Shenhao: I'm really a big villain

It is said that a long illness becomes a cure.

Qin Lang has never believed in this.

But now, with the facts in front of me, I have to say, the ancients never deceived me!

No, Miss Scarlet Mandala, who has been a little sick since she was a child, has already mastered the method of curing diseases and saving lives during a long period of self-reflection.

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

Finally, it took a long time for Qin Lang to restore the number of bones of a normal person.

"It's hard work for you, but there's nothing you can do. After all, you're on the plane, and other behaviors are not very convenient, don't you feel strange?" Qin Lang patted the bloody mandala on the head with a wry smile.

Scarlet Mandala looked left and right, wanted to look for something, but couldn't find it, so he could only sigh inwardly, gulped down his saliva helplessly, and rolled his eyes angrily, "So, what do you think Does that make it unresponsive?"

Complaints belong to complaints, but in my heart, I am a little happy to be true.

At least, in Qin Lang's heart, he regards her as a woman, even if the front and rear cabins are isolated, he doesn't want her to act too much on this occasion.

In this case, Qin Lang will never argue with Bloody Mandala on this.

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

From being hospitalized to the mushroom house, it took more than half a month. During this period, he was a vegetarian every day, and finally met the bloody mandala who threw himself into the trap, so he was naturally a little more aggressive.

Feeling a little pity in his heart, he reached out to wipe his red eye circles, and changed the subject, "How is the situation in the devil city? I promise you, whether it is Chen Pingan or his master, they are all concerned now." It has been crushed to ashes, where are you?"

The bloody mandala bit the slightly red corner of his mouth,

His expression was full of resentment, "That guy offended a lot of people outside, it's not an exaggeration to say that he has enemies all over the place, there are a lot of security personnel around him, and there are quite a few 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 was thinking about was how to seize the opportunity, preparing for the assassination all the time, and it was very likely that he would follow the target around for half a month, grasp his whereabouts, and make plans.

But now?

She couldn't devote herself to this job at all, and her mind would be distracted by some pictures that suddenly flashed up from time to time.

Not concentrating and attacking rashly, this is the most taboo thing for a killer.

"Let me ask you seriously, do you really want to kill him, or are you simply not prepared for that in your heart, and it's just a quick talk?" Qin Lang pinched the bloody Mandala's cheek.

Bloody Mandala sneered, "I wish I could tear him into pieces! How could he not be prepared?

There is no kindness in giving birth without raising him, not to mention that his mother was brutally killed because of his greed and selfishness.

This kind of person is scum, if I can't find a chance, I will definitely use all means to let him taste what pain is! "

"I'll help you..." Qin Lang smiled warmly, "Don't rush to refuse, today is different from the past, your enemy is naturally my enemy."

According to Bloody Mandala's temperament, he never needs to bother others with his own affairs.

But now, isn't Qin Lang one of his own?

The 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 his legs, leaned on the sofa, and took a deep breath.

Needless to say, I have lived in this villa since I traveled through time, and after getting used to it, it feels like home.

"Drink tea."

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

As she walked over with the tea set in her hand, the bell tied around her waist swayed, and there was a clear and pleasant ringing.

Although Qin Lang is not at home during this period, but on the mobile phone, he has always kept in touch.

Especially on Chu Mengyao's side, if Su Xiaoxiao couldn't get away from the orphanage, he would let Chu Mengyao come over to take care of the housework.

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

Today, it's the cosplay of the dancers from the Western Regions.

Qin Lang stretched out his hand and pulled Chu Mengyao to sit on his lap.

The silver bell made a crisp sound, and Chu Mengyao was a little twitchy, as if she was reluctant and resisted.

Qin Lang chuckled, "Why, I haven't seen you for a while, and the tacit understanding that was cultivated with great difficulty, just disappeared like this?"

Chu Mengyao faltered with understanding and pretended 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 is here, can't you even feed me?

Chu Mengyao got up, held the teacup, and handed it to Qin Lang, without saying a word, even Qin Lang stretched out his hand to pull her to sit down, he felt 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 a roof tile?

Or is it because Rabbit Jing's cosplay is addicted to wearing, even if he changed his clothes now, he still wants to eat carrots with half push and half?

"The housework has been done, and I cleaned up the bedroom for you, can I go back?" Chu Mengyao asked in a cold voice as he stood far away from Qin Lang.

"cannot!"

Chu Mengyao frowned, "Why? When you're at home, I have to do whatever you want. When you're not at home, you remember me, so you instruct me to do a few things. I can't remember. Just put me aside!

What do you think I am?

Is it a tool that can be used at will? ? "

Her voice became louder and louder, and at the end, it sounded like she was asking questions.

Yes!

She wanted something from Qin Lang, but didn't Qin Lang's performance take her too seriously?

When I was at home, when I remembered it, I would mess around with her, and if I couldn't remember it, I just ignored 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 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 asked back with a sneer, but suddenly he was stunned.

No wonder Chu Mengyao was nervous, so it was like this?

As expected of the young lady who is full of pride in her bones, if she is simply forced, she will tell everything in her heart like a bamboo tube.

Of course, Qin Lang would not 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 angry is all caused by the sense of gap.

This is like, the former suitor sent love letters to beautiful women tirelessly every day, even if he was rejected, he would not stop, and it lasted for a long time.

But suddenly one day, the suitor gave up!

Is it the suitor who should jump?

No, no!

It's a beauty!

Because in her subconscious mind, such a habit had already been formed, and suddenly the suitor stopped sending love letters, and instead, she felt uncomfortable.

Things are different, but the underlying nature is exactly the same.

It's just that some women will hide the dissatisfaction in their hearts and don't express it, while some women will question it instead without hesitation.

Chu Mengyao is such a woman!

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

I allow you to go, you can go!

Not happy?Hold on to me!

This is the first time, if there is a next time, you will not use it in the future! "

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

Sense of gap?

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

Isn't it just for fun? ?

Who can't?