She took the script of the villain in Fast Transmigration

After everyone finished eating, they took a short rest.

Pack up some food and some necessary tools collected over the past few days.

With a car and more space, you can naturally take whatever you can with you.

Some people even entered the kitchen and took out all the pots.

The boy was carrying the pot, and when he saw Mo Qin, he remembered that it belonged to someone else.

"Well, since you want to go with us, it would be a waste to keep these things here. We can't take them too much."

Mo Qin raised his head and looked at the wok in the boy's hand, as well as the bowl and chopsticks inside, with a mocking tone.

"You've already moved out and you didn't even think of asking me. Is it too late?"

"you……"

The boy's face suddenly turned red and he was embarrassed.

Seeing this, Zheng Xiaorui came over and pushed the boy's shoulder, "You move out first."

Then, he turned to Mo Qin and said:

"I suggested that they take these things away. Since you want to go with us, we are also companions..."

So what's yours belongs to everyone.

"Don't always talk like a gun and stick a stick, otherwise people will mistakenly think that you are a difficult person to get along with."

Others: Is this a misconception? Isn’t it true?

Xu Xiaoying came down with a big package in her arms and said in a shrill voice, "It's not easy to get along with me in the first place! I really thought it was before the end of the world, when all those men were supporting you!"

I thought to myself, just do it, you will cry when the time comes.

Seeing Mo Qin looking over, she hurriedly ran out holding her things.

The kick I received yesterday is still hurting today. I also had a scratch on my forehead. I wonder if it will leave a scar.

Damn it, let’s see if she doesn’t find a chance to take revenge and go back!

Mo Qin smiled slightly again, "You come here to scold me, and you gossip?"

Take other people's things with confidence, and don't even want to cover up with a fig leaf.

His face is really as big as a basin.

By the time they finished moving their things, it was starting to get dark.

At the gate of the villa, there were rows of cars parked. The expensive cars were filled with miscellaneous and worthless things.

Jiang Lin didn't know when he disappeared.

Mo Qin rubbed his eyes, stretched, and went upstairs.

After comparing the map, she roughly knew the location of the southern base where the original owner's father was located.

It used to take quite a while.

Everything else is fine, except... what should she do with the things she put in the freezer?

Even if a big truck comes, it can't be taken away.

Sad people.

After the little skirt, has even the delicious food left her?

Mo Qin walked from the second floor to the third floor with heavy steps.

As soon as I reached the corner of the stairs, I noticed a strong gust of wind blowing in the air.

Someone.

Mo Qin subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

The man seemed to have predicted Mo Qin's movements. He grabbed Mo Qin's wrist and pressed him behind him.

The person is imprisoned between him and the wall.

The distance between the two people narrowed, and the man came over with an aggressive aura.

Mo Qin raised her head and looked at the man who was a head taller than her. She could vaguely see a hint of pride in his bright black eyes.

What's there to be proud of?

If she hadn't recognized who it was, she would have almost touched the knife.

Her voice was slightly cold, and she called out a name in a clear voice, "Jiang Lin."

She moved her wrist and found that she couldn't break free.

"What are you doing? I said no one is allowed to go up to the third floor."

Jiang Lin curled his lips, looking a bit wanton, a bit ruffian, and not too serious.

"I haven't gone up yet, and aren't I asking for your permission now?"

Mo Qin: "..."

Do you ever ask for other people’s consent?

Maintain this coercive posture and say the word "solicit"...

Jiang Lin suddenly lowered his head and leaned closer to Mo Qin's shoulder and neck, smelled it, and said firmly: "You have taken a shower."

Mo Qin: "?"

Whether he takes a shower or not, what does it have to do with him crossing the line?

Seeing that Mo Qin didn't understand what he meant, Jiang Lin's hand on her wrist loosened, and he stepped back a little, his voice low and unnatural.

"I want to take a bath, that's all."

what happened to him?

Get started right away...

Actually...like a gangster, I leaned over to smell it.

It has a light floral scent, which is quite nice.

It’s so embarrassing to step on a horse...

Mo Qin broke away her hand this time. She moved her wrist, and there was still residual warmth in the place where she was held just now.

Since it's him, it's not impossible to go to the third floor.

"Come with me."

Mo Qin led the people upstairs.

There were several boxes of snacks piled in the corner of the room, as well as a box of dismantled small hotpots, and several unopened packages of spicy strips on the table.

Okay, now I know what she eats hiding in the house every day.

Mo Qin pointed in the direction of the bathroom, "That's the bathroom."

There was a layer of light red on her slender white wrist, which he had just held.

He obviously didn't dare to hold it hard, but it turned red.

Jiang Lin touched his back molars with the tip of his tongue, and something flashed across his eyes.

I thought to myself: It’s so tender.

When Jiang Lin realized what he was thinking, he cursed himself as a gangster in his heart, then turned around and quickly entered the bathroom.

Mo Qin returned to her room and lay on the soft bed. Thinking of her long journey tomorrow, she let out a long sigh.

About twenty minutes later, the gurgling sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Only then did Jiang Lin remember that he had just come up empty-handed.

But let him put his dirty clothes back on…

I feel like this bath was in vain.

He had no choice but to knock on the door, trying to attract Mo Qin's attention and ask her to help find some clothes.

Mo Qin went to the original owner's father's room to search.

Three minutes later, Jiang Lin looked at a large new bathrobe and a pair of unopened pants in his hand.

There was a rare silence.

Suddenly I don’t want to wear it, what should I do?

How could she have small men's trousers at home, or...large sizes? Paired with this bathrobe, he had already imagined a muscular man.

After lingering for a few more minutes, he walked out of the bathroom.

I wore everything I didn't really want to wear, but it was very informal.

The belt around his waist was tied loosely with a slip knot, and he wore a large bathrobe with the collar skewed, revealing his beautiful collarbone.

Now he was not wearing a hat, and his delicate and beautiful face was revealed.

His skin color is fair, not tanned like other people's.

Just judging from the exposed part, his figure must be very good.

But Mo Qin, who was sitting on the sofa, didn't even raise his head.

Jiang Lin lowered his head and looked at his current appearance. With Mo Qin's attitude, he felt an unknown anger without warning.

Are you dissatisfied with his figure?

Or have you seen it so much that you are used to it?

No matter which one it was, it made him feel very unhappy.

However, at this moment, he still didn't understand where this feeling came from.

He walked over in a few steps and sat down next to Mo Qin. He kept his hands on the back of the sofa and leaned forward slightly, leaning closer.

Bad tone:

"You take your little boyfriend's things and give them to a strange man to wear. If he finds out, won't he be angry?"