The host is a little money fan of the paranoid villain

Chapter 102 The villain from the last world is reborn

Li Mingming was frightened by Mo's disgusted look, so he hid behind Mrs. Li.

Mrs. Li was furious, she shouted at Mo Yan: "What do you want?"

Mo Yan ignored Mrs. Li's roar, and stared at Li Mingming with dark eyes: "Is it her?"

Li Mingming nodded timidly: "Yes."

Mo Yan sneered, his voice so dark that it made people tremble.

"you……"

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth retracted, and he left Li's house expressionlessly.

Mo Yan slowly pushed open the door, his eyes darkened.

Nan Jia stared at the TV and said, "You're back? Hurry up and untie the handcuffs for me."

Mo Yan walked to Nan Jia's side in silence, and he pushed Nan Jia onto the bed.

Nanjia was a little surprised: "Huh? What are you doing?"

Mo Yan pinched Nan Jia's fair left wrist, bent over to pick up the chain on the bedside, and handcuffed it to Nan Jia's wrist.

Nanjia finally realized that Mo Yan's expression was abnormal, he was very depressed, like dark clouds before a storm: "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Yan stared at Nan Jia whose hands were bound and looked at him in a daze, his red lips curled up, and a strangely coquettish light shone in his eyes.

Nanjia's heart skipped a beat, her brain began to run at high speed, she did nothing wrong today.

Mo Yan's slender fingers slowly unbuttoned the shirt.

Mo hates this attitude...

Nan Jia stepped back, the chain swayed and made a crisp sound.

She leaned her back against the head of the bed, trying to comfort Mo Yan: "Well, calm down first, calm down. Tell me what happened first?"

Mo Yan threw his shirt aside, grabbed Nan Jia's waist with both hands, and pulled her down.

In the blink of an eye, Nanjia was brought under Mo Yan.

Nan Jia put her hands on Mo Yan's chest, and widened her eyes: "Wait a minute, even if you die, you have to die to understand, right?"

Mo Yan slowly pushed Nan Jia's pajamas away, his voice was gloomy, without the slightest emotion: "Nan Jia, do you want to call the police? Let the police arrest me?

Nanjia, are you out of your mind?You are a black household, you are not from this world.Don't you think you're the one who'll be checked? "

"And, do you think they're going to catch me?"

"Hmm?" Mo Yan's overwhelming anger was contained in the rising sound.

The two of them got along more and more harmoniously these days, but they didn't expect such a sharp knife to be hidden behind her meek cooperation.

She is so cruel.

Mo Yan's eyes were extremely dark and prey, and the tails of his eyes were red.

Nan Jia was stunned by Mo's scolding: "I didn't call the police, so don't talk nonsense."

Mo Yan didn't want to listen to Nan Jia's words, so he lowered his head and kissed Nan Jia, telling her to shut up.

Nan Jia tilted her head to get rid of Mo Yan, and explained to him that Mo Yan pressed Nan Jia hard to prevent her from moving.

Her evasion completely broke the string of reason in Mo Yan's heart.

She's so disgusted now that she doesn't want to touch her?

Mo Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.

He won't let Nanjia go easily today!

The next day Nanjia was groggy, and she reached out to tap her head, but she still felt uncomfortable.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the mark on her arm, her eyes sank and her eyelids drooped.

She is wronged!He was severely punished for not making any mistakes.

Then one hand was tied by a chain to both hands were tied by a chain.

Nanjia lifted the thin quilt up to cover her head.

Irritability!

Mo Yan went upstairs with his lunch and looked at Nan Jia who had buried himself. He called out coldly, "Nan Jia, get up and eat."

quilt motionless

Mo Yan put the dinner plate on the table in the bedroom, then walked over to the bed and leaned over to grab Nanjia's quilt.

"time to eat"

Even though Nanjia was pulling the quilt very hard, the quilt was still easily thrown off.

Nan Jia's cheeks turned a little red.

Nan Jia glared at Mo Yan fiercely, with accusations in his eyes.

Mo Yan unfastened the handcuffs on Nan Jia's left hand. As if he couldn't see Nan Jia's anger, he said slowly, "Eat".

Nanjia lay on the bed and didn't intend to get out of bed to eat.

Mo Yan sat on the stool, facing Nan Jia who was playing his temper and not cooperating, he said quietly: "Do you like to stay on the bed?"

Nan Jia narrowed her eyes, he was threatening herself!
Mo Yan withdrew his gaze, and nodded, "It's fine if you like it."

Nanjia was overwhelmed immediately, she didn't want to stay on the bed anymore!
"Help me, my back hurts."

Mo Yan got up and walked to the bed, helping Nan Jia up.

Nanjia moved forward in small steps, as slowly as a snail.

Nan Jia sat on the stool, picked up the chopsticks, and ate every mouthful.

Mo Yan looked at Nanjia's effort to eat like poison, and asked, "Don't you like it?"

"Can't eat..." Nan Jia didn't really want to eat, and her head was still a little dizzy.

"Then you're hungry, I'm asking them to make it for you."

"Um"

Nan Jia leaned on the stool, feeling groggy, she closed her eyes and prepared to take her time.

Mo Yan suddenly felt something was wrong, her cheeks were still red, and she didn't seem to be pretending to be uncomfortable.

Mo Yan quickly got up and walked to Nan Jia's side, he put his hand on Nan Jia's forehead, her forehead was warm.

Mo Yan said softly: "Nannan, you go to bed and lie down first, and I'll get you a thermometer."

Nan Jia raised her eyelids slightly, looking at Mo Yan.Mo Yan looked worried, and the coldness in his eyes was replaced by tenderness.

He changed his face very quickly!
Yo, the name changed from the cold Nanjia to the gentle Nannan so quickly?

Nanjia was overjoyed, and began to deal with Mo Yan.

"I must be sick because you went too far last night! It's all your fault."

Mo Yan didn't refute, he actually thought so.

Approved?Nanjia was even more arrogant, she raised her hand, like a master instructing a servant: "Help me to the bed, I can't get up."

"Yeah..." Mo Yan helped Nan Jia to the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

Mo Yan hurried downstairs to find the medicine box.

Mo Yan took out the temperature measuring gun and pressed it to Nan Jia's forehead.

"38 degrees, Nannan, you have a fever."

Mo Yan looked at the numbers on the screen, feeling a little flustered.

Nanjia was lying on the bed, and she said sickly: "Find me an antipyretic, I should be fine after taking it and sleeping."

Mo Yan dug out the fever-reducing medicine from the medicine box, and handed it to Nan Jia, but he was still a little worried: "Is it okay to just take the medicine?"

Nan Jia took the pills and heard Mo Yan muttering.She snorted coldly, raised her eyelids slightly and said in disdain: "Will you let me out?"

Mo Yan bowed his head in silence, and tightened his fingertips.

he……

Nan Jia didn't bother to pay attention to Mo Yan's low mood, who is not a baby?Who doesn't have a temper?

Just make him angry and make him feel uncomfortable.

Nan Jia closed her eyes and chased away: "I want to sleep for a while, don't bother me."

Mo Yan lowered his head and murmured softly: "I...I don't bother you"

Mo Yan sat next to Nan Jia, cautiously, not daring to make any noise.

He stared closely at Nan Jia in his sleep, reaching out to touch her forehead from time to time.

　Mo Yan seems to feel a little guilty?
　　Nanjia is gearing up, is he guilty?Then you can be presumptuous!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)