The host is a little money fan of the paranoid villain

Chapter 113 Miss, he vomited blood again.

Qiusheng shouted: "No! He was adopted."

"Oh"

Nanjia has the feeling of being a turned serf who sings happily. She rubbed her chin with a proud expression: "I have a good identity and background in this life, and I can actually bully Mo Yan casually."

"Hey, did you record the way I stomped Mo Yan on the soles of my feet just now?" Nan Jia hurriedly asked.

There are not many such opportunities, so I must record them.

Survivor couldn't help shouting: "Nanjia, your task is to reduce the dark value of the master, not to let you fight the master."

Nan Jia ignored the cry for survival, and asked persistently, "Have you recorded it?"

The arrogance of Qiushengsheng immediately lowered, and it whispered: "Well, I forgot."

How could this moment not be recorded?

The corners of Nanjia's mouth immediately curled up. This is definitely her glorious moment, and she must remember it.

"Cough, cough, cough" suddenly came a rapid coughing sound from behind.
"Nanjia, I forgot to tell you that the master of this world is not in good health. He..." Before Qiu Shengsheng could finish speaking, Nanjia hurried to Mo Yan's side.

She also complained about Qiushengsheng: "He is not in good health, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Qiushengsheng: ... Can this also blame me?
Isn't it time for you to be excited?

Nan Jia reached out to help Mo Yan up, but his hand was waved away by Mo Yan. Mo Yan lowered his head and belittled himself in a cold voice: "Miss Nan, I won't bother you, I'm afraid your hands will be dirty."

Nan Jia blinked, he didn't like seeing him very much.

Who would like to be bullied like that, and have her dignity trampled on?
Mo Yan supported the ground and slowly got up, such an easy movement seemed to take all of Mo Yan's strength.

"Cough cough cough cough" Mo Yan slightly bent over and coughed violently.

That thin body, coupled with the loose clothes, made him look even thinner. Nan Jia doubted that even a gust of wind could blow him away.

Nan Jia ran to pour water for Mo Yan, and she handed the cup to Mo Yan: "Drink some water, it will make you feel better."

Mo Yan covered his mouth with his right hand. He lightly glanced at the cup in Nan Jia's hand, and then withdrew his gaze.He wrote lightly: "Thank you Miss Nan for your kindness, I can't bear it."

Mo Yan let Nanjia hold the glass, and he had no intention of taking it.

Qiu Shengsheng reminded in a low voice: "Once you passed water squeezed with mustard to Mo Yan. After drinking it, he coughed for a week and coughed up blood."

Nanjia's pupils dilated, this world itself is really... cruel.

Nan Jia put the cup to her mouth, she took a big sip, then handed it to Mo Yan: "This is pure water, nothing is put in it, you can drink it with confidence."

Mo Yan frowned slightly, especially when he saw the lipstick mark on the wall of the cup, displeasure flashed in his eyes.

Nanjia was annoyed by Mo's disgusting attitude: "I rely on it? Does Qiushengsheng despise me? He definitely despises me!"

Survival: You still need to ask?Bring shame on yourself.

"Hum..." Nan Jia took the cup back and snorted coldly at Mo Yan.

"You despise me, then go pour some water yourself."

Mo Yan lowered his head and murmured: "Miss Nan, that's not what I mean, ahem, I'm just afraid that Miss Nan will dislike me. After all, I..."

Nan Jia waved her hand to interrupt Mo Yan's extremely false words: "Alright, alright, go get some water."

When Nan Jia left, Mo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, Nan Jia was different today, did he think of a new way to torture himself?
Mo Yan took out a disposable paper cup and walked to the water dispenser.

Mo Yan raised his glass to cover his sharp and cold smile.

As far as Nanjia is an idiot, what can she think of?It's nothing more than not giving food, verbally humiliating, and letting the servants bully me.

She dared not kill herself.

Stupid and timid, if I were myself, I would definitely let the person I hate die quietly, instead of using these painless methods.

Nan Jia returned to her room to accept the complete memory of this world.

Nan Jia was paralyzed on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"How is this still playing?"

"Why do I treat Mo Yan so badly in this world? Can this also reduce the value of darkness?"

Survival patted Nanjia: "Nanjia, you can do it."

Nanjia tilted her head, with some joy in her eyes: "Ah, Qiushengsheng, I didn't expect you to trust me so much. Do you think I'm very powerful?"

"Hehehe" Qiu Shengsheng chuckled awkwardly, his disdain for Nanjia flashed across the end of his eyes.

It doesn't believe in Nanjia, but in the master.

He is very unstable, if Nan Nan coaxes him a few words, he will fall.

Hey, it's really embarrassing.

Nan Jia sat up abruptly: "I don't seem to have let Mo Yan eat tonight, why don't I go and deliver food to him now?"

Delivering food, being nice to him should ease the relationship between the two, right?

It's just that Nanjia hesitated: "I suddenly treat him well, won't he get suspicious?"

"Then you are not good to him, and you want to keep fighting?"

Nan Jia rubbed her hands: "It needs a turning point, for example, he helped me and saved me. There is also a reason to be good to him."

The more Nan Jia thought about it, the more feasible it became: "I'll contact a few punks in a while, and let them intentionally rob me in front of Mo Yan, and then he will scare the punks away, the hero will save the beauty!"

Survivor picks his teeth in disgust: "Nan Jiajia, what are you thinking? What makes you think that the master will save you? He will definitely treat himself as blind and leave."

He not only pretended to be blind, but also coughed and pretended to be ill and walked away slowly.

"Hey" Nanjia let out a long sigh.

Nan Jia thought about it seriously for 2 minutes, and if he doubted it, just doubt it.He was not in good health, and after every meal, his health collapsed.

Nan Jia got up and went downstairs to ask Aunt Li to help cook a bowl of wontons.

Aunt Li took out the wontons wrapped in the morning from the refrigerator, and she was still telling: "Miss Nan, are you hungry? You want me to tell you not to go on a diet, but to eat when you are hungry. How can your body bear it if you don't eat?"

Nan Jia said awkwardly: "It's not for me, it's for Mo Yan."

Aunt Li gave the wonton hand a pause, and she put the wonton back into the bag.Looking at the five wontons that had been put in the pot, she looked a little pity.

Aunt Li tied up the wonton bag, picked it up and walked towards the refrigerator: "Then I'll change the wonton for quick-frozen wontons."

"Miss, you should have told me that it was cooked for Mo Yan. These five wontons were wasted."

Nan Jia blinked in surprise, what does this mean?It means that Mo Yan is not worthy of eating this wonton?He can only eat quick-frozen?
Nan Jia hurriedly stopped: "No, Aunt Li, just cook this."

Aunt Li looked at the wonton in her hand, she was not very happy: "Huh? Cook this? It's not a waste."

Auntie Li suddenly figured it out in a flash of inspiration. She smiled and looked at Nan Jia as if she had seen through Nan Jia's mind.

　A new dimension has been opened, hahahaha, happy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)