"As expected..."

Who would like a person with blood on his hands?

Feng Jinxuan looked at the lifeless room and waited for three minutes before walking downstairs.

He is a complete lunatic. Not even a fly can leave the hotel, let alone people.

The choice just now seemed to give him a choice, but in fact the initiative was still in his hands.

Whether Ni Manxing can survive depends entirely on his mood.

When she chose to leave, she was destined to face death.

She was the one who got involved with him first, how could he give her a chance to escape?

Feng Jinxuan thought of Ni Manxing's faint smile and bright eyes, and shook the scalpel impatiently. Then she walked to the stairs and met Ni Manxing who was about to come up.

Ni Manxing stood below, looking up slightly at Feng Jinxuan who was holding the scalpel with cold eyes, and silently clenched his palms before speaking.

"I'm sure you haven't really looked at this painting. Why don't we take a closer look together?"

She did not retreat because of Feng Jinxuan's gaze, but instead raised her feet and moved closer to him step by step.

Ni Manxing was betting that he wouldn't want to kill her now.

She knew Feng Jinxuan's crazy personality very well, and he actually dared to expose his murder to her.

Then there was no way he would let her leave alive.

If the confession is made inside the house, the shock will definitely not be as strong as if it is made downstairs.

Ni Manxing made two preparations for the painting.

Therefore, when she heard Feng Jinxuan ask this, she had the idea of ​​taking the second path in her mind.

She liked him, and it wasn't just a lie because she wanted to stay alive. She really did like Feng Jinxuan a little in her heart.

Feng Jinxuan, who was originally depressed, saw that Ni Manxing was only trying to get the painting, and the desire to kill in his heart gradually subsided.

He just stood there and watched Ni Manxing approach step by step, and enter his world.

Returning to the room again, Ni Manxing carefully put the painting back on the easel.

"Jinxuan, do you think this painting is beautiful?"

She looked up expectantly at Feng Jinxuan who was standing beside her with a knife in hand, as if she was not worried that he would stab her with the knife.

This painting shows a large field of sunflowers drooping in the rain. It is beautiful, but it looks a bit sad and not positive.

"nice."

He read the review again carefully.

"Doesn't this look better?"

Ni Manxing looked at Feng Jinxuan, whose mood remained unchanged, and walked forward to turn the painting sideways.

This time the screen is in an upright position.

The sunflowers that were drooping before now stood facing the sun, and the red and yellow earth now turned into a warm sun, illuminating the sunflowers.

And the original raindrops have now turned into watering.

In an instant, the originally dull and lifeless portrait suddenly regained its vitality, like a vibrant spring.

"How is it? Jinxuan, do you feel my seriousness?"

Feng Jinxuan looked at the changing portrait and stared at the sunflowers that raised their heads high towards the sun, and suddenly she was stunned.

"I have always been alone, traveling around to find out why people live. What is the meaning of life?"

"It rained heavily that day, and it hurt me a little. I looked up at the dark sky and prayed silently, hoping that no matter where I was, I could find shelter from the rain."

As Ni Manxing spoke, her eyes gradually filled with tears. She raised her eyes and looked into Feng Jinxuan's eyes stubbornly.

"Then I arrived at your hotel, and you not only welcomed me, but also kindly brought me a change of clothes."

"You even took good care of me when I had a cold. I think I fell in love with you when you took good care of me."

She didn't raise her hand to wipe her tears, letting them slide down her cheeks and drip onto the ground.

Feng Jinxuan looked at Ni Manxing with a sincere face but was not excited or happy. Instead, she calmly recounted all her previous actions.

"I was the one who caused your cold."

"So is the cell phone signal."

"Hehe~ You also know that you don't deserve love."

Ni Manxing looked at Feng Jinxuan who interrupted her emotions and was only concerned with talking. She complained in her heart, but with a sincere look on her face, she took his hand.

"Jinxuan, I know you want me to testify, it's okay."

"Don't test me anymore. I can accept everything about you. I don't know where to go anyway, so it's fine to stay with you."

As she spoke, she looked up at Feng Jinxuan pleadingly.

"Jinxuan, please let me stay here. I like you and I can accept everything, even if I can never leave the hotel."

In fact, she has long been tired of people outside. Although what Feng Jinxuan did may not be right, does that mean that group of scumbags are definitely right?

Feng Jinxuan looked at Ni Manxing with tears in her eyes. He lowered his head slightly, stared at her fluorescent eyes with his black eyes, and spoke word by word.

"You said you would never leave me."

He finally stopped testing her, and for the first time his eyes revealed obvious ferocity.

"If you dare to lie to me, I will kill you."

Ni Manxing looked at the murderous eyes without changing her expression. She took his hand and placed it on her chest, letting him feel the hot beating heart.

"I won't."

Because it was her who betrayed you, not me, Ni Manxing.

"Feel it? It's beating for you."

Well~ Actually it’s the excitement of acting!

Feng Jinxuan looked at Ni Manxing's bold action, reached out, pinched her chin, lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely.

The force was so strong that it seemed as if he wanted to eat Ni Manxing alive.

While the two were entangled in tongues, Ni Manxing heard the sound of a level-clearing prompt.

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