Chapter 85 The villain from the previous world is reborn
Seeing Mo Yan’s injured look, Nanjia’s attitude immediately changed: “Stay, I will live with you.”
Nan Jia is not afraid that Mo Yan will be sad, she is afraid that he will become a pervert.
Nan Jia followed Mo Yan and looked at the familiar door of the villa. She was very resistant.
It seemed that it was not a house, but a monster with a bloody mouth.
It waited for Nanjia to walk in, and then swallowed her in one gulp without leaving any residue.
Mo Yan saw Nan Jia standing there, looking at the house in a daze, and he asked: "Why don't you leave?"
Nan Jia reluctantly grinned and made up nonsense: " Oh, your house is quite beautiful.”
“As long as you like it”
Mo Yan pulled Nanjia into the house, and Nanjia stood at the door and began to decorate the room.
It is undoubtedly the same as the previous life, but there is no trace of my own life.
Mo Yan took out a pair of disposable slippers and handed them to Nan Jia.
Nan Jia was deeply involved in the drama. She discovered the problem at a glance: "Don't we have always lived together? Why don't I have any of my belongings?"
Mo Yan's actions For a moment, he didn't speak.
Nanjia realized that she might have asked too much. She coughed lightly and answered the question herself: "Well, I know. Is it because you were too angry when I ran away from home and took all my things? Throw it away?”
Nan Jia looked proud, but Mo Yan was really full of loopholes. It was a good thing that she didn't argue with him.
Mo Yan straightened up, looked at Nanjia calmly and explained: "No, I didn't throw it away, I just collected all your things and kept them in a special room. Do you want to go take a look?”
“No,” Nanjia refused. Of course she didn’t believe that this house really existed. I have never been in this world, so how could I have my own belongings?
What Mo Yan just said was just casual. He couldn't really say to go and see it, otherwise wouldn't it make it difficult for Mo Yan to get off the tiger?
Nan Jia is a considerate and good girl.
Mo Yan looked at Nan Jia's disbelief, and pinched Nan Jia's little face: "You, don't you believe it? I will take you to see it, and you will know."
" No, really no need. "Curiosity killed the cat, Nan Jia didn't want to see it.
Mo Yan put his arm around Nan Jia's shoulders, half pushing and half pulling her to a locked room on the first floor.
Mo Yan took out the key and opened the lock. Listening to the sound of the lock opening, Nan Jia was a little nervous. She hugged Mo Yan's arm and said, "I really don't want to see it. I'd rather see the room I live in. How about you take me to the second floor to see my room?"
"What are you worried about? Huh?”
Mo Yan's standard smile revealed his white teeth. But those white teeth made Nan Jia a little scared.
"Bang" the door was opened, and it was pitch black inside.
‘Gudu’ Nanjia couldn’t help but swallow her saliva, she was scared!
Mo Yan pushed Nanjia into the room and he followed him in.
As he walked into the house, Mo Yan closed the door.
As the door gradually closed, the light coming from the door gradually disappeared.
The dark environment was too scary, and a bunch of messy thoughts appeared in Nanjia's mind.
The more she thought about it, the more she became afraid. Nanjia couldn't bear it anymore. She hurriedly stretched out her hand to block the door, preventing it from closing in an attempt to keep the light out.
"Hiss" Nanjia let out a cry of pain, and her hand was squeezed by the door.
Mo Yan quickly turned on the light. He pulled Nan Jia's arm and looked at her fingers that were red from being squeezed. "You..." Mo Yan wanted to accuse Nan Jia, but when he saw the tears in her eyes, the words in his throat turned into worry: "Does it hurt? Did you hurt any bones?"
It actually didn’t hurt, and Mo Yan didn’t use any force.
But how could Nanjia let go of this opportunity to be miserable? She pouted and said: "It hurts, it hurts so much."
If it hurts, he should feel distressed, so he won't scare him By yourself?
Mo Yan blew at Nan Jia's injured palm, "Tell me, why did you reach out to block the door?"
Nanjia pursed her lips to think of words. It couldn't be said that she was afraid that he would do some perverted things to her in this dark place after closing the door.
“Are you afraid of the dark?”
Mo Yan stared at Nan Jia without saying anything. Nan Jia is afraid of the dark? She is so courageous that she can be lawless. How can she be afraid of the dark?
He smiled and then said: "Look, this room is full of things you left behind."
Nanjia turned around and looked at the things in the room, her eyes His eyes widened, and a layer of cold sweat formed on his back.
Because this place is really filled with things she would have used in her previous life, including her own clothes, daily necessities, etc., and even her own portraits.
If it weren’t for the fact that she had never been to this new world, Nan Jia would have believed that she was really Mo Yan’s amnesiac fiancée.
This is a bit scary!
Looking at Nan Jia, who was staring at the drawing, Mo Yan’s mouth curved, and his eyes glowed with a frightening light.
“Nan Nan?” Mo Yan reached out and poked Nan Jia’s arm
"Ah?" Nanjia was startled, and she hurriedly stepped back to avoid Mo Yan's touch.
Nan Jia’s action caused Mo Yan’s eyes to turn a deep dark color, and his pupils narrowed slightly.
Nan Jia also realized that her reaction was too great and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. She explained: "I was looking too seriously at the painting just now. By the way, were these all painted by you? Your painting is beautiful. ”
Mo Yan returned to his gentle demeanor He nodded: "Yes, these are all painted by me. You don't like taking pictures, so I can only draw some memorable scenes through painting."
The corners of Nanjia's mouth froze. It showed on his face that Mo Yan was really a ruthless person. His sentence solved a fatal BUG.
How could two people not take a photo together?
The reason is because I don’t like taking pictures.
Mo Yan pulled Nan Jia closer. He happily pointed at a painting and said, "Nan Nan, look at this painting. This is the scene when we got engaged. I painted it. .”
The scene in that painting was the scene when they got married in the second world.
Looking at the familiar scene, Nanjia felt a headache.
Nan Jia asked quietly: "Um... when we got engaged, we didn't take pictures or record videos?"
Mo Yan shook his head: "No, you didn't agree to it at the time. I had no choice but to let you do it. After all, you are the happiest when you propose. "It's important."
Nanjia saw Mo Yan who was calm and composed as if telling the truth, she lowered her head and said slowly: "Oh, that's it..."
Nanjia felt like her whole body was shaking. It was cold, I was trembling in my heart, and there was cold sweat on the soles of my feet.
Mo Yan’s acting skills are so good that he can make the fake come true without any flaws.
Mo Yan rubbed Nan Jia's head: "Okay, it's almost time, you should go to bed. If you are interested in what happened in the past, I will accompany you tomorrow."
Nan Jia said: No need, she really didn't want to come to this place where everything was fake and had a weird atmosphere.
She is afraid that if she stays here for a long time, she will go insane.
Insanity? Nanjia's heart skipped a beat.
(End of this chapter)