Chapter 107 [107] Caught Again

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. What a tragedy.

This is called a tragedy.

When you think you have successfully escaped from the wolf's den, you find yourself falling into the tiger's den in the blink of an eye.

An Yeran now feels a little disappointed.

Was locked in a white room for two days.

The iron chain on the wrist was shining brightly, and the white surrounding it was so bright that it was enough to blind people's eyes.

damn it.

"Crack, crunch."

An Yeran was chewing a chocolate bar in his mouth, biting it hard as if it were Shen Mo's head.

A pair of eyes stared coldly at the young man in front of him who was leaning elegantly against the door frame.

If eyes could turn into knives, he would have been cut into pieces by now.

I don't know what kind of medicine is in this room. It is colorless and odorless, and it makes her lose her strength.

Suddenly, the young man at the side door walked up to her, gently lifted her chin with his slender jade-like hand, and wiped the corner of her mouth with his thumb to wipe off the chocolate residue on the side for her.

"Don't eat too fast." The boy's tone was very gentle and full of patience.

An Yeran rolled his eyes and said, "Go away, please?"

Shen Mo sighed, and the light in his eyes gradually faded.

He leaned over and tried to kiss the girl on the lips, but was blocked by a hand.

The girl's eyes were filled with warnings.

She didn't want to.

Shen Mo's eyes darkened, and a slightly mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Lu Xiu can do it, but why can't I?"

An Yeran shook his head and said without thinking: "Neither of you can do it."

She ate another chocolate bar and turned her head away, no longer looking at Shen Mo.

The boy didn't care and asked softly, "In four days, it will be your eighteenth birthday. What do you want?"

An Yeran said: "I want you to let me go."

Shen Mo smiled and shook his head, "Sorry, this is the only thing I absolutely cannot do."

He hugged her and said softly, "Yes."

"You're all I have."

An Yeran paused chewing.

"You are all I have. After my father died, you are all I have." The boy repeated.

An Yeran pushed him away, feeling a slight pain in her heart. She was a little angry, but also felt more sad.

"Let me go!" She hated being hurt by someone she trusted the most.

Seeing that she was full of thorns, Shen Mo was not in a hurry. He would not force her. "It's my fault," he said, "Just this time, okay? Just this time, from now on, I will never hurt your heart again." Gently covering the girl with a blanket, the boy did not kiss her lips, but gently touched her forehead.

Only after his men knocked on the door urgently did Shen Mo stand up and reluctantly leave the room.

"boom."

The door is closed.

After An Yeran confirmed that the footsteps outside gradually disappeared, he used up his remaining strength, pulled back the quilt, and took out something that looked like a chocolate ball from his pocket.

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