Quick travel: Bai Yueguang is targeted by the crazy male protagonist again

When he arrived at the underground garage, Mo Sichen stopped the car safely. Everything around him was quiet enough for him to hear Ye Nanzhi's sobs in his sleep.

Ye Nanzhi, who was in the passenger seat, closed her eyes tightly with a painful expression. There were a few tears hanging on her long eyelashes, but they refused to fall.

Mo Sichen's heart seemed to be half empty, wondering what he should do to his Zhi Zhi.

Ye Nanzhi noticed someone following her in the supermarket, so he gave up tracking temporarily, but his Zhizhi disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He calculated the time to go back and knocked on the door opposite, but there was no sound. Even the bodyguards in the dark were activated but still no one was found until Ye Nanzhi sent him the location.

When he arrived, he saw a tall and burly man clinging to his branches with dirty eyes. At that moment, he even had murderous intentions.

Mo Sichen reached out and carefully wiped away the tears on Ye Nanzhi's eyelashes. The eyelashes in his palms fluttered twice like butterflies.

Mo Sichen put down his hand, and his warm breath swept across his palm.

"Why didn't you wake me up when we arrived?"

"I want you to rest for a while."

She was the only one reflected in his deep and bright eyes, which were like a whirlpool, making her sink deeper and deeper.

"Then... let's go back!"

Ye Nanzhi clung to him every step he took, like a stray cat afraid of being abandoned by its owner, but in fact he was the stray cat, and Ye Nanzhi was his only owner.

Arrived at the door.

"You...can you accompany me tonight? I'm a little scared." Ye Nanzhi looked at a loss. She just wanted to hold on to the only beam of light that shone on her, but she didn't know that it was the entrance to the cage. .

"it is good."

Mo Sichen's voice was hoarse, although he understood that what Ye Nanzhi needed was just someone's company.

"Zhizhi, come here."

Mo Sichen opened his hands and waited patiently for his timid prey to step into the trap. He knew that only at this time would his branches trust him without any defense.

Ye Nanzhi only hesitated for a few seconds, or maybe a second, and the next moment she threw herself into Mo Sichen's arms.

"Okay, sleep peacefully, I'll stay with you."

After tucking Ye Nanzhi's hand into the quilt, Mo Sichen leaned over and kissed her forehead tentatively. Seeing that she didn't resist, he kissed her eyes downwards.

"Good night, Zhi Zhi."

Mo Sichen slowly raised his head, waiting for his prey to be caught. But in an instant, Ye Nanzhi hugged his neck, and the distance between the two suddenly narrowed.

Ye Nanzhi kissed his lips without any rules and tried to pry his mouth open. Mo Sichen held up her back and took the initiative to deepen the kiss.

His prey has been successfully caught, and from now on he needs to slowly close the net.

When Mo Sichen woke up the next day, Ye Nanzhi was looking at her red and swollen lips in the mirror. Seeing him waking up, she turned her head away in embarrassment.

"You...you can go back. Thank you for what happened last night."

"Okay." Mo Sichen deliberately opened the distance between the two of them, and did not forget to remind him: "Remember to find me if you need anything."

Ye Nanzhi pursed her lips and said nothing, reflecting on whether she was too impulsive last night. She is someone who will leave in two years. Could it be that she wants to be an irresponsible scumbag?

Mo Sichen thought that the relationship between the two would improve by leaps and bounds after that night, but he found that Ye Nanzhi had been deliberately alienating him in the past two days.

They no longer say hello when they meet, and they deliberately slow down when going downstairs at the same time.

……

In the monitor, Ye Nanzhi opened the door and was about to go downstairs with cat food in his hand.

"Meow~meow~"

It came from the opposite side, and the British short-haired kitten arched out of the room.

Ye Nanzhi knelt down and petted it lovingly a few times. "Are you hungry?" He took the cat strips and fed it.

She takes care of the cat but ignores the cat owner.

Assistant Zhang stood aside in fear, watching Mo Sichen staring at the screen, his face getting darker and darker.

"Tell me, what can I use to attract the prey's attention?"

Mo Sichen seemed to be asking for his opinion, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

Of course, it is to pretend to be pitiful, and it is best to be so miserable that the prey thinks that he is the hunter.

As night fell, Ye Nanzhi held the cat and stood guard by the door. In the past, Mo Sichen was almost home at this time.

At ten o'clock in the evening, a Maybach parked on the side of the road in the old neighborhood. Passers-by couldn't help but stop and look at the sudden appearance of the luxury car.

The Maybach had been here for half an hour, because the driver, the man in the back seat, couldn't help but breathe softly.

"Ask a few gangsters from society to drive Curry's car away tomorrow."

The person in the back seat threw the key to him after speaking, and the driver responded quickly.

He raised his head and met the man's eyes in the rearview mirror. Those eyes were deep and dark, like a silent cold pool, terrifyingly cold.

"Does the boss have any other instructions?" he asked tremblingly, his voice trembling unconsciously.

The man raised his eyebrows with a very nonchalant look on his face, "Give me the knife you have on you."

……

Maybach's figure gradually shrank until it disappeared.

Under the dim street light, Mo Sichen casually slashed his expensive suit and threw it into the trash can. He rolled up his sleeves and slashed his arm several times without hesitation.

Pain instantly enveloped his whole body. Seeing the blood slowly starting to seep out, Mo Sichen pulled down the sleeves of his white shirt. The light in the corridor was bright, which should be enough for people to see clearly.

Thin footsteps sounded in the corridor. Mo Sichen came back half an hour later than usual today.

"Well, your cat..."

Before Ye Nanzhi finished speaking, he stood up from the floor. Seeing the blood seeping from Mo Sichen's arm, his voice stuttered, "You...why are your hands bleeding?"

She opened the door and put the cat into the house. When she got closer, Mo Sichen leaned on her shoulder as if he was helpless and held her in his arms.

The blood from the wound continued to flow out, and soon the white shirt sleeves on both sides were dyed red.

Ye Nanzhi helped him into the house, and the tip of his nose brushed against her hair from time to time. It still smelled of jasmine. After taking a deep breath, the air became full of the smell of twigs.

Ye Nanzhi rolled up his sleeves and looked at the wounds on his hands and forehead, his eyes were red, and he muttered, "Don't you know if you hit someone instead of hitting him in the face? Who is so immoral."

Mo Sichen breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't hit the wall too hard, so he only had some skin damage on his forehead.

Ye Nanzhi opened the medicine box and used a bandage to disinfect and tie Mo Sichen's wound. Tears kept falling like strings of pearls.

"do not Cry."

Mo Sichen raised his hand to wipe away her tears, but unexpectedly, he was pressed down by the red-eyed little rabbit.

"If you move, you will die."

Oh, he was actually killed by the little rabbit.

Mo Sichen was lying on the sofa peacefully. At this moment, Ye Nanzhi's eyes were all about him, and he would not think of alienating him anymore, because he would become the most pitiful beggar, and what he wanted from beginning to end There is only one heart in the end.