The lanterns come on.

After a day of exhaustion, Han Muxue was able to sink into the large sofa and stretch her legs.

Xiaoyun beside her could still clearly remember Han Muxue's harsh warning to her in the early morning, and stood cowering by the door.

Han Muxue smiled, placed one hand comfortably on the back of the sofa, and waved to Xiaoyun to come over.

The expression on Xiaoyun's face immediately became tense and froze.

"Come here!"

Han Muxue raised her eyebrows, already impatient.

Xiaoyun smelled the smell of "danger" and trembled all over. Every step towards Han Muxue was tragic.

It's not like she hasn't sent a distress signal to Sister Hong, but Sister Hong didn't take it to heart at all and only told her to continue to look at Han Muxue.

"Snow, Sister Xue'er..."

A long distance away from Han Muxue, Xiaoyun slowly sat down, her rapid breathing clearly revealing her fear at this time.

"Why are you so afraid of me? Am I so scary?"

Han Muxue suddenly came closer and hugged Xiaoyun's shoulders that began to shake violently.

"Sister Xue'er, sister Xue'er, please let me go, please... wu wu wu... I will never dare to do it again..."

Xiaoyun finally couldn't hold it any longer and cried loudly. The huge psychological pressure and Han Muxue's terrifying momentum caused her inner defenses, which were not strong to begin with, to collapse and completely shatter into pieces.

She had snot and tears, and she knelt down on the ground in a very disgraceful manner. She kept kowtowing to beg for mercy. She was out of breath and crying, which was very miserable.

Han Muxue began to feel irritable when she heard the shouting and shouting echoing in the large and empty living room.

She really didn't believe that Xiaoyun would never have bad thoughts again.

For someone in his early twenties to be able to do such a thing so easily shows how ruthless he is.

It's not like she has never seen tears of regret and regret.

But from this Xiaoyun, she felt no regret at all.

It was more like showing weakness because he fell into her hands and wanted to survive.

She has seen many such people in prison.

You can't believe it, but you can use it.

She sighed, picked up Xiaoyun who was lying humbly at her feet, pulled her to sit up, and directly wiped her tears with a large part of her shirt sleeves that was exposed.

"Don't cry. Since I can avoid pursuing Sister Hong and never mention it, I never thought that I would pursue you in the same way."

Xiaoyun's eyes were filled with tears and she looked up in disbelief.

"Really, really?"

"real."

Han Muxue nodded and suddenly became serious again.

"But you have to promise me something."

Xiaoyun reacted quickly and nodded quickly to show his loyalty.

"Sister Xue'er, I can do whatever you want me to do!"

"From now on, you can only listen to me. If Sister Hong asks you about me again..."

"I know! One word: Hide it! If that disgusting old woman like Sister Hong wants to harm Sister Xue'er again, I will tell Sister Xue'er immediately and never let her succeed!"

Xiaoyun was very good, and Han Muxue nodded with satisfaction.

"I hope you will do what you say, otherwise...you have also seen my methods, and Sister Hong will not be able to save you."

Han Muxue's originally warm and affectionate face changed, and there was a gloomy look that was about to come, which made Xiaoyun's heart feel hairy.

Such an unfathomable woman, whose face changes can be compared to flipping through a book, is no longer the unruly and willful young lady with no scheming in Sister Hong's mouth. It seems that Sister Hong is no match for her at all.

In front of powerful people, being honest is the best protection.

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say openly and clearly. You should go to bed early and I'll go out to do some things."

Han Muxue got up and went back to her room. When she appeared again soon, she had changed into a dark gray loose hooded sports sweatshirt, put on her headphones, and put one hand in her pocket.

Xiaoyun followed closely behind.

"Sister Xue'er, you have to go so late..."

Han Muxue turned back with a sharp look, and she had no choice but to stop and close her mouth in time, swallowing all the words that followed.

"running."

Han Muxue seemed annoyed and could not help but add.

"Just stay there, it's not your business. Ask less, listen less, look less. Do you understand?"

"Listen, I understand."

Xiaoyun obeyed and watched Han Muxue off at the entrance. She lifted the brim of her sweatshirt neatly with her fair and narrow hands, covering her entire delicate face in a mass of shadow. Then without looking back, she pulled

Unlock the door and hurry out.

The night is dark and thousands of lights are on.

Is she really just going out for a run?

Facing the evening breeze of late autumn, Han Muxue took in her breath carefully and evenly. She came out of the high-end and secluded community where she was, and only ran through alleys and alleys at night without lights, until she got into the sparsely populated areas.

She breathed in the free air, followed the music flowing in the headphones, and hummed softly, feeling very happy.

Woof woof woof!

The howl of a vicious dog in the distance made her stop.

She turned her head warily and slowly took off her earphones. Under the dim light, visibility was not high.

Her feeling was unmistakable. Someone was watching her every move in the shadows.

Han Muxue didn't stop for much, and continued to turn back and move forward, but this time she obviously slowed down her pace, and the peripheral vision of her eyes was also very alert, and she looked behind her from time to time.

Within a moment, a white light flashed quickly in front of her eyes. She had no time to blink, and the next second her hands were firmly controlled by the other party in front of her.

Han Muxue was shocked. She turned around and didn't have time to think about it. She leaned back hard, used the back of her head as a striking weapon, and hit the opponent's nose hard. Then she stomped on the opponent's toes and said "Ouch!"

After letting go, he grabbed the gap, went around behind him and twisted with his backhand, seizing the initiative.

"Officer Bai, Officer Bai, show mercy. It hurts, it hurts."

As soon as the other party begged for mercy, Han Muxue reacted immediately and released the hand that was twisting the person's arm into a twist.

"Yan Luo? Why is it you?"

This white shadow gradually became clear in front of Han Muxue.

Even under the dim, uncertain street lights, his complexion, which was as pale as porcelain due to his frailty, could not be concealed.

He is handsome, charming, and handsome with a hint of arrogance and a bit of evil spirit.

Yan Luo rubbed the bridge of his red nose, stood up straight, and complained angrily.

"Otherwise, who do you think you are? Who would worry about waiting for you in this small alley at night? And wait two nights in a row?"

Han Muxue said "cut" and didn't appreciate it.

The two people looked like old friends they hadn't seen for many years, walking slowly side by side into the dark depths of the alley.

"Are you kidding?! I am the ace of the police force, Bai Chuchu, and I am not some delicate little flower in a greenhouse who cannot withstand the wind and rain."

"Yes, yes, even if you have a weak body, you have never missed a single subject in training. You are just like a spy, training until the early hours of the morning every day. This kind of spirit is really admirable!"

Yan Luo was always a talkative and joking person in front of her. Normally, at this time, Han Muxue would directly take action, hook his neck firmly, press it hard, clamp it in the crook of his arm, and force it.

He has to beg for mercy.

"It's wrong, it's wrong, the heroine has mercy on me!"

Yan Luo couldn't bear it anymore and patted Han Muxue's strong arm to let her go.

After the quarrel, the two people finally arrived at this abandoned small warehouse one after another.
Chapter completed!