At first, he only thought that Mo Li was perverted and liked to torture him, but he would not kill him. After all, killing people was too far away from him.

But if Murray was a murderer from the start, the nature would be different.

The more he thought about it, the more worried he became, and while he was absent-minded, he clenched the pages of the book tightly.

Ruined!

These books seem to have been around for a long time from the cover. Besides, Mo Li has read them before, and there are many English annotations on them that he cannot understand, so he should cherish them very much.

"Why is it torn?"

Just when he wanted to smooth the pages and put the book back as if nothing happened, Mo Li had come over and sat next to him.

Bai Chengpan's face turned pale, especially now that Mo Li was suspected of being a habitual murderer.

"I don't understand it, I don't like to read it." He pretended to return the book to Mo Li as if nothing had happened, lying in front of the desk looking like he was playing a petty temper.

Originally thought that this pervert, Mo Li, would take this opportunity to continue torturing him, but who knew that Mo Li was not only angry, but also got up and turned on the computer, and sent a message out.

It didn't take long for a group of people to pop up, and all the foreign language books on the bookshelf were replaced with Chinese translations.

Mo Li didn't know that he was taking the initiative to please Bai Cheng. He just picked up the Chinese translation of the book that Bai Cheng had read before and put it in front of Bai Cheng, with a look of anticipation on his face.

"Do you like watching it now?"

Baicheng was speechless.

Does he not like reading books, does he not like watching this dog pervert dangling in front of him!

But thinking about the absurd reason he had found to appease Mo Li before, Bai Cheng softened his expression, smiled while gritting his teeth and said, "Thank you, I like it very much."

Murray's eyes lit up.

Originally, I was a little moved when I saw Baicheng.

After all, Bai Cheng's appearance is completely according to his aesthetics, and he is greedy.

But after arresting the person, he found that apart from Bai Cheng's appearance, he preferred Bai Cheng's agile expression.

If it hurts, you will cry, and the corners of your eyes will be red, and people can't help but hurt him again and make him cry.

If he is happy, he will laugh, his eyebrows and eyes will be curved, and his eyes will be a little more cunning.

...I want Baicheng to cry in bed, and want Baicheng to laugh under the bed.

Mo Li was very happy, hugged Bai Cheng and rubbed his head in front of his shoulder with excitement and dependence.

"Do you know how to cook?" He raised his eyes and asked again, remembering that Bai Cheng made soup for him.

Bai Cheng only felt that Mo Li was holding his hand like a pair of pliers. The soft flesh on his waist was so painful that he pressed his hand subconsciously on Mo Li's hand to let him relax a little bit, and he gritted his teeth and said: " Will, will, lightly on your hand!"

"It's very comfortable to pinch." Mo Li, the eldest young master, can't listen to people at all. He can do whatever he wants. Not only did he not let go, but he also gave an order to himself: "Then you will be the two of us. a meal."

Bai Chengqi's brain hurts, and he was about to find a reason to refuse, but Mo Li suddenly raised his head and said, "You don't want to refuse, do you?"

Without waiting for Bai Cheng to speak, Mo Li thoughtfully said: "So you were thinking about leaving just now... Could it be that you coaxed me when you said you liked me?"

How can this dog's perverted brain turn so fast!

Of course Bai Cheng wouldn't admit it, his forehead jumped with anger, and he had to nod his head bitterly: "How come, I'm just afraid that you won't like what I do, hehe."

"It's okay, if you can't do it well, then someone else will do it. If someone else can't do well, interrupt his hand and replace it with someone else. Someone can always do what I like... We like it." Mo Li was satisfied and put his pillow on him again. On the shoulders, the mood is better than ever.

His emotions have been easily out of control since he was a child, manic, violent has almost become his pronoun, out of control and reckless doing things, and even enjoy the screams of others.

But he is the eldest young master of the Mo family's direct line, the only heir at present, no one dares to provoke him, so he can only avoid it.

But now he has White City.

When facing Bai Cheng, he would be happy and excited. He wanted to torture Bai Cheng to watch him cry and control himself not to want his life.

Also, Bai Cheng likes him too.

Baicheng belongs to him.

As everyone knows, Bai Cheng rolled his eyes at this moment, wondering how this pervert casually said such words that interrupted people's hands and feet. The nine-year compulsory education was in vain, and morality was fed into the dog's stomach, you know!

The slander returned to the slander, Bai Cheng had nothing to do anyway, just read a lot of Chinese and foreign novels to pass the time.

When watching "Ball of Suet", would yell at those bastards who turned their faces and don't recognize people, and when watched "Jane Eyre", cried and cried.

At this time, Mo Li would sit next to him silently, looking at him with interest, not wanting to leave for a moment.

"You haven't read these before?" Some of these books were read by Mo Li in junior high school, but Bai Cheng never read any of them.

Bai Cheng shook his head. He hadn't read a book for a long time. He turned the pages with a serious expression, and even Mo Li felt disturbed when he talked to him.

Fortunately, Mo Li didn't speak much, so he could either read quietly with Bai Cheng, work or just stare at Bai Cheng in a daze.

Sometimes a day goes by like this, but it has the meaning of a few minutes of quiet time.

"That's right." A few days later, Bai Cheng suddenly remembered something he forgot to ask before, "Are the rooms outside the corridor the same as here?"

It's not a gang crime, is it?

"How do you know there are other rooms in the corridor?" Mo Li raised his eyes.

Bai Cheng choked, and quickly explained: "I saw it when you hugged me out last time."

Hearing this, Mo Li pursed the corners of his lower lips, as if he believed him, and said lightly: "There are many people who want to kill me, these rooms are for my protection, if someone really comes, I will leave the room before they find me. The secret passage has left."