Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

After changing clothes and coming to the living room, Han Ningchu clung tightly to Zhu Mo's side.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Do you want to stay one night before leaving?" Zhu Mo asked.

Han Xinghe politely refused: "No, brother-in-law. We've already booked a hotel, and we're going back after two days."

"Yes, anyway, I can't stay any longer."

"The current eldest sister is really unaccustomed, and goose bumps will appear if you stay for a second longer." Han Xingyun beeped softly.

"Okay, if you need help with anything, you can contact me at any time." Zhu Mo said politely.

Suddenly remembered that because the senior sister came in suddenly, I forgot to listen to her voice.

He took out his mobile phone and asked suspiciously, "By the way, senior."

"You seem to have sent me a voice message, and I haven't had time to listen to it yet."

Hearing this, Han Ningchu, who was sitting by the side, thumped in his heart.

His eyes were wide open, and he waved his hands nervously: "It's nothing, I... I just want to let you know that I'm back."

"is it?"

Seeing Han Ningchu's sudden agitation, Zhu Mo's eyes were suspicious: "This voice lasted more than ten seconds. It's not that long after I said it."

"I'm a little curious, let me listen to it."

As he said that, Zhu Mo was about to click on that voice and listen to what Han Ningchu said.

Han Ningchu, who was so nervous that he was sweating, bit his sexy red lips, and was anxious to grab it immediately.

Even if the phone is smashed, Zhu Mo cannot be released.

Only Zhu Mo alone is enough to embarrass him, not to mention there are two younger brothers sitting here.

Wouldn't it be tantamount to a public execution if this were to be released, letting oneself die on the spot?

Quickly stretched out his hand, and accurately shot the mobile phone in Zhu Mo's hand.

Zhu Mo was taken aback, and tilted his head to look at Han Ningchu in puzzlement.

Han Ningchu sneered twice, and prevaricated: "I accidentally touched my hand...I'll pick up your phone for you."

Unexpectedly, the fingers of that palm just now accidentally touched the voice.

When I got up and bent over to get my phone, it played loudly.

A voice came from the mobile phone: "Huh~ I bought a small windmill, ah... ah, ah, ah..."

Han Ningchu's hand stopped in mid-air, and with his head down, he couldn't see what kind of expression she was showing at this moment.

The three men seemed to have been shocked by an electric shock, and their spirits were in a half-delirious state.

Han Xinghe was stunned for a moment, then let out a short and convulsive breath: "This scene seems familiar..."

"Fuck! Clam..." Han Xingyun took a deep breath, covered his mouth with both hands, and frightened his eyes flickeringly.

Zhu Mo also finally understood why Han Ningchu had such a big reaction when he wanted to listen to the voice.

After being stunned for a while, Zhu Mo realized that what he should do now is to quickly "shut up" the phone.

But the following sentence shocked Zhu Mo's hand to stop in mid-air, numb and unable to move.

"Brother Zhu Mo~ I will always love you, Jiumi. Whatever voice you like, the Lun family can learn any voice..."

"Ah..."

"Puff...Puff...Puff..." Han Xingyun's mouth seemed to be holding a fart, and he couldn't help making noises.

His whole face was flushed, and he pressed his mouth tightly with his hands, for fear that the laughter would be too loud.

The speech ends at this moment.

Han Ningchu, who had a dark face, turned around and fled in a hurry, rushing out the door.

She has only one thought now, and that is to escape from the city.

It would be even better if it was to leave this planet and go to a desolate planet.

During the run, he forgot to hit his shoulder on the door frame, and still ran fast.

"Sister..."

"Sorry, I might have to go after your sister first." Zhu Mo smiled wryly at the two of them.

"Brother-in-law, hurry up and find my sister. On this big night... the bad guys will risk their lives if they encounter my sister." Han Xinghe also responded with a wry smile.

After Han Ningchu left, Han Xingyun dared to laugh unrestrainedly: "Ah ha ha... the clip sound of the eldest sister gave me goosebumps all over my body."

"Brother-in-law, you go. We're leaving now. Oops~ This trip is worthwhile. Little windmill~"

Imitating the sound of clips in his mouth, Han Xingyun was out of breath from laughing, lying on the sofa with his hands on his stomach, moaning in pain while laughing: "Oh, my stomach hurts from laughing."

"Haha...uh...it hurts."

Han Xingyun, who was in pain but also happy, lay down on the floor and began to roll. Suddenly, his laughter stopped abruptly. There was a sharp pain in his abdomen, and beads of sweat instantly covered his forehead.

Stretching out his hand to Han Xinghe: "Xinghe, I'm in so much pain. I seem to be dying. Hurry up and call an ambulance!"

"Huh?" Han Xinghe looked confused.

Could it be that this idiot brother got sick from laughing?

"Oops, it hurts... ah ha ha... call an ambulance quickly."

Not long after, Han Xingyun was carried onto the stretcher and taken down while moaning and laughing.

After going downstairs, Zhu Mo saw Han Ningchu sitting on the bench.

The street lamp beside her was broken, and there was no light at all.

Walking slowly, looking at the autistic Han Ningchu, he said slowly, "Sister..."

Han Ningchu heard Zhu Mo's voice, and hurriedly put down the hair on his ears to cover the side of his face.

As soon as he sat beside her, Han Ningchu moved to the other side.

Zhu Mo directly pressed against Han Ningchu, making her nowhere to move.

Only Han Ningchu, who was bowing his head, let out a soft hum, and slowly fell his head on Zhu Mo's shoulder.

After a while, Han Ningchu said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Forget about today, just pretend nothing happened."

At this moment, the usually very tough senior sister looks like a little girl ashamed, and her soft appearance makes people's heart beat.

Zhu Mo stretched out his hand to hook Han Ningchu's waist, and embraced her in his arms: "Not only will I not forget, but I will remember this day for the rest of my life."

"You!" Han Ningchu beat Zhu Mo's chest with his small fist in dissatisfaction.

If this punch had hit someone else, it would probably have broken a few ribs at the lightest.

"I will always love you too, Ning Chu." Zhu Mo said softly.

Han Ningchu raised his eyes to look at Zhu Mo's deep and serious eyes, as if there was a pool of warm lake water that could drown her in it.

It turned out that Zhu Mo was misunderstood.

In the past few days, Han Ningchu, who was frequently moved by Zhu Mo, found that although this man seemed cold on the outside, he had a heart that made her feel warm.

"Okay." Han Ningchu's red lips parted slightly, and he whispered a word.

Zhu Mo gently pinched Han Ningchu's white chin, lowered his head and kissed her soft lips.