my villain is too cute

Chapter 756 The Master of No Thought (End)

"Squeak-"

The old door was pushed open, and the sound was harsh and unspeakably strange in the silent night.

With the sound of unhurried footsteps, Nan Jing struggled to roll his eyes.

The goal is a cold and indifferent face, a pair of dark eyes without emotion, and a sense of distance.

Han Jin was dressed in a white robe and was tall and tall.

She came to the bedside, glanced at Nan Jing with lowered eyes, and held a needle with a cold light in her hand.

Looking at Nan Jing, he inexplicably felt flustered. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't open his mouth, nor could he make a sound.

Han Jin took out the black porcelain bottle, and Nan Jing watched her movements. In a few moments, the transparent tube was filled with half a tube of dark green viscous liquid.

The girl's face was cold, her pale fingers held the needle, and she aimed at the dark blue blood vessel on Nan Jing's neck calmly and pierced it.

At the same time, the blue starlight that Nan Jing couldn't see penetrated into his body.

A fear welled up in Nan Jing's heart. The girl's expression of neither sadness nor joy made his hair stand on end.

He couldn't move his body, but he could feel the pain in his neck. Nan Jing's eyes were flushed, and his pupils were filled with fear.

Han Jin pressed down on the needle, and she didn't speak until all the liquid had injected into his body.

"I'm actually very rarely angry."

Han Jin took out the needle and threw it away, and glanced at Nan Jing plainly, while picking up the porcelain bottle on the bed.

"I used to think that losing my life was the best punishment for a person, because he had nothing left."

"But now, I want you to live. After all, you have to go through the despair he has experienced."

Han Jin put the black porcelain bottle into his sleeve, stopped looking at the south view, turned and left the room.

Nan Jing looked at the spider web above his head in a daze, and gradually closed his eyes.
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In the room, Nian Zhu sat leaning against the head of the bed, with black hair messily scattered beside him.

After sleeping, his complexion became more radiant, and his skin was as tender as pearls.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned his head to look at the door, his bright red lips curved slightly.

A pair of slightly red and swollen eyes added a bit of softness and fragility to the young man.

"You're back."

"Ah."

Han Jin came to the bedside, sat on the bedside after the cold air on his body dissipated, and Nianzhu got up and crawled into her arms.

Han Jin froze for a moment, and reached out to hold his waist to prevent him from falling.

"Where have you been?"

Nianzhu wrapped Han Jin's neck, leaned his head on her, and asked in a quiet voice.

Hearing the peaceful heartbeat, he felt more at ease.

Han Jin patted his head, "It's time to deal with Nan Jing."

"..." Nian Zhu was quiet, and asked in a calm voice, "How did you deal with it?"

Han Jin was silent for a moment, "That's how we deal with it."

Nian Zhu paused, rubbing Han Jin's shoulder, he closed his eyes, and stopped asking.
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What Nan Jing said had a great influence on Nian Zhu.

Although he behaved normally in front of Han Jin, at night, he would always wake up crying.

Probably dreamed about the past.

Self-blame and guilt filled Nianzhu's heart, making him almost collapse.

Hanjin couldn't help him.

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When the day before dawn is darkest, the whole world seems to be empty, and nothing can be heard.

Nianzhu opened his eyes, staring at the darkness above his head in a trance.

In the darkness, Han Jin kissed the corner of his eyes, and the hand under the quilt reached for his belt.

The rustling sound broke the silence in the darkness, before Nian Zhu recovered, the pajamas on his body were gone.

"Well……"

The sudden pain in his neck made Nian Zhu frowned, and he looked at the silhouette of the woman on his body in the dark.

"What are you doing."

Han Jin licked the mark he left on his neck, only cared about his movements, and didn't answer his words.

His hands slowly clenched his fingers, and in the chaos, a hoarse and depressing voice seemed to ring in his ears.

"Don't cry."

　Every time you don't know how to end, then drive a car!Oh yeah!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)