely igniting the fear in his heart.
She knew, she must have hated him.
Mu Yanjun buckled her back and pulled her back into his arms.
The two of them were not wearing clothes, their skin was touching, and their breath was equally chaotic. They were so ambiguous and chaotic in the middle of the night.
Bai Weiwei was trembling all over, she kept trembling and asked, "Who are you? Who are you?"
Mu Yanjun knew that once some people encountered something they couldn't bear, they would start to run away like Bai Weiwei.
Who he is is not very obvious.
The sadness in Mu Yanjun's eyes became intense, but the words on his mouth were extremely gloomy, "Who am I? I was very close to me on the bed just now, how come I didn't know each other in a blink of an eye?"
There was fear in Bai Weiwei's eyes, "No, it's Jun Buyan who is with me. Did you... kill him?"
Only then did Mu Yanjun realize what she was afraid of.
What she was afraid of was not that he was Junbuyan, but that he would kill Junbuyan and replace him with his appearance.
Mu Yanjun's eyes became terrifying, and his voice became gloomy, "Who do you think Jun Buyan is?"
Bai Weiwei's eyes flinched, as if she didn't dare to face his questioning.
He caught it immediately, and finally couldn't help laughing, the laughter was shrill.
"Bai Weiwei, when did you learn to deceive yourself?"
Bai Weiwei immediately wanted to struggle and didn't want to listen to him.
But Mu Yanjun just wanted to open everything up, it was all destroyed anyway, and he just destroyed it more completely.
"It's me, it's me from beginning to end. It's me who walks in the rain with you, it's me who talks about poetry and painting with you, it's me who saves you, and it's me who wants to marry you."
Bai Weiwei struggled even harder, her voice weak obviously. "You lied to me… "
Mu Yanjun pushed her back onto the bed, put his hands on her shoulders, and his long hair poured down and fell onto her body.
"Liar to you?" His voice rose coldly, with a gorgeous magnetism.
"It's you who I lied to, and there are only two men you've ever been tempted by. One is me and the other is me."
There was a blank stagnation on Bai Weiwei's face, which was suddenly stained with despair.
But Mu Yanjun insisted on forcing her to a dead end, forcing her to admit her feelings.
"So the person you love is always me."
Bai Weiwei stretched out her hand, her fingernails grabbed the flesh of his arm, she cried clearly, "Mu Yanjun, where did you hide Junbuyan? Can you let him go?"
Mu Yanjun felt that her words hurt people too badly.
He was deeply saddened and angry.
"There is no such person as Jun Buyan. I fabricated this person. You are so stupid. How could you be deceived by such a simple trick?"