Quickly wear white moonlight, she took the villain script

Chapter 78
After eating, everyone took a rest.

Pack some food and some necessities tools collected in a few days.

With a car and more space, it is natural to take whatever you can.

Some people even entered the kitchen and took out all the pots.

The boy was carrying the pot, and when he saw Mo Qin, he remembered that it belonged to someone else.

"Well, since you want to go with us, it's a waste to keep these things here. It's not too much for us to take them away."

Mo Qin raised his head, looked at the wok in the boy's hand, and the bowl and chopsticks inside, with a mocking tone.

"You moved out, and you just thought of asking me, isn't it too late?"

"you……"

The boy's face flushed red all of a sudden, out of embarrassment.

Seeing this, Zheng Xiaorui came over and pushed the boy's shoulder, "Move out first."

Then, he turned his head to Mo Qin and said:

"I suggested that they take these things away. Since you are going to go with us, we are also companions..."

So what's yours is everyone's stuff.

"Don't always talk with guns and sticks, so that people will mistakenly think that you are a difficult person to get along with."

Others: Is this a misunderstanding?Isn't that the case?
Xu Xiaoying came down with a big package in her arms, and said in a high-pitched voice, "It's not easy to get along with! I really thought it was the time before the end of the world, when those men were hugging you!"

I thought to myself, just do it, you will cry when the time comes.

Seeing Mo Qin looking over, she hurried out with her things in her arms.

The kick I kicked yesterday still hurts today, and the forehead is also scratched. I don't know if it will leave a scar.

Damn, let's see if she doesn't find a chance to get revenge!
Mo Qin smiled again, "Come here to scold me, but you still think the words are ugly?"

Taking other people's things, you are confident and confident, and you don't even want to cover it with a fig leaf.

It's really as big as a basin.

By the time they finished moving things, it was starting to get dark.

Rows of cars were parked at the gate of the villa, and the expensive cars were full of miscellaneous and worthless things.

Jiang Lin didn't know when he disappeared.

Mo Qin rubbed his eyes, stretched himself, and went upstairs.

Comparing the map, she probably knew the location of the southern base where the original owner's father was.

It used to take a lot of time.

Everything else is fine, just... what about the things she put in the freezer?
Even if you drive a big truck, you can't take it away.

Sad people.

After the little skirt, has even the delicious food gone away from her?

Mo Qin turned from the second floor to the third floor with heavy steps.

As soon as he reached the corner of the stairs, he felt a gust of wind blowing in the air.

someone.

Mo Qin subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

The man seemed to have foreseen Mo Qin's movement long ago, he grabbed Mo Qin's wrist and pressed it behind him.

The person is imprisoned between him and the wall.

The distance between the two drew closer, and the man enveloped him with an aggressive aura.

Mo Qin raised his head, looked at the man who was a head taller than her, and could vaguely see his bright black eyes with a hint of complacency.

What is there to be proud of?
If she hadn't recognized who it was, she would have almost touched the knife.

Her voice was slightly cold, and her clear voice called out a name, "Jiang Lin."

She moved her wrist, but found that she couldn't break free.

"What are you doing? I said no one should go up to the third floor."

Jiang Lin curled his lips, showing a bit wanton, but also a bit ruffian, not quite serious.

"I haven't gone up yet, and am I asking for your permission now?"

Mo Qin: "..."

Have you ever asked for someone else's consent?

Maintain this coercive posture and say the word "seeking"...

Jiang Lin suddenly lowered his head and moved closer to Mo Qin's shoulder and neck. After smelling it, he said firmly, "You have taken a bath."

Mo Qin: "?"

What does it have to do with him crossing the line whether he takes a bath or not?
Seeing that Mo Qin didn't understand what he meant, Jiang Lin loosened his grip on her wrist, and he stepped back a little, his voice was low and concealed a trace of unnaturalness.

"I just want to take a shower, that's all."

what happened to him?
Just get started...

Actually... like a hooligan, he leaned over to smell it.

The faint floral fragrance is quite nice.

What an embarrassment...

Mo Qin broke free this time, she moved her wrist, the place where she was held just now was still warm.

Since it is him, it is not impossible to go to the third floor.

"Come with me."

Mo Qin led the people upstairs.

There are several boxes of snacks piled up in the corner of the room, as well as a box of disassembled small hot pots, and several unopened packages of spicy strips are placed on the table.

Well, now I know what she eats every day hiding in the house.

Mo Qin pointed in the direction of the bathroom, "That's the bathroom."

There was a layer of light red on her slender white wrist, which was just held by him.

He obviously didn't dare to hold it hard, so he turned red.

Jiang Lin touched the back molars with the tip of his tongue, and something flickered in his eyes.

Heart said: really tender.

Realizing what he was thinking, Jiang Lin cursed himself as a hooligan in his heart, then turned around and walked quickly into the bathroom.

Mo Qin returned to his room, lay down on the soft bed, and sighed a long time thinking that he would start a long journey tomorrow.

About 10 minutes later, the sound of water dripping in the bathroom stopped.

It was only then that Jiang Lin remembered that he had just arrived empty-handed.

But put him back in the dirty clothes...

It feels like the shower was in vain.

He had no choice but to knock on the door, trying to attract Mo Qin's attention and ask her to help find a piece of clothing.

Mo Qin went to the original owner's father's room to look for it.

Three minutes later, Jiang Lin looked at a large new bathrobe and a pair of unopened trousers in his hand.

There was a rare silence.

I suddenly don't want to wear it very much, what should I do?
Why does she have men's trousers at home, or ... large size, and with this bathrobe, he has already imagined a muscular man.

After a few more minutes of moaning, he came out of the bathroom.

He put on everything he didn't really want to wear, but it was very indecent.

The belt at the waist was loosely tied in a slipknot, and the wide bathrobe was worn on him, with the neckline askew, revealing a beautiful collarbone.

Now he is not wearing a hat, revealing a delicate and beautiful face.

His complexion is fair, not like other people, it is the kind of tanned yellow color.

Just judging from the exposed part, his figure must be very good.

But Mo Qin, who was sitting on the sofa, didn't even raise his head.

Jiang Lin lowered his head and looked at his current appearance. With Mo Qin's attitude, he was angry without any sign of anger.

Are you dissatisfied with his figure?
Or have you seen it too much, so you are used to it?
No matter which one it was, it made him very unhappy.

However, at this moment, he still hasn't figured out where this feeling comes from.

He walked over a few steps, sat down next to Mo Qin, kept his hands on the back of the sofa, leaned forward slightly, and leaned over.

Poor tone:

"You take your little boyfriend's things and give them to a strange man to wear. Will he be angry if he finds out?"

(End of this chapter)