Chapter 119: Miss, he vomited blood again.
Mo Yan took a look at Nan Jia’s expression. He continued to lower his head and said in self-pity: "I know you don’t like me staying in your family. If...ahem...you know my life experience in the future, or Help me find my biological parents, and I will move away."
After Mo Yan finished speaking, he stared closely at Nan Jia's eyes, not letting go of any emotion in her eyes.
After hearing what Mo Yan said, Nanjia breathed a long sigh of relief, and she said that Mo Yan would not show weakness for no reason. It turned out that he came to test whether he really accepted him.
It’s really hard for him, let him test himself with a green tea tone.
Nan Jia's eyebrows were smiling, and her smile was full of tenderness and sincerity: "You, don't think too much. You have always been a member of the Nan family. I won't drive you away, so don't worry, I won't let anyone else use it." It’s up to you to judge your life experience.”
Nan Jia didn’t understand his words at all. Mo Yan’s eyelids drooped, his curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and a ray of light flashed under his eyes.
It seems that Nanjia really doesn’t know his secret.
Nan Jia looked at Mo Yan still lowering his head and pretending to be disappointed. She thought her words were not convincing enough. She continued to comfort her: "Don't worry, you will be my brother from now on, and I will not let anyone else I’ll bully you again.”
Brother? Nanjia suddenly thought of something. She smiled so much that she couldn't see her eyes: "Don't call me by my name in the future. Just call me sister. This will show that we are close, and no one will look down on you."< br>
If you don't take advantage of the bastard, Nanjia will not miss this opportunity to take advantage.
Having Mo Yan call him sister obediently makes me excited just thinking about it!
"Ha" Mo Yan sneered, his eyes a little grim.
Don’t think he can’t see that Nanjia wants to take advantage of him.
Mo Yan raised his head, the sarcasm in his eyes had been replaced by gentleness. He declined Nan Jia's proposal in an understatement: "I'd better call you Nan Jia. I can't adapt to the sudden change of words. Ahem. Cough.”
Nanjia's eyelids raised slightly, yo, he started pretending again!
But Nanjia also knew that his little plan was in vain: "Okay, it's up to you, as long as you are happy."
Mo Yan's probing of Nanjia ended, he stood up and said :"You can rest, I'm going back to the room."
"Okay"
After Mo Yan left, Nan Jia curled her lips at his back. I thought to myself: It's so heartless, just leave after the temptation.
...
On New Year's Day, Nanjia received a message from the college. There is a dance tonight and everyone needs to bring a dance partner.
Dance? I can't dance.
But the college forces everyone to participate, otherwise credits will be deducted.
Thinking about his precarious credits, what else can Nanjia do besides leaving.
Nan Jia suddenly tilted his head and looked at Mo Yan, who was sitting on the sofa and reading quietly.
"Mo Yan, can you dance?"
Mo Yan shook his head, he had never learned and was not interested.
The corners of Nanjia’s mouth curved, and her eyebrows curved. Obviously, she was very satisfied with what Mo Yan said.
Nan Jia crossed her legs on the sofa, her upper body close to Mo Yan: "Then you can accompany me to the New Year's Day party tonight."
What?
Mo Yan’s brows furrowed and he repeated what he said again: “I can’t dance.”
Nan Jia nodded with a clear look on his face: “I know. . ”
Mo Yan felt that there was something wrong with Nan Jia’s thinking, and he would commit suicide. She put the book in her hand aside and looked at Nanjia with dark eyes: "What do you think?"
Nanjia sat up straight and said righteously: "Because I can't dance either. Wouldn’t it expose myself if I find a partner who can dance?”
"Ah?" Mo Yanli didn't understand the logic behind Nan Jia's words.
Nan Jia’s idea is very simple, find a partner who can’t dance, and the two of them can sit aside and rest, and no one will embarrass the other. If your partner can dance, he will definitely invite you. Then you will be embarrassed.
The more Nan Jia thought about it, the more she realized that her idea made sense. She approached Mo Yan and said, "You go with me. Anyway, you have nothing to do if you stay at home." Mo Yan said with indifferent eyes: "I didn't even go to college, are you sure you want to invite me? You will be laughed at."
"That's just right, I'll take you around the university campus."
Mo Yan: ...
He could see that she could pick up whatever he said.
In order to prevent her from annoying him again, Mo Yan compromised.
Mo Yan's eyes lit up because Nan Jia was dressed exquisitely in the evening, but when Mo Yan's eyes moved to Nan Jia's neck, a trace of confusion flashed across his expression.
Isn’t this thick gold chain inappropriate?
Survivor and Nanjia also had a dispute over the gold chain.
"Nan Jiajia, please quickly take off the gold chain from your neck."
"I don't, this gold chain is so beautiful. Why do you need to take it off?"
< br>Mo Yan endured it for a while but still couldn't hold it back: "Do you want a new necklace?"
With the support of his master, Qiu Shengsheng became even more arrogant: "Look, you are really inappropriate like this. .”
Nan Jia's face drooped and she looked at Mo Yan with resentment: "Isn't it good-looking?"
Nan Jia's eyes were so full of resentment that Mo Yan felt that it was best not to tell the truth directly, so he changed his mind. One theory: "It's too ostentatious to take you out like this, and you're likely to be robbed forcefully. In that case, there's a certain probability that your neck will be broken."
Nan Jia's mouth opened slightly, and she stretched out her hand to cover her neck: "You...you...you lied to me, right?"
Mo Yan's face was not red, his heart was not beating, he He said calmly: "There is news, do you want to read it?"
Nanjia stamped her foot hard, turned back to the house and took off her necklace.
Sitting in the car going to school, Nanjia suddenly received a lot of WeChat messages on her phone.
"Sister Nan? I heard that the high school official He Sheng invited you to be his dance partner? Have you agreed?"
"Sister Nan, you are so charming, even He Sheng fell in love with you. Your pomegranate skirt is down."
Nanjia looked at the content on her phone and was too lazy to reply.
The constant chatter of WeChat messages made Mo Yan look at Nan Jia’s phone. Looking at the content on WeChat, Mo Yan thought that Nan Jia was quite popular in school.
Nanjia never responded, and the WeChat messages also stopped for a while.
Just when Nanjia was about to arrive at school, he suddenly received many WeChat messages.
"Holy shit, Sister Nan, you rejected He Sheng? You are so awesome!"
"Sister Nan, who is your dance partner? I can actually make you reject the college idol."< br>
"Sister Nan, let me tell you a piece of news in advance. He Sheng is going to compete with your dance partner. He may humiliate your dance partner, so be prepared."
A showdown? Nan Jia tilted her head and looked at the feminine Mo Yan beside her. With his body, he couldn't beat him.
Nan Jia took Mo Yan out of the car and walked into the ballroom together.
Many people were already waiting at the door, waiting to see who Nan Jia's male companion was and to watch the show.
But when they saw that the person next to Nanjia was Mo Yan, everyone was stunned.
Don’t Nan Jia hate Mo Yan the most? Why would you bring him to the dance?
Please vote~~~~~
(End of this chapter)