Chapter 174 Today, he successfully prevented him from committing suicide
In the middle of the night, Nanjia was suddenly frightened by the voice of someone crying for survival in his head.
"Nanjia, wake up quickly, Mo Yan is preparing to commit suicide. Go and save him."
Nanjia hurriedly jumped up, her expression serious: "Position".
“On the balcony of his room”
It was a little difficult for Nanjia's short legs to go upstairs, so she climbed up with great effort.
Maybe Mo Yan thought that no one would come to his room late at night, so there was a small crack in his door.
Nanjia got through the gap and went straight to the balcony.
Mo Yan's room had a huge floor-to-ceiling window. The floor-to-ceiling window was a push-pull type. The two windows were fully opened, and Mo Yan was standing in the center.
The night breeze blew by, and Mo Yan's black hair fluttered in the wind.
He looked like he was ready to jump.
Nan Jia hurried to Mo Yan's side. She grabbed Mo Yan's trouser leg with her mouth and pulled it back hard.
Mo Yan lowered his head to look at the hard-working little thing. She pushed back hard, making a whirring sound in her throat, but it had no effect at all. Mo Yan remained motionless.
Mo Yan suddenly raised his legs, and Nan Jia's entire cat was lifted up.
Nan Jia’s four paws hugged Mo Yan’s trouser legs tightly.
Mo Yan stretched his legs out of the window, and Nan Jia was hanging on the second floor.
When the cool night breeze blew, the hair all over her body exploded, and her four paws hugged his trouser legs harder.
Don’t let go. Once you let go, it will turn into minced meat.
Mo Yan looked at the frightened Nan Jia, he sneered, and then pulled his legs back.
When Mo Yan's legs fell to the ground, Nanjia hurriedly let go, fearing that it would happen again.
"You pulled me just now, did you think I would jump?"
Mo Yan's face didn't show any emotion at all. On the contrary, he was a little disgusted: "If you jump on the second floor, you will just break your hands and feet. You can't Dead.”
Because Mo Yan jumped over, he knew it very well.
Mo Yan lowered his head to look at Nan Jia, and said in a faint voice: "But you are different, you may be thrown to death."
Nan Jia was stunned, and she hurriedly took a few steps back. Stay away from this pervert!
Mo Yan threatened: "Next time you come into my room, I will throw you down."
Nan Jia didn't want to experience flying cats at high altitudes anymore. She hurriedly walked out, only walking halfway. She went back to meowing at Mo Yan.
Mo Yan really didn't understand Nan Jia's intention this time: "What are you doing?"
Nan Jia walked to the window and pulled the window frame with her paws.
"Let me close the window?" Mo Yan was a little surprised. Nanjia still knows how to close the window?
"Meow"
Mo Yan didn't move, and neither did Nan Jia.
Anyway, the survivor said that if she died, she could save the file and start over again. She was not afraid.
In the end, Mo Yan compromised: "I'll close the door, and you hurry up and leave."
Nan Jia then returned to the first floor and went to sleep.
Mo Yan lay in bed still unable to sleep, as insomniac as ever.
That little dirty cat is probably fast asleep, right?
Her brain capacity is so small, she must have fallen asleep without any worries.
Mo Yan thought about how Nanjia had disturbed him by blowing the cold wind just now, which affected him.
She was sleeping soundly, but she was tossing and turning?
No, we can't let her sleep!
Mo Yan stood up suddenly. He was going to harass the little dirty cat. He couldn't sleep, and he wouldn't let her sleep either.
Mo Yan went downstairs and turned on the light in the living room.
The living room was suddenly brightly lit, but the dazzling light did not disturb Nanjia. She just changed her sleeping position. She buried her head into her body, surrounded herself with her limbs, and looked from a distance. , she is like a circle.
Mo Yan squatted beside Nanjia’s cat’s nest. He reached out and shook the cat’s nest vigorously.
Nanjia thought there was an earthquake, and she sat up suddenly.
As a result, he saw Mo Yan squatting aside with evil intentions,
"Meow Meow Meow" Nan Jia was dissatisfied. He was up late at night to harass her? "I can't sleep, and you can't sleep either."
Nan Jia tilted her head and looked at Mo Yan helplessly.
"Qiu Sheng Sheng, are you sure that your master is suffering from a self-destructive disease? Isn't he being mean?"
Qiu Sheng Sheng: My master is indeed boring!
One person and one cat stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes. Mo Yan said nothing and refused to let Nan Jia sleep.
As soon as he saw Nanjia trying to sleep, he shook her awake.
Butler Wang was sleeping very lightly. He rushed out immediately when he heard the noise, and then saw this 'warm scene'.
Butler Wang raised the corner of his mouth and quietly closed the door.
The young master is still very caring, he just doesn't want to show it in front of outsiders.
There was no one around late at night, so he came to play with the little dirty cat.
If Nanjia heard what the housekeeper was thinking, she would definitely curse! Is Mo Yan here to play with me? He is purely here to torment himself.
At almost dawn, Mo Yan finally let Nan Jia go.
Nanjia quickly lay down on her little bed and went to sleep.
Early the next morning, as soon as Nan Jia opened her eyes, she saw Mo Yan taking six white pills.
Oh my God, he’s not going to take medicine and commit suicide, right?
Nan Jia's legs ran very fast. She rushed to Mo Yan's feet, pulled Mo Yan's pants up, and then patted Mo Yan's hand with her paws.
The white pill fell from Mo Yan's hand.
Looking at the pills on the ground, Mo Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Nan Jia with some approval.
I didn’t expect that she could actually do something ‘good’.
No, that look is not quite right.
Sure enough, I immediately heard Butler Wang shouting: "Ah, little dirty cat, why did you slap away the young master's medicine."
Butler Wang wanted Mo Yan to take the medicine , he was almost bald with his words, and he finally convinced the young master. Unexpectedly, the little dirty cat slapped the medicine away.
Nanjia's tail drooped down, and her watery eyes made Butler Wang reluctant to beat her.
Butler Wang could only sigh and began to persuade Mo Yan again: "Master, please take it again. This medicine..."
"Don't take it" Mo Yan decisively refused, and the pile The white pills are of no use.
"Young Master"
Mo Yan didn't want to listen to Butler Wang's chatter, so he reached out and grabbed Nan Jia's neck, then threw her to the ground and stood up to leave.
Looking at the young master's leaving figure, Butler Wang sighed. The young master has never taken medicine well, and he never takes it day by day.
Nan Jia thought for a while, then she grabbed the medicine bottle and went to find Mo Yan.
Mo Yan listened to the clanging sound behind him, and turned around to see Nan Jia holding a bucket of medicine. The medicine bucket was almost half her size.
Nan Jia stopped at Mo Yan’s feet. She pushed the medicine bucket with her paw, and then stared at Mo Yan.
Mo Yan sneered at Nan Jia, then quickly went upstairs and closed the door.
When he closed the door, Nanjia was still struggling to climb the stairs with the medicine bucket in her mouth.
When Nan Jia walked to Mo Yan’s room, Mo Yan was already lying on the bed.
Nanjia scratched the door with her paws, and she meowed at the door.
But Mo Yan didn’t hear it at all.
Nan Jia didn’t waste her efforts. She held the medicine bottle and leaned against the wall, waiting for Mo Yan to open the door.
She didn't sleep well last night because Mo Yan harassed her, and she fell asleep soon.
Two hours later, the door was slowly pushed open.
(End of this chapter)