Don't make trouble!The villain can't be this cute

Early the next morning, when Gu Yao woke up in Jaeger's arms, she still had a happy smile on her face.After wiping the drool from the corners of her mouth dry on Jaeger's linen shirt, she wanted to stretch comfortably, only to find that she was tightly hugged by a pair of arms and couldn't stretch out.

As soon as she raised her head in a daze, she saw Jaeger's clear sleeping face like a child's. The skin texture with no pores and the facial features in caricature proportions made her look unreal. The slightly rounded cheeks extended downwards to a sharp and small Chin - looks at most thirteen or fourteen years old.

Before Gu Yao could make a sound, the sense of crisis of being watched awakened the keen Jaeger. She didn't wake up slowly and lazily like Gu Yao, but opened her eyes suddenly, as if she had never slept To be sober and alert.

Gu Yao was slightly taken aback, and immediately glared at Jaeger with murderous eyes and gums: "Let go of me!"

Jaeger let go of his hand, lowered his eyelashes slightly, trying to hide the nostalgia in his eyes.Gu Yao struggled to sit up in a daze, staring straight at Jaeger as he straightened her clothes with an expression similar to getting up, and said angrily, "So and so told you to hug me!"

Jaeger got up and got ready, bowed her head for a long while without making a sound, she didn't know how to describe what happened last night.Gu Yao treated her as someone else's business, for her, repeating it is undoubtedly a kind of torture, and more importantly, she didn't want Gu Yao to know how she lost her composure.

"Sorry." Jaeger looked at Gu Yao and replied lightly.

Gu Yao's unknown anger suddenly found an outlet. She assumed the posture of a little shrew, with one hand on her hips and the other hand picked up Jaeger's ear: "The raging child! Such a little brat!"

Jaeger was in a bit of a dilemma. He didn't know whether he should shake it in the direction Gu Yao picked her ear——sway it, it will make her feel ashamed; if she doesn't, Gu Yao doesn't seem to be reconciled.

So she hesitated and sat on the head of the bed as motionless as a mountain, her ears were stretched out, and she looked at Gu Yao blankly with almost empty eyes. After a while, she made a rebuttal to the evaluation of "hooligans": "I am a woman."

Gu Yao paused, stunned for a moment, and then said unreasonably: "Men and women are equal! Do you understand? Damn the child! Childish! Please... hate it!"

Jaeger has always acted prudently, and the first time he was angered by a casual "hate", he frowned and retorted: "Childish? I am really inferior to your sweetheart in this regard."

Gu Yao clenched her fists, guessing that she was probably drunk and said something that shouldn't be said last night, she felt a little uneasy and shy, and argued awkwardly, "How can you compare yourself to her, you little kid."

"I'm sorry." Jaeger said solemnly, "I'm 3 years older than Jiang Mu, and I'm 22 years old this year. Compared with her, I don't think my physical age and mental age will look childish."

Mr. Jiang's age information, which had been falsified so seamlessly, was sold by the "capable men" who were ungrateful.

Gu Yao didn't stare out her eyes in a daze, and said with a look of horror: "You are 22 years old? Lie..."

"I won't lie to you." Jaeger said categorically, "Our family has been raising Gu and addicted to drugs since childhood, and the growth of appearance is slightly slower than that of ordinary people."

In fact, Jaeger doesn't talk much on weekdays, and she never talks about these private matters with others, but her current state is similar to an open and responsible attitude towards her marriage partner, and she has truthfully reported her own situation.

Although Gu Yao was not very cooperative, the two did not have a violent conflict. Compared with Song An'an, who was more than 20 kilometers away from Gu Yao, it was really not a violent conflict.

**

Her sister Song An'an was fainting like a dog on the sofa in the living room at this moment, and the matter had to start from last night——

Jiang Mu came home last night, but raised his hand without saying a word, and threw Song Anan onto the sofa with a parabola.In order to prevent myself from being overwhelmed by anger and killing "Pan Jinlian" by mistake, I ran to the bathroom and poured cold water on my face, walked up to Song Anan with a wet towel and dirty water stains, and frantically wiped it off her lips.

Song An'an felt the burning pain of her lips being rubbed, and instinctively struggled with hammering and kicking, and went one step further to sue the green hat holder: "You took me away so late, what do you want my sister to think!"

Jiang Mu's face suddenly became gloomy, and his thin lips were pursed into a sharp straight line. He fixedly looked at Song An'an, paused for two seconds, and suddenly raised his hand to tear her clothes.

The vengeful atmosphere made Song An'an feel chills in her heart. She pushed Jiang Mu desperately in horror, but it didn't help. In the blink of an eye, there was a three-point pose left on her body.Only now did Jiang Mu put one hand on the sofa beside her waist, and raised his legs to step up.

Song Anan took the opportunity to move back and pulled his body out. Jiang Mu frowned and watched the person under him swim out like a snake, then stretched out his hand stiffly, and grabbed Song Anan's ankle that was about to leave.

Unable to get rid of it, Song Anan looked at his imprisoned ankle, turned his back in a panic, touched the porcelain utensils on the mobile coffee table next to the sofa, turned around and smashed them out indiscriminately.

Jiang Mu tilted his head slightly, and silently avoided a porcelain cup. When Song Anan picked up the porcelain dish, he pulled his hand and pulled her ankle to drag her back to him. Song Anan screamed and raised his hand Throwing at Jiang Mu fiercely, Jiang Mu just wanted to dodge, then paused for a while, and deliberately turned his head to block the porcelain plate in her hand.

With a muffled sound, two pieces of the broken porcelain plate fell on Song Anan's lap, leaving only a small half arc in his hand.

Song An'an was stunned for a moment, opened her eyes wide and raised her hands, innocently looking at Jiang Mu, who was frowning deeply and furiously. Milky and crystal-clear luster, a strand of slightly damp hair on the forehead drooped on the bridge of the nose, and water droplets dripped down the tip of the nose onto Song Anan's ankle, which was pulled in front of him, feeling icy cold.

Song An'an obviously didn't expect that he could really hit it. Although he didn't get hurt, he still felt very distressed.In the silence, she didn't know what to do, she lowered her head anxiously, picked up the fragments in her hands and legs, and wanted to throw them into the trash can, but the confinement on her ankles was like shackles, so she could only throw the fragments in the trash first. On the coffee table, he picked his fingers like a child failing an exam, obediently looking at the buttons on Jiang Mu's chest.

"Enough trouble?" Jiang Mu's voice was deep and hoarse, but she couldn't hide the anger in her voice. She reached out and lifted Song Anan's chin: "Look at me."

Song An'an glanced at her mouth, raised her eyes in panic and blinked at her.

"What do I want your sister to think? An'an, what do you think I should make her think? Is it to make her think that there is still a possibility for me and her to ease her current pain and prolong the pain in the future?"

Song Anan: "..."

Jiang Mu suppressed the mood of strangling the woman in front of him, and tried to turn his anger into a sincere expression: "I can't compromise on your thoughtless behavior."

Song An'an's relatively limited brain capacity can't hold too many things at once, so she has always "lived in the moment". Now, all she can think about is whether Jiang Mu is in pain. Seeing that Jiang Mu doesn't seem to be jumping, she hurriedly shivered Trembling, he got up and knelt on the sofa, brushed Jiang Mu's hair away carefully, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

The veins on Jiang Mu's fist burst out, feeling that this stupid woman's thinking was too easy to go astray, so he quickly put things back on track.She raised her hand to hold Song Anan's paw rubbing on her head, pressed it to her heart, squeezed out a tearful and weak expression with pure natural and realistic acting skills, and said close to Song Anan: "It hurts, if you next time If you want to entangle others in front of me, you might as well kill me first."

"Oh!" Song Anan put his hand on Jiang Mu's neck, and said seriously, "Are you still jealous with the boss? I have always treated her like my grandson!"

At that time, the boss who was already drunk in the hotel lay on the bed and sneezed hugely.

"I don't care about it, and neither can my grandson." Jiang Mu said solemnly: "You are mine—" She reached out and touched Song Anan's lips and continued: "This is mine..." Then she slipped her hand on Song Anan's lips. An'an's eyes and ears... chest and waist, "here too, here..."

Suddenly, the corners of Jiang Mu's mouth hooked into a smile, and he lowered his eyes and stared straight at Song An'an, who only had purple panties left on his lower body. He slid his fingertips over, and then raised his head to glance at Song An'an's reaction.

The dumbfounded Song An'an didn't resist, but his reaction was a bit slow, and he was pulled into Jiang Mu's arms in a blink of an eye, and he didn't exclaim until he was pushed slightly by the cloth, "Don't..."

"Why?" Jiang Mu raised her eyebrows in surprise, not wanting to act that Song Anan would be too disgusted with at an extraordinary moment. To be on the safe side, she tried to respect her own opinion as much as possible.

Looking to the future, this period of time is the most proud memory of Song Anan's success rate in evading sex.Although the success at this moment may be the fuse that aroused Jiang Mu to redouble his attacks unscrupulously, it is also the most embarrassing anniversary in Jiang Mu's life.

"I'm very guilty now..." Song An'an said softly against Jiang Mu's chest, "Wait until my sister's matter is resolved...can you wait a little longer?"

Jiang Mu looked at her sadly, let out a long breath, and led her to lean back and fall on the sofa.

Song Anan was so scared that he yelled: "What's wrong with you?! What's wrong with you!!"

Jiang Mu closed his eyes full of vicissitudes: "I want to eat the mushroom wrapped shrimp you made for me last time."

Song Anan: "..."

**

In the following period of time, Gu Yao and Song Anan showed Jaeger and Jiang Mu the lifestyle of brainless humans respectively, but the results were completely opposite——

The mature and prudent Jaeger gradually infected Gu Yao, allowing her to escape from the chaotic fantasy and face the bleak reality in an orderly manner.

The naive and domineering Jiang Mu was gradually infected by Song An'an, and they abandoned their IQ together, ate and waited to die, and when they got home, they took off their hats, took off their coats, and ran to the kitchen. An An's brainwashed thoughts.

There is nothing in the world that is more terrifying than subtle influences. At this time, Jiang Mu has not analyzed her mother's prophecy at all. In many cases, killing people with beauty is indirect.

However, before that, in order to make Gu Yao completely give up on Jiang Mu, Jaeger revealed Jiang Mu's real plan for Song An'an at the beginning...