The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 454: What do those women compare to her?

"Aren't you going to eat?" Yan Luo said suddenly.

"Ah?" Mo Jiu said "Ah": "I'm eating. I'm just...calculating how many days these dishes will last us."

This is an issue that must be considered. No one knows when this crisis will end. Some even pessimistically wonder whether it will end at all.

What they should do is to try their best to survive one more day...

Waiting until all the food is finished and going out to look for supplies must be the next best thing. It is the last thing you do when you are desperate.

It is difficult for Yama to fully realize the seriousness of this matter, because she does not have the concept of hunger. She eats not to survive, but simply because it tastes good.

But she had seen Mo Jiu frown so many times recently that she could already judge his mood by the degree of his frown.

She understood that it would be very difficult if all the dishes were eaten.

Her movement of picking up vegetables stopped immediately.

"... Reduce it to two meals a day, and cook two dishes for each meal. Well... I can last for about a month." Mo Jiu finished the calculation, glanced at the food on the table, and was stunned for a moment, "You are full.

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"Well, I'm full."

"Really?" Mo Jiu frowned, a little confused. He remembered that Yan Luo's appetite was not like this.

But the rice in her bowl was indeed finished, and it was impossible for him to force others on this matter.

"Can we play games now?"

Seeing Yan Luo's impatient look, the confusion in Mo Jiu's heart dissipated: "What's the hurry? I'll pick up the bowl first."

"I'm here to help."

As if to play the game as quickly as possible, Yama's actions could be said to be lightning fast, and he quickly put all the dishes into the kitchen.

This kind of breath of life... is what Mo Jiu has longed for. It is brought by a person who has just met and has not been in contact with him for a long time. It is inexplicably weird.

Mo Jiu couldn't tell what it felt like, but asked him if he liked it? He would answer without hesitation that this is the life he wanted.

"Can we continue?"

Looking at Yan Luo's expectant eyes, his dim pupils seemed to have color, Mo Jiu smiled and waved his hand: "Continue!"

…

After a few days, Mo Jiu opened the web page as usual to see what the hot searches were today, whether the situation was under control, and whether the current situation had improved.

But when I opened it this time, what awaited Mo Jiu was the words "no response".

He refreshed it several times in a row, but the web page still didn't change at all.

"Is the Internet disconnected?" Mo Jiu's heart almost skipped a beat. He was not afraid of life without the Internet in the future. But if the Internet was disconnected, it meant that the seriousness of the matter may have further expanded beyond what can be controlled.

degree.

Moreover, without the Internet, it means that it is almost impossible to actively receive information. Either you are completely disconnected from the outside world, or you can only passively wait for the release of information, in the form of broadcasts, community speakers, etc.

Mo Jiu quickly picked up her phone and tried to open some video software and found that it was fine.

So, it’s just a problem with this hot search platform?

Mo Jiu breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that the situation was not as serious as the worst.

But the page crashed, which is also a bad message.

"What's wrong?"

After finishing washing, Yan Luo walked into the bedroom. Her clothes were becoming more and more casual. Most of her slender, round legs were exposed, and her arms were exposed because of her short sleeves. They were so white that they were dazzling. She was completely unaware of her appearance.

The perfect body exudes so much charm.

Fortunately, Mo Jiu had gotten used to it, and her eyes only fell on her legs for a moment, and then she moved away silently: "A website has disappeared."

"Oh." Yan Luo didn't care. She walked behind Mo Jiu and stood on the armchair. She put her hands on the top of the back of the chair and put her chin on the back of her hands.

This action had a strong meaning, and Mo Jiu's body immediately tensed up and moved forward slightly, feeling a little uneasy.

Little did she know, these subtle movements were noticed by Yama, causing her eyes to narrow slightly, and her eyes became a little dangerous.

She didn't understand that the men in this world were no different from the women in her world, so how could Mo Jiu react like this when he faced her?

The most important thing is that Mo Jiu doesn't treat other women like this. She saw with her own eyes that he used his mobile phone to look at women who were wearing even less clothes than she was wearing now. Not to mention how eager he was, but his eyes were definitely there.

But why did her personality change as soon as she arrived, like a man from the world she lived in?

Yan Luo is not eager to get Mo Jiu. She has some ideas, but not many, as if she lacks corresponding emotions.

She just couldn't accept that Mo Jiu had a different attitude towards her than towards other women.

This is contempt and innuendo towards her. If another person did this, I'm afraid Yama would have to teach him some unforgettable lessons.

But Yan Luo couldn't do anything to Mo Jiu. The only thing he could do was to make him stare at him intently.

Is she worse than any other woman? Her figure is not as good as hers, her appearance is not as good as hers, and her hands are powerless. Even if she loses her memory, she also loses her strength. She can crush a group of people with one hand.

Can these weak women be compared to her?

The more Yan Luo thought about it, the colder his eyes became. He looked down at Mo Jiu's tense back and said calmly: "What are you hiding from?"

Mo Jiu shuddered subconsciously, then turned around and said with a low smile: "What are you hiding from?"

The same words have completely different meanings.

"Hide from me." Yan Luo and Mo Jiu looked at each other, their gloomy eyes looking particularly oppressive.

Mo Jiu was surprised and asked: "Where have I been hiding from you? Aren't you close enough to me now?"

Yan Luo slowly raised her head, her momentum suddenly increased several times, and said directly: "You just shrank forward a little."

Mo Jiu: "..."

Mo Jiu's doubts were not pretended. He really didn't know where he was hiding from Yama. It wasn't until she said it at this moment that he understood what she was referring to.

How to answer this?

No, Miss, isn’t there a rule in your tutoring that you should not get too close to men?

He had already restrained himself, but in the end, it was her who questioned him.

Mo Jiu was speechless, and even the uneasiness in his heart was temporarily put aside.

"Okay, then I'll sit down."

After the words fell, he no longer bowed slightly, his entire back leaned on the back of the chair, and the back of his head touched Yama's smooth arm placed on the top of the chair back.

His scalp was only slightly numb, and then he stopped moving.

He wanted to see what this young lady was going to do.

Mo Jiu no longer ran away from him, and Yama was satisfied. He rested his chin on the back of his hand again, with Mo Jiu's black hair under his eyes.

She raised the corners of her lips slightly and said softly: "That's pretty much it."