The importance of cannon fodder

Chapter 160 The Young Master of the Demon Sect ([-])

"Put on your clothes and get out of here." Mo Yuran said with a cold face and extremely impatiently.

"I can't move." Su Jiao pulled the quilt on her body just now and felt that she had used up all the remaining strength in her body. On the bed, she showed her head and looked at Mo Yuran helplessly.

Mo Yuran saw that Su Jiao didn't seem to be lying, so she left the room in two or three steps, as if she felt uncomfortable staying with Su Jiao for a moment longer.

The moment Mo Yuran left the house, he heard a gurgling sound coming from the stomach of someone in the house.

Su Jiao was a little embarrassed, she was very hungry now, after all, she hadn't eaten for about two days.

"Brother Yuran, brother Yuran, are you there?" Nie Hongshao's voice sounded from outside the house.

Nie Hongshao shouted for a long time but got no response, so she left.

Mo Yuran had just walked out, so he couldn't have left the house so quickly, so now he is deliberately pretending that he didn't hear Nie Hongshao calling him?

After a long time, Mo Yuran came in with a porcelain bowl, Su Jiao's nose did not fail, she smelled the delicious smell of lean meat porridge.

Mo Yuran put the porridge on the table and was about to turn around and go out.

Su Jiao stopped him, "Hey, that, can you bring it here for me, I can't move."

Su Jiao just asked this question, but Mo Yuran really put the porridge beside the bed.

Su Jiao blushed, and the two of them were very embarrassed. Although Mo Yuran's attitude towards her was very cold, but he brought lean meat porridge again, Su Jiao felt that this person was not bad.

The desire to eat is strong, but Su Jiao's body is thorny now, seeing that Mo Yuran is still in the room, she dare not get up.

"Can't you get up?" Mo Yuran put the porridge beside the bed, but seeing that Su Jiao hadn't moved for a long time, she asked in a cold voice.

"No, can you go out for a while?" Su Jiao said with a blushing face. Although everything was seen yesterday, if she is naked in front of this man, she still feels ashamed.

"At this time, you really have a sense of shame." Mo Yuran snorted coldly, seeing that Su Jiao's fair face was flushed, it was a bit cute.

After Mo Yuran went out, Su Jiao picked up the bowl. People who have been hungry for two days can eat anything, not to mention such delicious porridge.

Mo Yuran's skills are really good.

Su Jiao quickly finished the bowl of porridge.

This small bowl of porridge was not enough to satisfy her stomach. She was still hungry, but after drinking the porridge, Su Jiao gained strength. She reluctantly climbed up and put on her clothes.

Su Jiao's memory of last night was very confusing, but she vaguely remembered that Mo Yuran changed his quilt and bed sheets in the end and cleaned her up.

Even if Mo Yuran hated her no matter how much they grew up together, they still have a little affection, so Mo Yuran didn't throw her out.

Su Jiao's feet touched the wooden board on the ground, a red imprint was reflected in Su Jiao's eyes, Su Jiao immediately realized what it was, recalling the gesture of Mo Yuran lifting her legs yesterday, Su Jiao Immediately, his face turned red with embarrassment.

Just when Su Jiao was thinking, Mo Yuran's voice came from outside.

"Master, why are you here?"

"Go away, you bastard." It was Nie Fenghao's voice, and it seemed that the tone was not kind.

Su Jiao heard the footsteps outside the house, it seemed that she was about to come over soon.

This, if found out, would be so embarrassing, Su Jiao was so frightened that she quickly hid under the bed.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and Su Jiao saw her father's black boots walking around under the bed, as if she was looking for something.

"Master, what is this?" Mo Yuran asked.

"Don't pretend to be confused." Nie Fenghao raised Mo Yuran's collar, looking very angry.

"Girl, get out of here." Nie Fenghao became stern, extremely fierce, this roar made Su Jiao under the bed tremble.

"Don't get out yet, do you want me to pull you out from under the bed?"

Nie Fenghao already knew that she was under the bed, Su Jiao stopped hiding and crawled out from under the bed.

Looking up, he pretended to see Nie Fenghao with a Chinese character face full of anger.

"You bastard." Nie Fenghao saw Su Jiao, and at the same time saw the bruise on Su Jiao's neck, he turned his hand and slapped Mo Yuran.

Mo Yuran was slapped against the wooden door by this palm force and hit it hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Daddy, don't beat him up." Nie Feng was so arrogant that he wanted to continue to beat him up a few more times, but Su Jiao felt that Mo Yuran didn't do this on purpose, and the reason was because of her, letting others be innocent. It's not good to be beaten, so Su Jiao grabbed her father's thick sleeves.

"I'm so pissed off, I really don't want to be a girl. Nian'er, how should I explain to Qianjia?" Nie Fenghao angrily withdrew his palm, seeing Su Jiao's disheveled hair, he was so angry .

"Daddy, I was wrong, please punish me." Su Jiao knew that it was not good to say anything now, so she knelt on the ground and begged her father for mercy.

"Oh, that's all. Daddy knows that you really love Mo Yuran. Oh, now that this has happened, Daddy has no choice but to betroth you to him." He vaguely looks like her mother, Nie Fenghao feels sorry for her mother leaving early, and blames himself for being busy with gang affairs and not teaching his daughter well.

At this point, Nie Fenghao had no choice but to betroth Nie Nianxue to Mo Yuran.

Betrothed to Mo Yuran?Su Jiao was a little surprised. If Mo Yuran became her husband, wouldn't it mean that she would sleep next to his pillow every day thinking about how to kill her husband.

What kind of mission is this, Su Jiao sighed in her heart.

Su Jiao looked at Mo Yuran, only to find that he lowered his head and gently wiped away a trace of blood from his mouth, but said nothing.

It was all her own fault, Su Jiao was quite speechless.

Nie Fenghao left, leaving behind the embarrassed Su Jiao and the silent Mo Yuran.

"Hey, are you alright?" Su Jiao vomited blood after being slapped just now.

"Nothing." Mo Yuran raised his head and looked at Su Jiao with cold eyes, "You should be satisfied now?"

"..." Su Jiao can't be satisfied, but she can't be satisfied, but seeing Mo Yuran's eyes full of coldness, Su Jiao can't continue.

"The porridge you brought just now is delicious, is there any more?" Su Jiao said changing the subject. She was really hungry now.

"It's in the pot, fill it yourself." Mo Yuran said coldly, turned around and left the room.

That is to say, there is more, Su Jiao hurriedly ran to the kitchen, opened the pot, the delicious porridge smelled so good that people want to make people commit crimes, one person has not eaten for two days, and was treated inhumanely like yesterday, Don't mention how much Su Jiao can eat now.

(End of this chapter)