Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

Pushing the dining car into the door, something slammed over with a whoosh.

Ling Huang instinctively moved to the side, feeling that his conditioned reflex was still very accurate.

"It's me." Ling Huang let out a soft voice helplessly, with a smile, "I'm covered in injuries all over my body now, if you attack me with something again, you'll kill me."

"The light is on the wall on your left." Xia Jie said in the headset, "Be careful."

"I'm going to turn on the light now." Ling Huang knew that Xia Jie could know the situation in the room from the monitor, so he didn't reply to Xia Jie directly, but put his hand on the wall to find the light switch.

The moment the light came on, the person wrapped in the quilt on the bed shrank back.

Seeing the big ball nestled in the quilt on the big bed, Ling Huang felt a pang in his heart again.

Pushing the dining trolley to the table, the food was put on the table, Ling Huang walked over and sat on the edge of the bed to pull the quilt, "Fourth young master, it's time to eat."

The person in the quilt didn't respond and was motionless.

"Fourth young master, I..." Ling Huang lifted a corner of the quilt, and reached in to pull Li Mo's clothes, "I asked the kitchen to make more octopus sausages, put them in the borscht, you will definitely I like it very much... um..."

Unexpectedly, the hand that had just been stretched under the quilt was pinched by Li Mo and pulled hard.

Ling Huang was dragged to the bed with his back to the sky, Li Mo held Ling Huang's wrist with one hand, and pinched Ling Huang's neck with the other.

The first reaction is fear. After all, Alpha's physical fitness and strength are all here, and Ling Huang is no match for head-to-head.

But seeing the grievance hidden in Li Mo's eyes clearly, Ling Huang was stunned.

In a flash, those grievances were replaced by coldness and gloom.

"What's the matter?" Ling Huang kept his voice as steady as possible, and asked softly with a soft smile, "Whispering with the big dog alone?"

Li Mo stared at him more sharply, as if he was angry.

"The big dog will tell me what you said to it." Ling Huang touched the tip of Li Mo's nose with a bandaged hand, "I will know what you are thinking, I can understand, I will understand."

Seeing that Li Mo's eyes widened a little, her tightly pursed lips pursed a little, her eyelashes drooped, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

"It's fine." Ling Huang continued to stroke Li Mo's nose with his finger, "I won't..."

Suddenly, Li Mo clenched his fist and slammed it on the pillow next to Ling Huang's head.

Ling Huang only had time to close his eyes, and he was powerless to fight against Alpha's explosive power.

"Ling Huang, young master..." Xia Jie's voice.

With a click, the door was quickly opened and approached quickly, and the next moment Li Mo was pulled away from Ling Huang.

The moment he opened his eyes, Ling Huang saw Li Mo possessing himself in a circle and hitting Li Xing's abdomen.

Li Xing gritted his teeth and took the blow.

"Fourth Young Master!" Ling Huang jumped up and rushed over to hug Li Mo's arm to stop him from attacking.

"Young Master!" Xia Jie also ran in at the door, and was caught between Li Xing and Li Mo.

"Is that enough for you?" Li Xing stared at Li Mo coldly through Xia Jie, "One by one, send all the people who are willing to stay with you into the hospital? Are you going to continue to live like this for the rest of your life?"

The sound of Li Mo's rapid panting was right next to Ling Huang's ears, and Ling Huang could feel the tight and hard muscles of Li Mo's arm that he hugged through his clothes.

"Father and my dad are both here today, and Xiaoyao just got sick again, don't cause trouble anymore." Li Xing's voice was mixed with a feeble negotiating tone, "Xiao Mo, I know you can understand me, don't talk to me. Stubborn, be honest, don’t hurt anyone.”

Li Mo earned again.

"Otherwise, I'll take away Aunt Liu Mo's diary." Li Xing turned his face away and stopped looking at Li Mo.

Feeling Li Mo's body visibly shaken, Ling Huang looked up at Li Mo, and saw him begging in horror.

"Go eat." Li Xing turned his face to the wall and pointed to the table.

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Mo turned and walked towards the table. After sitting down, he didn't use the tableware, but grabbed all kinds of food with his hands and stuffed them into his mouth desperately.