489 Her Throwing Knife Almost Made Him Inhumane! 12
"Bei Xiaoxiao, are you jealous?" Yan Yu stared at her deeply for a long time with his amber eyes, and then asked slowly one word at a time.
"What? I...how could I...don't talk nonsense...I'm not jealous." Looking at the way he suddenly curled up his lips and smiled, she suddenly felt flustered. Are you kidding me? How could she get angry because of him?
She was jealous, and she didn't like him. She kept hypnotizing herself, but there was a voice in her heart that asked again, Bei Xiaoxiao, do you really not like him?
If you don't like him, why do you have such a big reaction? At this moment, her heart was confused.
"If you admit that you are jealous, I will not pursue the matter of you shooting her with a knife just now. If you don't admit it, huh huh..." Yan Yu looked down at her and snorted a few threats.
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"So what if you don't admit it?" How could anyone threaten someone like him and admit it because he was jealous? She pouted and said angrily.
"You don't admit it, huh?" The dangerous eagle eyes narrowed to a narrow slit, and the fingers holding her chin tightened slightly.
"You...are you going to hit her? Just hit her. It's not like she has never been beaten before." She raised her head stubbornly and looked directly into his eyes. Had she been beaten less before? What if?
If he thought he could threaten her with this method, he was totally wrong.
"How could I be willing to hit you?" The fingers holding her chin slowly caressed her cheek, and the rough fingers touched her tender skin, leaving a touch of itch.
"Then what do you want?" Could it be that you want to use the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty to deal with her? Thinking of the horrific torture, she couldn't help but swallowed nervously.
But, no, we are still far away from the Manchu Qing Dynasty. We don’t have the top ten tortures yet. Bei Xiaoxiao, don’t scare yourself. She pinched her thigh with her hand to make herself stronger.
"Nothing, I just want you to try out what it's like to be used as a target for throwing knives. But let me remind you first that I have never practiced throwing knives. If you get a few holes shot in your body, don't blame me for not reminding you.
." A playful smile appeared on Yan Yu's cheek, and his fingers pinched her skin slightly, as if to remind her.
