The feminine man looked sideways, half of his cheeks rubbing against the concrete floor, and he was red and hematoma, looking embarrassed, and there was no trace of the spirit that had just happened. Now he was pinched by Ji Baimo and could not move, and his whole body was forced to lie on the ground, and his eyes were... he could only look at Ji Baimo and Yan Bai. Even if he wanted to look away, he could not move away. Ji Baimo wiped the blood on Yan Bai's hands, and Ji Baimo fed Yan Bai candy.

He didn't care about his existence at all, just as everything around him was air.

In fact, this is true. What are other people? Air does not exist.

Ji Baimo took off his coat and was wearing only a thin white shirt. He draped the wide dark black coat on Yan Bai's body, which was also covered with Ji Baimo's body temperature. It was very warm. Yan Bai shrank his body and absorbed the warmth of the clothes. His pale face finally dyed a little rosy. Then Ji Baimo took the tool to untie the handcuffs on Yan Bai's wrists and ankles. Although he had not worn these things for a long time, there were still red marks on Yan Bai's wrists and ankles to varying degrees, which was particularly dazzling.

"Stand, don't move." Ji Baimo closed the gaps on Yan Bai's body. He patted Yan Bai and said.

"Well, I won't move, listen to Mo Mo." Yan Bai stood obediently in front of Ji Baimo. She looked at Ji Baimo, and the pink furry cat ears on her head shivered, like a good baby, a cat with a sharp claws put away, leaving only a soft and innocent appearance.

114 sighed on the side that only Ji Baimo can coax her host like this. Yan Bai is always so easy to coax in front of Ji Baimo. It seems that as long as this person is in front of her, she can be satisfied, so she is willing to be obedient as long as he is there.

"Don't you know it hurt?" Ji Baimo took out the ointment from his pocket, and the almost transparent white ointment applied to the strand marks on Yan Bai's wrists and ankles. It was very cool and comfortable. It was also after the ointment touched, the strand marks on Yan Bai's wrists and ankles became much lighter. It was originally a little purple-red, but now it is a faint pink, which is not so dazzling. Ji Baimo then took back the ointment with satisfaction.

"It hurts a lot, so it won't hurt anymore, so it's here." Yan Bai listened to Ji Baimo's words, and she seemed to think carefully, shook her head, pointed to her left chest, and had a sweet smile outlined by the corner of her lips.

"People without heart and feelings will not feel pain." Yan Bai spoke.

"But I will feel distressed." Ji Baimo listened to Yan Bai's words and touched Yan Bai's cheek. The baby face, which was originally a little fat, has now become much thinner. He frowned.

"Well, I have to raise it well." Ji Baimo spoke. He didn't care at all that he was still in prison. He was already thinking about how to make up for Yan Bai and make some delicious food so that he could make up the fallen meat.

"What if I don't come, what will happen to you?" Ji Baimo looked at Yan Bai and spoke.

"Will Mo Mo come?" Yan Bai raised her eyes and looked at Ji Baimo. Her eyes were clear and she asked Ji Baimo. For a moment, Ji Baimo was so speechless that he was asked by this sentence. He could not refute Yan Bai's words.
Chapter completed!