Paranoid Master Mo pampered

Ink Garden.

Yun Chuyao went to bed on time at ten o'clock, but had a long and complicated nightmare.

"Yun Chuyao, go to hell!"

"Yun Chuyao, you are my disgrace! Why do you still live in this world? How can you live in this world!"

"Yun Chuyao, you don't deserve to be my daughter, Qingya is my daughter! So... you go to die!"

Ye Ningxue's facial features were twisted and roared, cursing, and even pinched Yun Chuyao's neck with her hand, wanting her life.

The feeling of suffocation is so clear, depressing and hopeless.

After finally breaking free from Ye Ningxue's clutches, Yun Chuyao was surrounded by a group of people who couldn't see their facial features clearly.

They all seemed to wear a mask similar to a mocking expression on their faces, surrounding her and pointing.

"Yun Chuyao, you are a wild child that no one wants, no father loves you, no mother loves you!"

"Yun Chuyao, you are not the daughter of a wealthy family! You are just a bumpkin, and even your biological parents look down on you!"

"Yun Chuyao, you are so pitiful! Being treated as a tool by your biological parents, a fake daughter is better than you!"

"Yun Chuyao..."

Those people kept shouting her name, verbal violence against her, ridiculing, and laughing at her.

The noisy voices are endless, like the whispers of demons, confusing people's minds...

Yun Chuyao suddenly woke up from her dream, covered in cold sweat, and her pajamas were wet on her back.

It was still dark, and the room with the curtains closed was pitch black.

Lying on the pillow, her eyes widened, and she gasped for several breaths, Yun Chuyao gradually calmed down and regained her composure.

She reached out and took out the phone that was under the pillow, and glanced at the time.

01:30am.

She was no longer sleepy.

She propped herself up, leaned against the head of the bed in silence for a moment, then turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone, got out of bed and opened the curtains.

The bustling city seems to never sleep, and there are still neon lights flashing, as bright as day.

Yun Chuyao stood in front of the window with her arms folded, squinting her eyes, looking at a neon light in the distance.

There was a splendor in front of her eyes, covering her pupils with a clear charm.

At this time, Mo Yelan should have rested...

He said that the Mo family has some important things to do today.

This time has not come back, it should be sleeping in the company.

Thinking about it, Yun Chuyao got up and left the bedroom, ready to go to the kitchen downstairs to pour a glass of boiled water.

That nightmare made her sweat a lot, and her mouth was dry.

The girl stepped on her slippers and went downstairs. As soon as she reached the living room, the door of the main room was pushed open. She didn't feel her feet, and saw Mo Yelan walking in.

Yun Chuyao was obviously surprised and exclaimed, "Mo Yelan!"

Mo Yelan was surprised by the same surprise, and was stunned for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at the person in front of her.

The moment their eyes met, the two spoke in tacit agreement, and at the same time asked out the doubts in their hearts.

"It's so late, why are you back?"

"It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"

The sweet and low-alcohol voice blended together, and both of them were taken aback.

Yun Chuyao couldn't help laughing, she looked at the person in front of her with light eyes, and said, "I'm thirsty, so I went downstairs to get a glass of water."

With a simple explanation, she squinted her eyes slightly to look at Mo Yelan, her eyes lingering on him, and she said Nuo Nuo: "I thought you wouldn't come back tonight."

There was an inexplicable grievance in the tone, as if accusing him of leaving her alone in the empty room.

"How come?" Mo Yelan stepped forward, looking at the girl in front of her softly, "No matter how busy or late, I will come back to you."

He was not willing to let her stay alone in the empty room.

The man approached, and the familiar breath spread over her, wrapping her around.

Yun Chuyao keenly noticed that the violent aura on the man had not completely dissipated.

She frowned unconsciously, and stretched out a finger to touch Mo Yelan's heart, preventing him from continuing to approach.

Mo Yelan was a little surprised, but stopped very obediently.

"Yaoyao?" He frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled.

However, Yun Chuyao took the initiative to take a step closer to him, staring at his eyes for a moment, "Mo Yelan, are you going to fight someone desperately? The hostility on your body is so heavy?"

Just like Mo Yelan is extremely sensitive to everything related to her.

Yun Chuyao also knew the changes in Mo Yelan's breath well.

Just like now, he looks cool and dignified, calm and elegant, but Yun Chuyao is still keenly aware of the remnants of violence and murderous aura in him.

Who is so brave?To be able to make Master Mo so irritable!
Moreover, Mo Yelan's eyes were still a little bloodshot.

The person who angered him must have made him very impatient and hated him to the bone.

If Yun Chuyao guessed, she heard Mo Yelan speak calmly: "Well, I did it myself and taught Shen Chenyi a lesson."

After the sound fell, he lightly pursed his thin lips and looked at Yun Chuyao, observing the changes in the girl's expression.

I saw the girl startled slightly.

Mo Yelan clenched her fists unconsciously, trying to suppress the jealousy and jealousy surging in her heart.

Does Yaoyao still care about Shen Chenyi?

After all, that man almost became her fiancé.

And Yaoyao used to protect Shen Chenyi so much, and even threatened him: If she dared to touch Shen Chenyi with a finger, she would definitely not let it go!

Recalling those past events, Mo Yelan only felt a severe pain in his heart.

I was burning with jealousy, and it was terribly uncomfortable.

Yun Chuyao looked at him with a frown, and asked with concern: "Are you not injured?"

Her eyes were full of worry, and she looked at the man in front of her.

Mo Yelan's back stiffened, and she stared at the girl in front of her with frozen eyes, seeing his figure reflected in her crystal clear eyes.

What she cares about is not Shen Chenyi, but himself?
Mo Yelan made a bold guess and couldn't believe it.

Seeing that the man in front of her was silent, Yun Chuyao was a little anxious: "Why don't you speak? Are you injured?"

While speaking, she had already stepped forward and began to examine Mo Yelan's body carefully.

She really cared about him and worried about him.

After confirming this point, Mo Yelan's dark eyes were instantly lit up, and the jealousy and jealousy in her heart were also driven away by the touch and joy.

At that time, Yun Chuyao was on tiptoe, checking the hidden places behind his neck and ears, for fear that Mo Yelan would get hurt and hide it from her.

She frowned slightly, her eyes full of worry and concern.

She thought that Mo Yelan and Shen Chenyi had a one-on-one fight, and if they cared about it, they would be in chaos. She completely forgot about Shen Chenyi's pissing nature, even if she lent him 1 guts, he would not dare to fight Mo Ye...

"Yaoyao, don't worry, I'm fine."

Mo Yelan grabbed the girl's hand, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her tightly.

To get her care, even if she was seriously injured, it was worth it.

After confirming that he was really safe and sound, Yun Chuyao let go of her hanging heart and let out a long sigh of relief.

Nestled in the man's arms, the girl said coquettishly: "You really shouldn't deal with someone like Shen Chenyi yourself, he is not worthy, he will only dirty your hands."