Shenhao: I'm Really A Big Villain

It is said that a long illness becomes a cure.

For this, Qin Lang has never believed very much.

But now, with the facts in front of me, I have to say that the ancients did not deceive me!

No, Miss Scarlet Mandala, who has had some problems with her body since she was a child, has become proficient in treating illness and saving people after a long period of self-reflection.

No matter how busy he was, no matter how surprised he was, he never gave up and took care of Qin Lang's body.

Finally, it took a long time for Qin Lang to regain his normal bone count.

"It's hard for you, but there's nothing you can do. After all, it's on the plane, and other behaviors are inconvenient, right?" Qin Lang patted the bloody mandala's head with a wry smile.

The bloody mandala looked left, looked right, wanted to look for something, but couldn't find it, he could only sigh in his heart, swallowed a mouthful of saliva helplessly, and rolled his eyes angrily, "So, what do you think? So it doesn't matter?"

Complaining is complaining, but in my heart, it is true and still a little happy.

At least, in Qin Lang's heart, he regarded her as a woman, and even if the front and rear cabins were isolated, he did not want her to do too much on this occasion.

In this case, Qin Lang would never argue with Scarlet Mandala on this.

First, there is no confidence, and second, even if you win, there is no benefit.

From the hospitalization to the mushroom house, it took more than half a month before and after. During this time, he was a vegetarian every day, and he finally encountered the blood-colored mandala who had thrown himself into the net. Naturally, he was a little more radical.

He couldn't help but feel some pity in his heart, reached out and wiped his red eyes, and changed the subject, "How is the situation in the magic capital? I promise you, whether it is Chen Ping'an or his master, now they are both It's been smashed to ashes, what about you?"

The blood-colored mandala bit the slightly reddish corner of the mouth,

His expression was full of resentment, "That guy offended a lot of people outside, it's not an exaggeration to say that he is an enemy family, there are many security personnel around him, and there are many experts among them.

Even if I want to assassinate, I can't find a good entry point in a short time. "

Why not!

In the previous Scarlet Mandala, all he thought in his mind was how to seize the opportunity, preparing for the assassination all the time, and it was very likely that he would follow the target for half a month, grasp the whereabouts, and make plans.

But now?

She couldn't get into this job at all, and from time to time she would be deviated by some pictures that suddenly flashed in her mind.

Lack of concentration and rash strikes are the most taboo things for killers.

"I'll ask you seriously, do you really want to kill him, or you're not prepared for that at all, but are just trying to be quick?" Qin Lang pinched the bloody mandala's cheek.

Scarlet Mandala sneered, "I wish I could tear it to pieces! How could I not be ready?

Born without raising, there is no kindness at all, what's more, the mother was brutally killed because of his greed and selfishness.

This kind of person is a scum. If he didn't find the opportunity, I would definitely use all means to let him taste what pain is! "

"I'll help you..." Qin Lang had a warm smile on his face, "Don't rush to refuse, today is different from the past, your enemy is naturally my enemy."

According to Scarlet Mandala's temperament, his own affairs never need to trouble others.

But now, isn't Qin Lang his own?

Bloody Mandala pondered for a long time, instead of looking into Qin Lang's eyes, he lowered his head, "I'll help you too..."

...

evening,

Tianhai City, villa area, living room.

Qin Lang crossed Erlang's legs, leaned on the sofa, and took a deep breath.

Not to mention, I have lived in this villa since I crossed over. After I get used to it, I feel like home.

"Drink tea."

Chu Mengyao, who was dressed as a dancer from the Western Regions, was covered with a layer of purple tulle, which gave her an exotic feeling.

She came over with a tea set, and while swaying, the bell tied around her waist made a clear and pleasant bell.

Even though Qin Lang was not at home during this time, he was always in touch on his mobile phone.

Especially on Chu Mengyao's side, if Su Xiaoxiao is too busy at the orphanage, he will let Chu Mengyao come over to take care of the housework.

It doesn't matter whether there is anyone in the family, things are still to be done, and his daily clothes are carefully selected by him.

Today, it is the cosplay of the Western Regions Dancer.

Qin Lang reached out and dragged Chu Mengyao onto his lap.

The silver bell made a crisp sound, and Chu Mengyao was a little awkward, and seemed to be a little reluctant and a little bit resistant.

Qin Lang chuckled, "Why, I haven't seen each other for a while, and the tacit understanding that I finally cultivated just disappeared?"

Chu Mengyao fumbling with understanding and pretending to be confused, "What do you mean? What tacit understanding?"

Qin Lang pouted towards the cup on the coffee table.

What else could it mean?

The tea has been brought, can't you even feed it?

Chu Mengyao stood up, held the teacup, and handed it to Qin Lang without speaking. Even Qin Lang reached out and pulled her to sit down, feeling a force of resistance, obviously refusing.

What's wrong with this?

Even Qin Lang was a little confused when he encountered this situation.

Three days without the roof uncovered?

Or is it because Rabbit Essence's cosplay is addictive, and even if he changes his clothes now, he still wants to eat carrots half-heartedly?

"The housework has been done, and I've cleaned up for you in the bedroom. Can I go back?" Chu Mengyao asked in a cold voice, who was far away from Qin Lang Station.

"cannot!"

Chu Mengyao frowned, "Why? When you're at home, I have to do whatever you want. When you're not at home, when you think of me, you instruct me to do a few things, but I can't remember them. Put me aside!

What do you think I am?

Is it a tool to be called at will? ? "

Her voice was getting louder and louder, and at the end, she was quite questioning.

Yes!

She wanted Qin Lang, but did Qin Lang take her too seriously?

When she was at home, she would randomly play with her when she remembered it. If she couldn't remember it, she would just ignore it and let it go. Even for a long time, she took the initiative to ask, but she didn't get any reply, as if she had been abandoned.

This kind of feeling was something Chu Mengyao had never experienced before.

It is cold violence that is crueler than physical torture!

"Otherwise, what do you think you are? Miss Chu family? Have you forgotten your identity?"

Qin Lang sneered and asked back, but he was stunned.

No wonder Chu Mengyao is nervous, so that's what happened?

As expected of the proud daughter who overflowed from her bones, she was so simple, and whatever she was thinking about, she would just pour out beans in a bamboo tube.

Of course, Qin Lang wouldn't think that Chu Mengyao was jealous.

He still has this self-awareness.

So far, everything he has done has not reached that point. The reason why Chu Mengyao is so annoyed is all caused by the sense of difference.

This is like the former suitors who took the trouble to send love letters to beautiful women every day, even if they were rejected, they would not stop, and it continued for a long time.

But suddenly one day, the suitor gave up!

Is it the suitor who should jump?

No no no!

is a beauty!

Because in her subconscious, such a habit has been formed, and suddenly the suitor does not send love letters, but she feels uncomfortable.

Things are different, but the nature in the bones is the same.

It's just that some women will hide the dissatisfaction in their hearts without expressing them, but some women will question them without hesitation.

Chu Mengyao is such a woman!

"Remember your own identity, I let you come, you have to come!

I allow you to go, you can go!

Not happy? Hold me up!

This is the first time, and next time, you will never use it again! "

Qin Lang stared at Chu Mengyao coldly, without any intention of pity on Xiangxiyu.

sense of difference?

Since Chu Mengyao likes this set, then follow the above.

Isn't it just for fun? ?

Who doesn't anymore?