Quickly wear redemption, I am a professional!

Yan Ran just introduced the 'wolf' into the room.

The warm yellow light in the living room exudes a faint warmth. Compared with the violent storm outside, it is really too warm. Although the room is narrow, it is soft everywhere.

The finger on his side moved, and the sharp tip of the knife was exposed for an inch.

His hand has been raised.

The person in front of him has no defense. As long as he cuts it off with one knife, everything can be solved, and his goal today has been achieved.

But just when he was about to take action, the 'boy' suddenly turned around.

Jian Heng lowered his hand at lightning speed, his face still expressionless, his cold eyes unruffled.

In fact, it doesn't matter even if you are discovered.

Anyway, this person from before is going to die eventually, so what if he is discovered?It might be a little more troublesome to deal with.

The light above his head was soft, and the 'boy' suddenly smiled at him.

At the same time, Jian Heng felt something surging in his body, and gradually spreading to other dark places, dots and pieces, burning, soft but intense.

Baffling and disorganized.

Yan Ran lowered his head and scribbled with a pen. His smile just now was completely subconscious.

This seemed ridiculous to him.

Let a strange man come in casually, and then show an unguarded smile, giving people the illusion that she will not be angry if he does anything excessive to her, like sea water, tolerant of all filth.

After Yan Ran finished writing, he brought the small notebook in front of the man.

Her handwriting is very clear and beautiful, which makes people feel comfortable to look at.

It says: Did you encounter any difficulties?

Jian Heng thought that he didn't look like someone who didn't need help.

Can a person really be so naive?
Incredible.

As if trying to break that innocent-looking smile, Jian Heng said without emotion, "I'm here to kill you."

The cold and hoarse voice appeared even deeper through the mask, making it difficult to understand.

Those overly calm eyes made people's scalp numb.

The pale and beautiful 'young man' was stunned for a moment, and his smile froze for a moment.

Jian Heng saw it clearly. After all, Yan Ran wrote all the expressions on my face.

Pleasurable pleasure arose spontaneously, and the slight ripples in the corner were completely covered up and ignored. The face hidden under the mask revealed a mocking arc.

I know I'm afraid now, but it's too late.

People always have to pay for their own stupidity, and this is the price Yan Ran has to pay.

Maybe she would be so frightened that her face would burst into tears, she would be so frightened that she would plead hard, and her legs would be so weak that she could not even stand. The only sure answer is that she will definitely regret it.

Regret the foolish act of bringing a man into this.

But now I have no regrets.

Jian Heng rubbed the cold and sharp blade hidden in his sleeve, feeling a little hopeful.

But the next second, Yan Ran made an expression that he expected.

Yan Ran smiled again.

It is clear and shallow, like white pear blossoms floating on the lake, reflecting the light of the water, brilliant and innocent.

In such an environment, it is like a shining pearl, shining brightly.

No one can resist her smile.

Jian Heng was also attracted by this smile.

What's there to laugh about?
How come a deaf, mute and disabled person can smile this meaninglessly and even slightly stupidly every moment?

It was dazzling and ignorant, but he couldn't look away.

This feeling disgusted him, and even the smile on the 'boy's' face felt like an eyesore.Jian Heng stared at the 'young man', his eyes darkening.

The tip of the too-sharp knife cut his fingertips, and he suddenly became irritated. His cold voice couldn't help but ask, "Do you think what I said is ridiculous?"

Most people would have been scared to shit, but not like her. I'm afraid Yan Ran has something wrong with his brain and is just a fool.

If Yan Ran was a fool, wouldn't he be fooled by the fool?

Jian Heng was already murderous. He didn't even understand why he was talking so much nonsense to a dying person. This was not a waste of time.

Yan Ran smiled and blinked at him, her amber eyes were like sweet caramel, and she lowered her head to write in the notebook.

Jian Heng became impatient, but still didn't do anything for some reason.

The 'boy's' hands look beautiful too.

As soft as green onions, as white as jade, with a faint pink tint to the fingertips, as delicate as peach blossom petals.

The notebook says: But your expression tells me that you are lost.

Qing Jun's font became distorted in Jian Heng's eyes. He took a breath. He was simply incomprehensible and unbelievable to this sentence. He stared at those words, his eyes darker than the night. Even colder.

Jian Heng's tone was unclear, "Am I lost?"

Yan Ran nodded, with crooked eyes, and then wrote: I can do my best to guide you in the direction.

Jian Heng couldn't hold it back, "Are you sick?"

Yan Ran: "..."

I just hate that I am mute.

System: [Poof...]

Yan Ran: [Can you still be more obvious? 】

The system suppressed a laugh and said in a strange tone: [Your expression tells me that you are lost~~Hahaha~~]

Yan Ran was so angry that she stomped her feet in shame.

[What do you know? All perverts do this. 】

Aren’t the Virgin and the pervert a perfect match?
Otherwise, a normal person would be scared to death if he saw Jian Heng like this?

If Yan Ran shows a trace of fear now, then death is not far away.

So I can only pretend!
The system responded with mixed emotions: [vomit——]

After being scolded inexplicably, Yan Ran still smiled. Jian Heng's eyes stayed on the inferior hearing aid on his left ear for a few seconds.

Maybe the 'boy' didn't hear clearly.

It was still raining outside, and the raindrops hit the windows, making a crackling sound.

Yan Ran turned around and went to get a glass of hot water.

Jian Heng stood upright, and his tall figure made the living room feel a little cramped.

She handed over the hot water.

The water cup is yellow in color and has cute little cartoon stickers on it. The hot water emits white mist and exudes heat.

Jian Heng raised his hand and waved it. Yan Ran subconsciously let go of his hand without any precautions.

boom--

The sound of breaking glass was clear and harsh, and the lovely cup fell into pieces and shattered on the floor.

The knife hidden in his sleeve slipped into the palm of his hand. Jian Heng no longer wanted to waste time and aimed at the fragile white neck of the 'young man'. Before he could lift his arm, he was held by a soft and warm finger.

Jian Heng's pupils shrank and his whole arm became stiff.

Jian Heng has a cold personality and has never had any desire for sex.

In a sense, this was the first time that Jian Heng held hands with someone else.

There is another chapter a little later (I will write the extra chapter of the previous story later, please be patient~~)