Fast Transmigration: The villain is pampered and flirtatious

"咚咚-"

"Guest officer, what's wrong with you?"

A shop waiter who was tidying up the guest room next door heard the sound coming from Meng Jiao's room. He went to the door and raised his hand to knock.

The man behind Meng Jiao didn't speak, but the gun on her back moved.

The meaning is obvious.

If she wanted to talk nonsense, he would finish her off before Meng Jiao could speak.

Meng Jiao swallowed, a drop of cold sweat dripped from her forehead, and fell into the wooden basin in front of her, making a crisp ticking sound.

Her face was flushed with embarrassment and anger, and it climbed up her ears.

Meng Jiao's upper body was completely naked. Even though she was in the dark, she couldn't help being nervous.

She opened her mouth and took a shallow breath.

When the tension in her heart relaxed a little, Meng Jiao's vermilion lips moved: "I'm fine, I accidentally bumped into the table just now."

She pressed her throat down and said in a hoarse voice.

The man watched Meng Jiao's transformation, and raised his eyebrows with great interest.

If he hadn't heard the woman's soft voice just now, he probably wouldn't be able to distinguish between male and female just by listening to her current voice.

It seems.

She travels in disguise as a man.

"It's good that the guest officer is fine." After hearing this, the waiter at the shop wanted to turn around and leave, but then he thought of something, and said again: "By the way, guest officer, our shopkeeper said that an officer came downstairs to investigate just now, and told us to see Suspicious persons should be reported promptly.

If the guest officer sees someone acting suspiciously, he must come and tell us. "

Meng Jiao: The suspicious person you are looking for is here with me, but my life is in his hands, how dare I tell you?

"Okay, I see, thank you."

After receiving Meng Jiao's reply, the waiter went down the stairs.

"Is this okay?" Meng Jiao opened her lips and asked.

She did everything he said, and he would be a bit unmanly if he didn't close the gun.

The man pursed his lips, and turned his eyes to the direction of Meng Jiao's voice, "For the sake of your understanding of current affairs, I won't kill you."

He spun with his right hand and retracted the pistol.

Meng Jiao's body softened, and she leaned back. The man's hand, which had not been withdrawn, touched her smooth back, and the slippery feeling spread across her fingertips.

"You..." The man pursed his lips, his pupils suddenly sank.

this touch...

He subconsciously stroked twice with his fingertips.

"Hmm~" Meng Jiao's shoulders trembled slightly, and a strange voice came out of her mouth.

She quickly bit her lower lip, sat up straight, and distanced herself from the man.

She hugged her face tightly, and said shamefully and angrily: "Who the hell are you? If it's a flower picker, I think you chose the wrong place."

As soon as Meng Jiao's body left, the touch of the man's fingertips disappeared immediately.

He rubbed his fingertips, feeling a little bit of reluctance in his heart.

Hearing Meng Jiaohu's pretentious tone, the man sneered, "If I'm really a flower picker, what can you do?"

"If you dare to do nasty things to me, I will definitely let you get rid of the source of evil."

Meng Jiao bit the last two words very hard.

This is invisible in the dark. If she can see him, she must be able to see him as the third kind of person with just a knife.

The man was amused by Meng Jiao's arrogant tone, "Mmm..." He just laughed out loud, and his movements touched the wound before he restrained himself.

When people can't see, their hearing is very keen.

Meng Jiao heard the man's imperceptible voice.

A gleam flashed in her almond eyes.

"I can help you, and as a reward, you can't touch me."

Meng Jiao discussed with the man.

"Okay." The man replied.

"Turn your back first."

The man raised his eyebrows, "Is there a difference?"

It's so dark here that you can't see your fingers, even if she is naked, he can't see her.

What's more, except for his white moonlight.

The other women were like pork in front of him, and he wouldn't even take a second look.

What is she worried about?

"Okay, I'll turn."

Seeing that Meng Jiao had remained silent, the man turned his back as she wished.

After a rustling sound.

"Can I hold a lamp?"

To be on the safe side, Meng Jiao asked first.

What if this person has any taboos?

For example, anyone who sees his face will surely die.

She asked clearly.

The man was silent for a while, then whispered: "Yes."

Meng Jiao groped towards the left side of the tub, and after a while, she found the fire folder that had been placed in advance.

Originally, she planned to go to bed and rest with the light of a torch after cleansing.

Now it comes in handy.

Some of this faint fire light will not make it difficult to move an inch in the night.

Meng Jiao walked to the side of the lantern, and put the torch in her hand close to the candle inside the lantern. As soon as the flame touched, there was a crackling sound.

Suddenly, the dark room lit up.

Meng Jiao looked up at the man.

He was wearing an army green military uniform. Even though he was squatting, the man's stature could be seen from his curled long legs.

He lowered his head, Meng Jiao still felt his strong aura.

There was a fierce and stern aura about the man.

The man raised his head, and Meng Jiao's eyes collided with each other in the air.

As the man raised his head, Meng Jiao saw an extraordinary handsome face.

A pair of gloomy black eyes are as black as the night.

The man's brows and eyes were cold, and his black eyes were covered with a layer of coldness.

Intuition told Meng Jiao.

This man is definitely not a good stubble.

She secretly told herself that she must stay away from this kind of person.

Otherwise, if you get angry, you will only hurt yourself.

"Have you seen enough?" The man asked lightly, curling his lips.

Meng Jiao blinked her eyes, her eyes were erratic, she cleared her throat and said, "Who said I saw you?" She acted preemptively, "I said you saw me, otherwise how would you know that I saw you? "

She raised her hand and stretched out her index finger to touch her nose.

This is Meng Jiao's favorite action when she lacks confidence.

man:"……"

He was speechless.

"Didn't you say you wanted to help me? Why, just talk?"

The man questioned.

When Meng Jiao heard this, her face turned green and red with anger.

"What do you need?" She said in a bad tone.

A petty man.

Didn't you just look at him a few times?He didn't cut his flesh.

"You can find two things for me, high-grade liquor and a dagger."

Men are not polite.

"Okay, just wait."

"Are you going out?"

As soon as Meng Jiao finished speaking, she wanted to turn around and go out, but the man said coldly.

"If you never come back, there will be a sea of ​​people, and I will be looking for a needle in a haystack."

There was distrust in his voice.

Meng Jiao raised her chin and looked up at the man, "All my belongings are here, isn't it worthy of your trust?"

The man glanced at her humble baggage.

"Compared to family and life, everything outside of the body is just floating clouds."

He can see clearly.

"Then what should I do?" Meng Jiao spread her hands, "I can't think of any good way, how about you?"

The man raised his jaw towards the window, "That window should be facing the hall downstairs, you can ask a waiter to pay some tips and let him run errands."

"I have no money."

You can withdraw anything, but you cannot withdraw money.

It's not his money, he doesn't feel bad about it, he is away alone, there are many places to spend money, so he doesn't want to waste it like this.

Moreover.

She has no relationship with him, why should she spend money for him?

"Wait……"

"Oh? This is what you said about having no money."

Seeing Meng Jiao's dodging gaze, the man walked towards her baggage.

Before Meng Jiao could stop her words, the man weighed a money bag in his hand.

that's it.

Meng Jiao reluctantly did as he said.

When tipping the shop waiter, her heart was bleeding.

Xiaoer is very happy.

after all.

In this age of war and chaos, it will take him a long time to earn a side income.

In order not to make people suspicious, Meng Jiao only ordered the waiter to buy liquor for her.

She excused that she had the habit of having a drink before going to bed, and she would sleep well after drinking a little wine.

Hearing what Meng Jiao said, the waiter in the shop didn't think there was anything wrong.

Because there are not a few people who have this habit.

After the waiter left.

The man who was hiding in the shadows came out, "You did well, and you also know that liquor and daggers cannot appear together at the same time."

There was admiration in his eyes.

Ordinary women can't think of this, which can also reflect her extraordinary.

Meng Jiao ignored him.

If she doesn't even have such a brain, how can she survive in this troubled world?

"I have the liquor, but what about the dagger?"

the man asked.

Meng Jiao walked to the bed, bent down and took out the dagger from under the pillow, "Isn't there a ready-made one?"