But once she wakes up, she will turn around and leave without any reluctance.
He would even rather chat with others than look at me.
But it's obviously all him.
Why does she like the abnormal him more? The sober him obviously performs better and is the one that everyone likes.
——She just doesn’t like it.
Bai Jingmo raised his head, the scattered hair on his forehead covered his eyebrows and eyes, his face looked more confused than ever before, his thin lips were pursed helplessly, and his aura was pitiful and fragile.
Yu Li lifted her eyelids and glanced at him. Her fingertips ran from the back of his neck to the front, carefully playing with the buttons on the man's collar. After hearing what he said, she spoke slowly:
"Yeah, I don't like it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man's body completely froze, his face turned pale in an instant, as if he had been sentenced to death, and scarlet madness spread faintly in his eyes.
"Why..." His voice was hoarse and lost.
Yu Li slowly unbuttoned her shirt and looked up to see the expression on his face.
She chuckled and touched the man's lips, rubbing her fingertips at the corners of his mouth, with her eyes raised, with a bit of contemptuous momentum:
"Bai Jingmo, you know that this face of yours is my favorite, so I said I wanted to pursue you. Now that I have pursued you, kissed you, and are together, then when you are sober, you act like that in front of me. Do you think I have a lot of patience?"
A man can be gentle when he is sober, but he is too polite.
Even a kiss requires one to take the initiative. Even though he wants it very much, he won't say it. He just holds hands secretly.
Sometimes, even when she saw others coming over to talk to her, she would act understanding.
A person stayed nearby without saying anything. He was obviously extremely jealous, but he was still fine when asked.
Where did you learn this bad habit?
She put her fingertips on his chest, narrowed her eyes and spoke word by word, "Do you really think I don't know that there is no difference between you when you are awake and when you are sick?"
All doctors thought that Bai Jingmo had two personalities.
He is calm and composed when he is sober, but becomes extremely crazy when he is sick.
But Yu Li had already seen through it - this man was a madman from beginning to end.
The so-called clarity is just a disguise of rationality on the surface.
All that coldness and calmness was just a disguise in his subconscious mind.
Hearing this, Bai Jingmo's eyes were unclear.
After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly said, "Don't you like this? This is obviously the most normal thing."
Yu Li laughed out loud when she heard this: "Like?"
Her fingertips slid along the man's collar and touched his collarbone, then she leaned over and bit it, applying a little force with the tip of her teeth, causing blood to flow out, which was licked by the tip of her tongue the next second.
She raised her head, with bright red blood still at the corner of her lips.
The woman squinted her eyes lazily, stretched out her tongue to suck away the blood, and her casual posture of enjoyment was like a vampire from ancient times.
"Bo Jingmo, this is a mental hospital, and you and I are both patients."
She took out the leaves she had picked at the beginning, and the soft leaves turned into sharp weapons in her hands.
The edge cut her fingertips, and she smeared the blood on the man's wound with a smile, her tone gentle.
"So, I still like you to be your most real self in front of me."
She chuckled and kissed his lips, "You know what?"
Whether it's paranoia or crazy and strong possessiveness - Yu Li likes them all.
Her fingertips penetrated deep into the fabric, gently stroking the strong and well-defined muscles beneath her hands, then she lowered her head and licked his bleeding wound with her tongue.
Her movements were graceful and lazy, like a seductive enchantress.
Yu Li raised her eyes and glanced at the man whose breathing was getting heavier, and the corners of her mouth curled up silently.
After doing all this, she raised her head and whispered softly into his ear.
"There is no surveillance now. As long as you obey, I will allow you to do whatever you want."
The woman's voice was gentle and bewitching, and every word was like a carefully woven web, seducing people to sink into it willingly.
The man's breathing became heavier, his eyes were frighteningly dark, and filled with strong desire. He suddenly leaned over and pressed her down, lowered his eyes and kissed her, and their tongues instantly entangled together.
His kiss was no different from when he was sick, with his usual depth and plundering, and even today mixed with excitement that had nowhere to vent.
After an unknown amount of time, the man's low and hoarse reply came through the air:
"good."
A fanatical believer will eventually shed all disguises and faithfully pursue his beliefs.
Then, he defiled his god with the dirtiest love in the world.
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