After being dressed as a villain, the hero fell in love with him

The door was closed, and the dim candlelight in the room flickered, and the two people under the reflected light were also uncertain.

"Alan, why are you standing still?"

Jian Ning smiled, walked around behind Mo Lan, stretched out her arm and gently pushed him, "Go, it's getting late, go to sleep."

Mo Lan pursed her lips, was pushed forward a few steps, and said in a deep voice, "... Ruomian."

"Ok?"

Jian Ning closed her mouth, hummed nasally, pushed Mo Lan all the way to the bed, and walked back to Mo Lan.

Mo Lan looked at him sideways, the expression in his eyes changed several times, and finally asked: "Ruo Mian, do you hate me?"

Jian Ning raised her head, blinked her eyes, clear and pure, "No, I don't hate you, Alan is fine."

nice to him

Always good.

Mo Lan stared at him for a long time, and finally smiled, "Your answer is beyond my expectation."

Jian Ning was dizzy and not quite sober. Seeing Mo Lan laughing, he also laughed, and then laughed for a while, then stopped suddenly, "Stop laughing, sleep, sleepy."

Mo Lan raised her eyebrows, "You want me to sleep with you?"

"Ang." Jian Ning nodded her head, and then put on the most innocent face, doing the most innocent thing, lowered her gaze, looked at the belt around Mo Lan's waist... stretched out her hand majestically.

Mo Lan allowed him to move with a half-smile, "You let me sleep with you, so don't turn your back on him tomorrow morning."

"What do you mean?" Jian Ning didn't understand much, and her fingertips got into the gap between the belt and Mo Lan's waist, and she pulled it out without a clue, but she didn't pull it for a long time, "What the hell is this? Why? Can't get rid of it."

"I'll help you."

Mo Lan chuckled, put the back of Jian Ning's hand, and led him to press on the front round buckle, once pressed, it opened with a click.

Joy soon appeared on Jian Ning's face, and he looked at the round button with great interest.

The belt was untied, and Mo Lan's front plackets were immediately undone, hanging naturally on both sides, waiting for Jian Ning to come over and continue to "tear" his clothes, when he saw someone staring straight at the round buttons.

Reaching out his hand... pulled his belt away.

"This belt is so strange."

Someone Jian muttered to herself, turned around, and ran to the lamp with her belt in her hand to take a closer look, leaving Momei standing alone in the darkness with her clothes uncovered.

Mo Lan: "..."

"Ruo Mian, don't you want to sleep?"

The corner of Mo Lan's mouth twitched, and she took a few steps towards Jian Ning, trying to get Jian's attention again.

Jian Ning looked back at him, suddenly realized, and laughed, "Go to sleep, this is your room, I'll go to the next door!"

Jian Ning pointed to the side.

Mo Lan: "..."

The speed of turning face and denying people is too fast.

Mo Lan lowered her eyes, moved closer to Jian Ning, leaned her body, "Isn't Ruomian cold?"

I don't know if it's because the spirit wine is too strong, or if Jian Ning's capacity for alcohol is too low. After drinking a glass of wine, he will not only get drunk, but also have a bad memory. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally remembered what he had said. My white and tender claws are cold.

"It's quite cold, then I'll sleep with you."

How deceitful.

Mo Lan raised the corner of her mouth, took out something from her hand in an instant, and agreed shamelessly: "Okay, I'll let you sleep with me."

"but……"

Mo Lan raised her eyebrows, as if hesitating, and deliberately prolonged her tone, successfully attracting the attention of the little fool Jane.

The little fool Jian opened his eyes wide, and instantly let go of the belt in his hand, and grabbed Mo Lan's arm with one hand, "But what? Can't it?"

"Yes, yes."

Mo Lan smiled lightly, took advantage of the situation and pulled the person in front of her, wrapped one hand behind Jian Ning, waved her hand, and threw the belt aside, "But..."

"Ruo Mian, be good." Mo Lan withdrew her hand, squeezed the thing she had just taken out, and coaxed in a low voice, "Again, if you want to sleep with me, I promise you to sleep with me here, how about it?"

The little fool Jane reacted, her bright peach eyes were a little hazy, obediently, "I want... to sleep with you."

A flash of inspiration flashed in Mo Lan's hand, and a smile filled his eyes. He weighed the things in his hand, and then, a voice that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar sounded softly.

"I want to sleep with you."

"I want to sleep with you."

"I think……"

Mo Lan completely raised the corners of her lips, and carelessly rubbed Jian Ning's hair, "Ruo Mian is so good."

Jian Ning: "???"

"Did I just speak?"

Why, he seemed to hear his own voice?

Mo Lan put away the sound-seeking stone after recording the sound, smiled, "Ruo Mian didn't say anything, I'm just worried that Ruomian won't admit it in the future, just in case."

Jian Ning: "??"

The little fool Jian couldn't understand such a strange sentence, so he said casually, fearlessly.

"Then go to bed."

Jian Ning took off her coat, shoes and socks two or three times, turned around and went to bed, turned inside out, patted the place next to her, "Alan, sleep."

Seeing that Jian Ning was unprepared, Mo Lan invited him to bed straightforwardly. She wanted to laugh for a while, but when she thought about it carefully, she felt a little complicated.

It's because Ruomian doesn't have any other thoughts in his heart, so he is so frank, like him...Looking at this bed, it is obvious that he is not so frank...

Mo Lan shook her head, smiled, lay down on Jian Ning's vacant seat, and pulled the new quilt over to cover her.

Jian Ning's body was indeed quite cold, and when his arm accidentally touched it, the temperature transmitted almost made Mo Lan think that there was an ice lump lying beside him.

Mo Lan turned sideways, stretched out her hand to embrace Jian Ning, put one hand on his back waist, and pulled her into her arms.

Jian Ning didn't resist, smelled the familiar cold fragrance, and even habitually rubbed it in, curled up and muttered coldly.

Mo Lan hugged Jian Ning even tighter, Jian Ning closed her eyes, and said to herself, "It's such a cold day, why isn't the heater turned on..."

Mo Lan paused, opened his eyes, and looked at the head of the person in his arms, "Heating, what is it?"

"Heating is heating."

Jian Ning answered casually, completely unaware of what she said.

Mo Lan thought for a while, then channeled the spiritual power of the fire element, and quickly warmed up the bed, "Is this it?"

The temperature in the quilt was much higher, and Jian Ning got deeper into the quilt, "This? The electric mattress is good."

Looking for a mattress?

What is this again?

Mo Lan frowned.

Mo Lan wanted to ask something else, but Jian Ning had already fallen into a drowsy sleep.

At dawn, Jian Ning had a dream.

Not far away, the police siren was ringing, and the sound of the piercing made people's ears hurt. Han Xingao panicked, and yelled frantically in Jian Ning's ear, "Tell them, let them get out of the way! Otherwise, I will kill you! Kill me!" Their own son!"

A cold voice came from the loudspeaker outside, reminding Han Xingao over and over again to surrender, he was surrounded, and he had no other way out.

Han Xingao yelled and laughed again, "Look, I'll tell you, they're all as heartless as I am! They don't want you anymore! They even wish I could kill you to make it even worse!"

Han Xingao is clearly insane.

Jian Ning raised her head, and clearly felt the sharp blade gently slashing across her neck, and felt a slight pain. She couldn't help clutching the cuff, her nails dug into her palm, and trembled slightly.

He is afraid.

But no, he needs to be calm, and only by being calm can he survive.

Han Xingao is crazy, he can't be crazy.

How could his parents abandon him?

Impossible, impossible!

However, the screen changed.

Soon, the scene changed again.

In front of him was an open door, and cold white light poured down from the crack.

Jian Ning stood outside the door, holding two bowls of steaming hot soup in his hand, knocking on the door without time, walked a few steps closer, and was about to call his parents, when suddenly he heard two familiar voices coming through the crack of the door.

The woman asked, "How the hell did he come back?"

"I don't know either, but Jian Ning is smart. I thought Han Xingao would kill someone to vent his anger when he heard the alarm." The man laughed twice. "As expected of my son, I was still thinking, if he dies, should we have another one or adopt one? It seems to be quite troublesome.

What if... he died?

Jian Ning slowly opened his eyes wide, almost unable to believe his ears.

What does it mean?

"Adopt it," the woman continued, "I'm too lazy to have children, it's a waste of time. If it weren't for the convenience of having a child heir, I wouldn't be too lazy to raise a child."

"really."

The man agreed, "Also, I don't know if Jian Ning has leaked the company's affairs."

"Although he doesn't have much contact with him, he knows a little bit."

"Tsk, it's really troublesome, it's better to die."

……

The two people in the room discussed the child's life and death lightly, as if they were talking about today's weather in a calm tone.

"Is he dead?"

"No."

"It doesn't matter if you die or not."

"As long as it doesn't get in the way."

Jian Ning stood outside the house, the light from the crack of the door in front of him was subtle, and sprinkled on his feet.

The cold white color almost made him feel a little dazed.

What do these words mean?

What is he, I don't understand.

He can't understand.

Can't understand a word!

The heart is contracting violently, as if it is about to squeeze the chest, the temperature between Jian Ning's breaths is cold.

impossible.

This is his parents!

His dearest relatives!

The person he trusts the most!

How can you say these... words...

how come?

"Ruomian? Ruomian?"

Jian Ning was shaking, Mo Lan opened his eyes, and patted Jian Ning on the back.

Jian Ning trembled all over, curled up even more, and almost hid her whole body under the quilt.

Mo Lan frowned, and called him, "Ruomian, wake up, wake up, Ruomian."

Jian Ning reacted weakly.

The sky outside the window has turned pale, and the world is gradually brightening.Mo Lan looked at Jian Ning, reached out to fish Jian Ning up, hugged her in her arms, and whispered: "Ruo Mian, wake up."

Jian Ning still didn't respond, but subconsciously rubbed against Mo Lan's arms, clutching a corner of her clothes, holding it tightly, refusing to let go.

People can't wake up.

Mo Lan had no choice but to let him hug him and pat him on the back.

After a while, it finally dawned.

"hiss……"

With her eyes closed, Jian Ning felt a pain in her head, stretched out her hands to massage her temples, rubbed her eyes and sat up.

what happened?The headache is so painful, and someone beat you with a sap in the middle of the night? !

Jian Ning moved around and was about to get out of bed, when she turned around... kicked something hard.

"!!!"

"Morning."

Mo Lan lay on her side, raised her eyebrows, let someone put her foot on her lap, and greeted her casually.

Jian Ning: "???!!!"

"Mo Lan?!"

Jian Ning was startled, her eyes widened suddenly, and she jumped back suddenly.

"Why are you here?!"

The author has something to say: Typing in the middle of the night is really not good, I just checked out a lot of typos Orz

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感谢在2020-05-0203:57:20~2020-05-0304:43:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Mingyue was at 1 at that time;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Sui Yuer'an; 2 bottles of Lingling, who made a sound of reminders; (.w.)yan, Qimu, and Mingyue was in 1 bottle at that time;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!