All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

It was late at night when we actually got home.

Ning Yan closed the door, threw the large and small bags in her hands on the ground, rubbed her sore wrists, and walked to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water.

She just raised her head and took a sip, and was about to leave the kitchen with the cup in hand when she saw Fu Yu leaning against the table near the door of the kitchen, with his hands folded across his chest.

Ning Yan was startled by his sudden appearance. Just as she was about to say something to him, she suddenly realized that something was wrong with Fu Yu's expression.

Although the relationship between the two of them was not on good terms in the past, fortunately they were very good at showing off. They usually tried to trick each other behind the scenes, but they were still relatively harmonious when face to face.

But at this moment, Fu Yu's face was gloomy. He was originally wearing a black robe, completely blackened from head to toe. At first glance, he looked like a walking dark cloud.

He just leaned against the table quietly, staring at her intently, with some emotions in his eyes that Ning Yan couldn't understand.

Ning Yan held a half-filled glass of water in one hand and patted her chest with the other hand, looking suspicious.

"What were you doing standing there for so long? You didn't say anything, just scared me."

Fu Yu didn't speak, but his eyes still didn't move away from her, and his eyes even became more intense than before.

Ning Yan only thought that he had an indirect convulsion. He didn't answer, and she didn't force him to ask, saying that it was nothing to do with him.

But just as she passed him with something and stepped out of the kitchen with one foot, an arm suddenly stretched out from her side and pulled her hand holding the cup back hard.

"Wow--" Most of the glass of water was spilled.

"Pop -" the glass broke.

Ning Yan was so confused that she looked at the coat that was soaked on her chest, and then at the fragments of the glass that had just been caught off guard and fell to the ground. There was a vague anger burning in her heart.

"Fu Yu!" She took a deep breath and looked up at the man who suddenly pulled her back. "You are sick!"

Fu Yu looked at her coldly, "You are the one who is sick."

"You're not sick. Why are you dragging me along? Don't you want to tell me something?"

Ning Yan was furious at Fu Yu's retort, and swung her wrist that was still held by the man. However, no matter how she swung it, Fu Yu didn't notice her movements and refused to let go.

She suddenly became more angry, and moved her eyes from the held wrist to his face. She put her other hand on her waist and breathed a little quickly.

"Okay, okay, I took a sip of water when I came back from a tiring day, and you dropped my cup! Why are you getting angry with me here if it's not Fu Yu? I just asked you what's the matter, You didn’t say it yourself, right?”

"Are you blaming me for not keeping those things in the villa for you today?" Ning Yan couldn't help sighing, almost scratching her head, "I really couldn't keep it for you at the time, that place was very weird, suppress it step by step , I can’t even open the jade!”

She explained a lot in gibberish, and she had been out for too long today, and her mind still had a lot of content that she hadn't fully digested. Fu Yu didn't know what was wrong at this moment, she just felt like her head was buzzing. It hurts, and I have the urge to go out and fight with someone.

When she said this, Fu Yu just held her arm and stared at her. No matter what she asked, he was silent.

Ning Yan couldn't stand it anymore and threw her arms, "Hey! Say something! Don't you know how to speak?"

"It's not me." Fu Yu had a slight reaction and spat out three words expressionlessly.

She didn't understand, "What's not you?"

Fu Yu: "I didn't break your cup, it was you who didn't hold it firmly."

"What the hell are you talking about!" Ning Yan exploded, "Didn't you pull me suddenly and make me lose my grip? No..."

She was stunned by Fu Yu's anger, closed her eyes, and tried to calm down her emotions, "Is it a problem with the cup now? Did you listen to all the things I just said? I meant to listen to the air Of?"

Fu Yu still had the same iceberg face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, "I'm not angry with you because of this matter."

He was referring to Ning Yan's words about not leaving those ghosts for him.

Although there were a lot of ghosts and monsters, their levels were not good enough. He ate them in vain, no different from melon seeds stuffed between his teeth. If he ate too much, it would still occupy his stomach.

"Then who are you showing this look to?" She wondered.

Fu Yu did not answer her directly, but moved his hand to Ning Yan's neck. Before he could take the next step, Ning Yan's heart rang with alarm bells, and he covered his neck.

"I'm telling you, the two of us have signed a contract. If you strangle me to death now, you won't survive."

Fu Yu: "..."

Does he look so vicious? It looks like you can strangle someone to death anytime, anywhere?

"Don't worry, you have rough skin and thick flesh. Even if I pinch you, I won't be able to strangle you to death."

Fu Yu sneered. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the girl holding her neck staring at him in disbelief. He took advantage of the other person not paying attention and slid his fingertips into the back of Ning Yan's neck.

It was as if something cold had penetrated into his collar, causing a shiver wherever the fingers touched. Ning Yan subconsciously shrank her neck, and just as she was about to ask a question, she saw that Fu Yu had already retracted his hand.

He hooked the black rope with his fingertips and pulled out the soul-nourishing jade. His fingers were groping the surface of the jade, carefully feeling the body heat that had not dissipated on the jade.

The man's expression was sad, as if he was recalling some unhappy past, and his pale eyes stirred up waves.

"What's wrong with you?" Ning Yan realized later that something was wrong with Fu Yu's mood, "What's wrong with this jade? Why does he suddenly look like this?"

Fu Yu lowered his eyes, "This jade is mine."

Ning Yan was stunned for a moment, then replied, "I know."

"It's not his." Fu Yu raised his head, his voice was a little tight, and he repeated mechanically, "It's not his."

"Who?"

Fu Yu's face looked strange for a moment, "No one."

Ning Yan felt strange.

She thought about it carefully. Today, when Sheng Mo Shu was tied to that strange basement, Fu Yu was normal until she met Sheng Mo Shu.

Later, he talked with Sheng Moshu. In order to avoid attracting the other party's attention, Fu Yu stayed in Yuli all the time. From that moment on, until she just returned home and closed the door, Fu Yu began to move around freely.

Could it be that……

Ning Yan stared at Fu Yu's face, looking left and right, trying to find some clues on it.

"Are you afraid that Sheng Mo Shu will take this jade back?" Ning Yan asked tentatively, and then comforted: "Don't worry, he already said he gave this jade to me, and I won't give it to him." For him."

Who knew that these words were like a fuse, and Fu Yu ignited it instantly. The strength of pulling the jade suddenly became stronger, and he pulled the jade with Ning Yan into his arms, "What do you mean giving away? It's mine in the first place." Why should he give it away?!"

Ning Yan's neck hurt, and he pulled Yu forward, almost hitting his chest with her forehead.

"Depend on!"

She grimaced in pain, and used her free hand to touch the back of her neck. This touch didn't matter, it was undoubtedly applying mint-flavored cooling oil to the wound. Two words - sour and refreshing.

Experience told Ning Yan that the skin on the back of her neck was definitely broken.

"Fu Yu, if you go crazy on horseback, stay away from me! We are two grasshoppers on the same boat now, and I am not your fucking slave!"

Ning Yan raised his hand and punched, not forgetting to seal the blow. The posture between the two made Fu Yu unable to dodge for a moment, and he took the punch forcefully. Then he saw a hole in his chest. .

There was severe pain in his chest. Fu Yu looked at the extra injuries on his chest in disbelief, and the veins on his forehead twitched, "You actually hurt me for him?"

Ning Yan also felt uncomfortable.

She and Fu Yu signed a contract. Under the premise of the contract, whether she hurt Fu Yu manually or Fu Yu hurt her, the damage caused to each other would be returned to the other party in another form.

Just like now.

Although she punched Fu Yu, her shoulder felt as if someone had stabbed her with a stick, it was painful and numb.

"I want you to wake up!"

Ning Yan covered her shoulders and rubbed them, then looked at Fu Yu, who was angry as if he had betrayed him, and gave him the middle finger with a distorted face.

Fu Yu tightened his fists and pulled the jade with greater strength.

Ning Yan was not to be outdone, and stepped on the opponent's toes with all her strength.

He is now in physical form, which makes it easier for her to perform these little tricks.

Ning Yan gritted her teeth: "Have you forgotten who worked hard to feed you these past few days, who worked hard to find places where big ghosts haunted to give you extra food, and who was kidnapped on the way to give you extra food? All of a sudden, he was reduced to a humble, hard-working migrant worker?!"

Fu Yu sneered: "I see you had a lot of fun working today."

"Happy? I'm happy." Ning Yan stopped stepping on his feet and pinched his arms with her hands. "You can get millions just by showing your presence in front of him. Who would have trouble with money?!"

"Are you fucking okay? Let me go quickly! If you pull any further, my neck will really break!"

When Ning Yan pinched Fu Yu's arm, the pain of the flesh being twisted was felt in her own arm.

In the chaos, I don't know who let go first. In short, when the two of them were completely separated, Ning Yan covered the back of his neck with his hand, and the arms with his coat turned out were bruised and purple.

Fu Yu's chest was in a mess, and he stood there disheveled. The hole in his chest was particularly obvious, and the back of his neck was burning.

The two men were like roosters who had just experienced a big battle. While combing the hair that exploded all over their bodies, they stared at each other aggressively, ready to fight again anytime and anywhere.

Ning Yan really couldn't figure it out: "Did you have any trouble with Sheng Mo Shu before? Why didn't you feel right when you came back?"

"Of course I know that the soul-nourishing jade belongs to you! But I snatched this thing from Scar at that time. There is no way I can tell Sheng Mo Shu that this jade is actually yours. You can just put it away now." He's fast asleep, you'll be finished if he doesn't do it after he finds out!"

The more Ning Yan thought about it, the more outrageous she became, "And what did you say just now that I would hurt you for him? Who am I doing it for? Aren't I doing it all for you?!"

Fu Yu calmed his eyes, "For me?"

"What if I didn't? I just asked you to drag me to death by the rope, and then you turned back and let us go to hell together, right?"

She rolled her eyes and took a few deep breaths, but she still couldn't calm down her mood.

Since he couldn't calm down, he couldn't calm down. The more Ning Yan thought about it, the angrier he became. Finally, he simply pulled a chair aside and sat down, raising his head to face Fu Yu in a criticism meeting.

Every time she said something, Fu Yu remained silent for an inch.

Fu Yu didn't say a word until she finished criticizing her.

Ning Yan sighed deeply, feeling tired.

"I don't know why you had a sudden convulsion today. But if it's because of Sheng Mo Shu, I can tell you very responsibly that the two of us are grasshoppers in the same boat now. No matter how high the price he gives, I It’s impossible to turn you in, so you can rest assured.”

Sheng Moshu's broken body needs to be repaired by constantly absorbing souls to maintain a normal life.

And as time passes, the higher the grade and the greater the ability of the soul, the greater the effect it will have on Sheng Mo Shu.

Ning Yan guessed that Fu Yu was worried that he would betray him to Sheng Mo Shu for his own selfish desires, which was why his reaction was so strange.

As she expected, Fu Yu had a reaction after hearing these words, "Seriously?"

Ning Yan nodded, "It really can't be true anymore."

Fu Yu lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he opened his eyelids and looked at her with an uncomfortable expression.

"Then I'll believe you for now."

"But he is not a good person, stay away from him."

Ning Yan was tired after talking a lot, so she took out the surviving glass on the table, poured a glass of water and took two sips before looking at him slowly.

"I'll stay away from him. Will you make the money?"

"Are you short of money?" Fu Yu asked subconsciously.

"Do I look like I'm not short of money?"

Ning Yan pointed to her small apartment of less than 100 square meters, "This house is all my belongings. I am already living alone, but now I have to support you. Do you know the current prices? How expensive is it?!”

Fu Yu: "I don't need you to buy me anything."

"Huh?!" Ning Yan laughed angrily, stretching out her fingers to count them carefully in front of him, "You want to drink my blood every day, right?"

Fu Yu: "Yeah."

"Is my blood for free? I drank it all for you, why don't I eat something good to make up for it?"

Fu Yu: "..."

Ning Yan continued: "I'll catch ghosts and open a small stove for you, right?"

"Ah."

"Am I catching ghosts with nothing? I admit that I am extremely talented, but to be on the safe side, I am not allowed to buy some props, talismans, etc. to assist me?"

Fu Yu: "..."

"According to me, if you just keep cooling me down like this, our house will be at least 10 degrees cooler than other people's houses in winter. Even if I turn on the air conditioner, it costs more electricity than other people's houses!"

"You are talking, why don't you speak?" Ning Yan tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Fu Yu glanced at her and stretched out his hand to pull back his clothes, with an expression like "I love you."

Ning Yan put her hands on her hips: "I'm not here to analyze it for you. What's your expression?"

"I can't help you anyway." Fu Yu pursed his lips, feeling aggrieved for no reason: "You can do whatever you want."

He lifted his feet and was about to leave.

As a result, Ning Yan pulled her back again, "Why are you leaving? I haven't finished speaking yet!"

"Here, you made the mess yourself, clean it up for me yourself."

She pointed at the glass fragments and water stains on the ground, raised her chin and snorted loudly at Fu Yu through her nostrils, "Don't think that I will let you go if you bow your head to me! I also bought the broken cup with money." ! Give me another account!"