With An Xiaoyi, he was stealing the boss's happiness, but he was not greedy, and he didn't want to do anything, let alone let the boss down.

He just wanted to covet it, such a beauty.

The night slowly shrouded, and the dark world slowly eroded his senses. The grove beside him was like a dormant monster, quietly lurking there.

Jin Yuanbao lowered his head, took out a cigarette, and lit it slowly. The scarlet fireworks flickered on his fingertips.

The wind picked up slowly, and there was an indescribable smell in the air.

Living in a dark world for a long time, one is instinctively sensitive to danger.

As if nothing had happened, he took another puff of cigarette, and suddenly, his eyes looked behind a big tree.

"Who's there? Come out!" Jin Yuanbao growled in a low voice, full of danger.

He should have noticed this person since he entered the school.

frowning...

And play with him...

He wants to see, who is the other party?

Jin Yuanbao took another puff of the cigarette, let go of the cigarette butt with his fingers, stepped on the black leather shoes directly, and extinguished the light at once.

His movements are elegant and skillful, casual, with his usual calmness.

Suddenly, like a vigorous leopard, he jumped directly to another direction. At the same time, he turned around beautifully, and a sharp throwing knife flew out from his fingertips, like a beautiful flowing fire, and shot into the back of the big tree.

With a muffled ding, the flying knife shot into the tree trunk.

Jin Yuanbao ran over quickly, he was fast, the other party seemed to be faster, in the blink of an eye, he ran behind the big tree.

...the eyes were empty, and there was no one in sight.

got windy……

The rustling of leaves made the whole forest lively.

Jin Yuanbao listened quietly for a while, but there was no sound.

He tilted his head and looked at the tree trunk. The black knife had already sunk in, leaving only the handle.

However, a piece of cloth was obviously nailed to the flying knife.

Jin Yuanbao's frown was slowly relaxed.

As if he understood something, he took out the throwing knife, took off the fabric, and stroked the softness of the fabric with his fingertips.

There was a smile that was not a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, a big hand stretched out from behind him.

Jin Yuanbao's face froze, he turned around, took advantage of the opportunity to grab the wrist of the visitor, and pouted...

"Ah...it hurts..." An Xiaoyi wrinkled her face, almost curled up in pain.

"Why are you?" Jin Yuanbao hastily let her go.

"Why isn't it me? Who do you think it is?" An Xiaoyi shook his hands while glaring at him: "You think you're making twists? If you do anything so hard, your hand will almost be broken."

"Let me see..." Jin Yuanbao wanted to pull her arm, but An Xiaoyi seemed to be scared, and quickly avoided it.

"I'm fine..." An Xiaoyi moved his wrist and looked at him: "What are you doing here? Sneaky..."

"..." With the other hand, Jin Yuanbao put the piece of fabric into his trouser pocket as if nothing had happened.

His judgment was absolutely correct, this person is an old acquaintance, following him and avoiding him this time must have something to do with An Xiaoyi...

Jin Yuanbao's silence naturally reminded An Xiaoyi of something, "Ah! I know what you are doing here?"

An Xiaoyi exclaimed, her big eyes flashing brightly in the night.

Jin Yuanbao's heart skipped a beat, did she also find out?

compulsive composure...

"What do you know?"

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