After rebirth, the real daughter became a popular figure by relying on internal competition

Mo Sinian trembled all over, and his expression became more and more flustered.

Li Zhiyin was amused by him: "You told me not to touch you, but your body still——"

"Shut up!"

Mo Sinian's eyes wandered, not letting her finish her words: "This is none of your business!"

"Yeah, it is," she scoffed. "You probably do that to anyone who gets on top of you."

"How is that possible?!" Mo Sinian was like a ignited gunpowder, and he retorted in panic: "Do you think I am a man who can't control my body? Can I react to a woman casually?"

She raised an eyebrow: "Then why do you react to me?"

Mosinian: "That's because I——"

His words stopped abruptly.

It feels like someone has plucked out my vocal cords.

He couldn't tell why.

Or can't say.

Li Zhiyin didn't need his answer and asked again: "Brother Si Nian, you have a good relationship with my mother, right?"

Mo Sinian's throat tightened: "Boss Shen saved my life. If it weren't for her, I would have been killed."

She nodded: "Then my mother is your benefactor, am I also your benefactor?"

Mo Sinian frowned and said, "You were adopted, and you were adopted recently. You have nothing to do with me when I was at my lowest point. How can you be so kind?!"

The next moment, someone grabbed his neck.

Mo Sinian opened his eyes wide in disbelief and looked at Li Zhiyin.

Li Zhiyin looked down at him and said ruthlessly: "Since you have no favor to me and do not appreciate my behavior, I will kill you now to prevent you from leaking the secret."

Mo Sinian: "...Do you think you can kill me? And I haven't told you that I will reveal the secret. Why do you want to kill me? Aren't you willing to repay the favor?"

A gun was pressed against his forehead.

Mo Sinian showed an expression of devastation.

Because this is Xiao Jue's personal pistol, and one bullet alone costs ten thousand.

The bullet is specifically aimed at the cyborg madman. One shot can not only penetrate his head, but also turn his head into a pool of water.

Xiao Jue actually gave his favorite pistol to Li Zhiyin.

He cares about her so much?

He began to be distracted, his chest heaving more violently, and there was only one thought in his mind.

They must have been very happy just now.

Why? !

Wasn't he good enough for her?

Mo Sinian's face sank. He grabbed Li Zhiyin's wrist, disarmed her gun and threw it on the ground. He took out his own gun and stuffed it into her hand: "Don't use other men's guns to kill me. Use mine if you want. But before you kill me--"

Before Li Zhiyin could hold the gun tightly, the gun was almost knocked away by the force!

The fragrance of Mosnian's body filled my nose.

It has a light tea fragrance.

Li Zhiyin first held the gun tightly and looked at the beautiful patterns on the gun.

This is also a one-of-a-kind custom gun body.

She likes it very much and is not surprised by this transformation: "I want to get a gun library and hang my gun collection on the wall."

Mosinian's voice was low and hoarse: "Which gun do you like best?"

"I don't like any of them." She pointed the muzzle of the gun at Mo Sinian's forehead: "For me, guns are not high or low, they are just for fun, don't expect me to like any of them."

She smiled with her eyes closed: "A toy should have its place. Once you get on board, you have to think clearly. Do you understand, Brother Si Nian?"

The air was stagnant for a moment.

An even hotter temperature surged up.

Li Zhiyin felt like he was on a floating boat on the waves. The gun in his hand gradually became unsteady and fell to the ground.

Mo Sinian gnashed his teeth and said, "Did you want to kill me just now? Ah? Did you really want to kill me?! Don't you have any feelings for me?!"

He seemed to be talking to her, but also seemed to be talking to himself: "I really don't understand myself. This is your style of doing things. I obviously don't like you, and you even want to kill me, but I still want to be with you. Why am I so cheap? Why do I have to compete with you?!"

Mo Sinian closed his eyes and raised his head, feeling as if he was about to fail. His brows were furrowed in forbearance, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a hint of pleading in them.

"Will you increase your humanity points because of me? Even one point is fine."

Li Zhiyin ignored him.

She had just heard Xiao Jue talk about this kind of question.

But no matter how hard Xiao Jue tried to please her, her humanity value did not respond.

So the answer is no.

But the answer doesn’t matter, because he’s obsessed regardless.

-

Two hours later.

The corners of Mosinian's mouth pressed down, then slowly rose up.

Press again, then rise again.

Su Wenli was eating fruit slices beside him and asked in a chilly tone, "Why are you smiling so happily? Are you happy again?"

He ignored her, leaned back on a chair in the hospital corridor, and looked at Li Zhiyin in the ward: "You don't understand."

Su Wenli followed his gaze and saw Li Zhiyin resting on the sofa.

She was covered with Mosinian's suit jacket and curled up on the sofa playing with her phone.

She received an unfamiliar text message.

"Hello, my name is Lou Nian. Are you Li Zhiyin? I have a request for you. I'm at the nurse's desk."

Li Zhiyin perked up, stood up and threw his clothes to Mo Sinian.

Mo Sinian wanted to follow her, but she held his shoulders to prevent him from moving and walked straight to the nurse's station.

There was a girl in a wheelchair in front of the nurse's desk.

The girl had thin cheeks, half of her body was mechanical, her skin was white and transparent, and it looked like she didn't have much time left. She was accompanied by only a red-haired female bodyguard.

She was curious: "Did you send the text message?"

The girl smiled weakly: "Li Zhiyin, I risked my life to fly to see you. I don't have much time left. I may die in the next moment. So before I die, I have a very important order to discuss with you."