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

Mo Sinian grabbed her hand, pulled her in front of him, and said ruthlessly: "You know I've been guarding outside, right?!"

Li Zhiyin lowered her eyes and looked at their hands.

Due to his body size, his hands were two sizes larger than hers, and his skin color was the same cold white as hers.

The back of Mo Sinian's hand was blue, and his five fingers were so strong that the joints turned blue-white. It looked like he was going to crush her slender wrist, or as if he was entangled with her to death.

Unfortunately, her wrist was bulletproof and could not be crushed. In order to prevent the loss of too many senses and thus the loss of humanity, there was simulated gravity feedback and slight pain feedback, but she could not feel his aggression.

Mosnian's painful and suppressed voice floated over from in front of him.

"How can you do this? Li Zhiyin? Don't you regard me as a human being?"

Li Zhiyin looked up at Mo Sinian.

Mo Sinian's face was as pale as paper, his cold and hard temperament carried a rare pleading look, tears welled up in his eyes, a large tear fell down, hit his face, and actually stopped.

The tear covered the mole on his cheek like a perfectly set diamond.

Li Zhiyin glanced at his watch.

There is still half an hour before the game starts.

She stood on tiptoe and gently kissed away the tears on his face.

Mo Sinian was stunned and leaned against the wall, flattered. His body was resisting, but his hands were around her waist.

She stood on tiptoe, hooked her arms around his neck, and sniffed his cheek: "You don't smoke."

He stood stiffly in front of her, pursed his lips resentfully, "You don't like the smell of cigarettes. I wanted to smoke, but I held back."

Li Zhiyin smiled softly, said nothing more, stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips, then stepped back a little bit and brought him back to the room.

Mo Sinian couldn't help but turn over and press her against the wall. He suddenly came to his senses and looked at Xiao Cheng on the bed.

Xiao Cheng was like a bottle of white milk spilled on the quilt, entangled with the quilt, with only his shoulders exposed, and the exposed part had many purple-red marks.

Very splashed bayberry juice in milk.

It is not difficult to imagine how the bayberry juice flew up there.

Mo Sinian suddenly felt angry and pushed Li Zhiyin to the corner and leaned over to press on him!

It's not that he didn't know that Xiao Cheng was showing off on purpose, but he couldn't understand why Li Zhiyin made him wait outside for two and a half hours!

The person who made him most angry was Li Zhiyin!

What made me even more angry was myself standing at the door!

He kept thinking in his head whether or not to leave, but he wanted more to see Li Zhiyin's expression when she saw him standing at the door!

He vindictively wanted to see panic and guilt in her eyes.

So for a brief two and a half hours, he was the one trapped in prison.

He bit her lips hard, Li Zhiyin shuddered, and pushed him into the bathroom!

She used all her strength and he was not even prepared. He fell to the ground in a mess and looked at her in surprise.

Li Zhiyin wore a short suit with a tube top and shorts underneath, and a pair of black knight boots that couldn't cover her calves.

Her black hair was tied up with a silver hairpin, she wore silver-framed glasses on her face, and her diamond necklace shone brightly under the light.

"I only have half an hour."

She locked the door and said expressionlessly: "I don't have time to put on makeup anymore, let me do it."

His heart was beating fast and he took two steps back without knowing why. Finally, he had no way to retreat. He raised his head in panic, and a hand covered his mouth again.

"Don't make a sound."

Mo Sinian suppressed his voice and suddenly understood Xiao Cheng's madness. He said in a daze: "How could you be so..."

"I'm good at finding weaknesses. That's why I kill people so quickly."

The girl's voice was very cold, forming a sharp contrast with his embarrassment.

"For example, your weakness is right here."

Mo Sinian raised his head, his expression seemed to be in pain but not quite, his scalp was tingling, and he felt like he had entered a bizarre dream.

When he recovered, he slumped against the hot tiles in the bathroom, and after two hours of waiting, his anger was completely vented, and his love turned into trembling bursts.

Li Zhiyin tilted her head and smiled at him: "I didn't know you were waiting outside just now, I thought you left, can you forgive me?"

Mo Sinian looked at her with a distracted look and murmured twice.

Li Zhiyin didn't hear clearly, so she leaned close to his ear and asked, "What?"

"I forgive..."

Mo Sinian's voice was intermittent and incoherent, and his eyes were full of her.

"I forgive you for whatever you do..."

Twenty-five minutes later, Mo Sinian collapsed in the bathroom in a mess, looking at Li Zhiyin beside the sink.

She washed her hands carefully, picked him up from the ground naturally, and carried him to the third room.

He didn't really want to be hugged by her as it was embarrassing, but his fingers were so weak that it was difficult for him to move. She gently put him on the bed and covered him with a blanket.

Mo Sinian glanced at himself.

He also had new bayberry stains on his body, which was very strange and satisfying.

An idea also popped into his head.

"How should I entangle you? Being gentle to you will work or not?"

Li Zhiyin paused in covering him with the quilt and tilted his head to listen to what Mo Sinian had to say.

He hooked his hand around her fingertips and said in a daze, "Why aren't you a normal person? Then I can trap you forever."

Li Zhiyin smiled so much that her ears were almost callused.

Everyone who was with her said this.

But none of them explained it in such detail, they all just gave a unified beginning.

"Why isn't Li Zhiyin an ordinary person?"

She squatted beside his bed and poked his face: "If I were an ordinary person, would you be able to hide it privately and not let others see it?"

Mosinian nodded: "Yes."

Li Zhiyin's smile deepened: "That's a pity, I was the one who hid you."

She checked the time and said, "I have to go. You should have a good rest."

Li Zhiyin passed by the bedroom and saw Xiao Cheng was still asleep. She was in a good mood. She opened the door and met a pair of gloomy eyes again.

Hyun Hee stood at the door expressionlessly, wearing a white shirt and suit pants, and looked at her expressionlessly: "The time is just right."

Li Zhiyin: “…”

Do they buy their white shirts wholesale from the clothing market???