MTL - Quick Transmigration: The Villain Is Delicate and Soft-Chapter 39

Nanjing was frightened and did not rush to get up, but lay down on the ground and closed his eyes for a rest.

Xiaozizi, when she goes back, she must educate him. How can she think about harming people in a young age?

After a while, she heard the footsteps of her awkwardness.

Her eyelids moved slightly, but she didn't open her mouth, but erected her ear and listened.

Did Cheng Dongyu run back again? Will not give her a fatal blow?

But this footstep is not like a child.

She slowly opened her eyes and was on a pair of dark-eyed eyes that looked like the deep sea.

The man's figure is tall and strong, wearing a gray vest, and the firm and tight muscles are exposed. The facial features are deep and angular, the skin is a nice honey color, but the look is old and serious.

"Can you still get up?" He stared at Nanxun and calmly opened his mouth.

Nan Yan blinked and looked at him for a long while, and he gave birth to two words. "No."

[99, who is this? 】 She asked in her heart, although the man in front of him looks sullen, but who knows if he pretending?

[Up to before, Ling Zhi Er Tong's village, is said to be a comet, not much to be seen by everyone. 】

Zero 99 is such a thing, Nanzhao thinks of something. There is such a person in the village. Since childhood, both parents have died and they have been sent to the army by the Dabo family. They have hardly returned to the village.

However, the original Lord did not reassure these things at all, nor did he see this person, so she could not recognize it.

At this time, Nanxun’s clothes were dirty, and the two scorpions were stained with grass blades. The little face was also muddy and became a small cat. Only a pair of bright eyes Clean and pure, quiet as water.

When she was high, she looked at the girl who was so embarrassed, but she was calm and comfortable. She didn’t know if she was optimistic or not.

"I will help you see the wound." He whispered, and after getting the permission of Nancy, he reached out and gently pressed a few times on the **** side of her back. Her swollen ankles.

"Hey..." Nanxun took a low breath.

She looked at her as high as she could, and she took her up when she didn't think about it.

"Hold it up." He suddenly said, only one arm hugged her under her hips.

Nancy quickly reached out and clasped his neck, and then found that this position seemed to hold the child, making her feel ashamed. "Let me down, I can go."

As high as before, I didn’t hear the general, and went up hard, but under his indifference, my heart was not calm.

In his past thirty years, he has never been so close to a woman.

When he just picked her up, she didn't treat her as a woman, but nowadays, his soft body fits his body in his arms, and he grinds him at his pace, letting him also be full body. They are all hot.

At his feet, he speeded up and prevented himself from thinking.

Nanxun looked at him in a hurry and looked down.

I saw that his left hand still supported a trunk, and walking would be unbalanced, and he would pause from time to time.

She remembered that his left leg seemed to be problematic...

As high as before, it was because he was injured and returned to his hometown. As a result, Gao Jia did not allow him to enter the door. He lived on this mountain.

A little out of the distance, Nanxun still worried that he would not be physically weak, but found that he did not breathe.

She smiled slightly and asked, "Who are you? How come early in the morning?"

"Morning practice." Going back to the front of the word, did not say his name, but also did not mean to take the initiative.

Morning exercise... Nan Yan thought about his injured leg and admire him to toss himself.

When she climbed up the cliff from the path, she just wanted to ask, but found that the girl’s head was a little bit on his shoulder and had already slept.

He licked his lips, didn't stop, and didn't wake her up again.

Nanxun is awakened.

She blinked and saw the wooden beams on the roof. The memory in her mind appeared a little. She moved her ankles and found some acidity, but it was not very painful.

She sat up and stood up next to her, and the wooden house was simple but clean.

She suddenly remembered something and looked up at him in surprise. "Last night... is it you?"

It seems to be the wooden house that she ran into the rain last night, so the man who screamed at her, is it high?

"If you can walk, you will be bothered to leave." As far as the front is cold, he faintly opens.

He just remembered the last night. When his uncle was yelling at him yesterday, he took away all the food he could eat. He didn’t have any lights last night. He thought that those people had come to trouble again. So she tempered her.

However, he did not want to explain.

Nanxun came down from the bed, touched the forehead and the small wound on his face, and said thank you, and went out one by one.

The body is dirty, she really wants to go back to take a bath.

The outside sun is hot, the floral shirt on her body has dried up almost, and the mud cake sticks to the hard state. She thinks her face may be more wolf.

After walking for a long time on the mountain road, I met a lot of Wang Aunt Li Dazhao along the way. She just said hello like the original owner. For their doubts, she ignored it.

Nanxun returned to the Cheng family's yard according to the memory of the original master, and he heard the tears of Cheng Dongyu's cry.

Cheng Jia is the only two-story building in the village. Cheng Dongyu’s voice came from the deceased Cheng’s room.

Nanxun went in, Cheng Dongyu was kneeling on the bed, crying with a bamboo pillow, so that she did not hear when she came in.

"Xiaoyu?" She shouted. When the original owner was in a good mood, he called him.

Cheng Dongyu’s crying stopped suddenly, and he turned his head stiffly. After seeing the blood and muddy face of Nanxun, he was scared to the foot of the bed. “Ling... Ling... scorpion...”

He thought that he was seeing a ghost. When Nanzhao came over, he grabbed the bamboo pillow and smashed it. "Ah! Go away!"

Nanxun escaped and saw that he was out of control, and the forehead suddenly hurt.

"Don't make trouble!" Nan Yan snorted and walked over, his hands covering his shoulders, not letting him move.

The clothes on Cheng Dongyu were all bloody, and the bed was stained. She frowned and coldly warned, "Cheng Dongyu, you **** me to stay here, I will come back to talk with you later. ""

After that, Nanxun turned and went out.

Cheng Dongyu was stunned and his body was still shaking, and a pair of black screams full of fear turned to anger and hatred.

It’s Ling Zhier, she hasn’t died yet...

Why is she still not dead! !

Nanxun returned to the original master's room. The wooden cabinets were all girls' clothes. The original owner was originally beautiful, so most of them were shirts, long skirts and skirts.

However, every time the people in the village saw her dress, they would point a little bit and say that she read the book and broke her mind. All of them are capitalist hedonic thoughts.

There is a small bathroom on the side of Chengjia stove, but I still have to take a hot bath myself. Nanxun is lazy and takes a bucket of cold water. It is so simple to wash her head, and then she is bathed in cold water.

There were a lot of bruises on the body, and some places were bleeding and the face was weird.

After she got back to the room, she took a look at the mirror and had a red scratch on her forehead and cheeks.

She looked distressed. [Jiujiu, will I stay? 】

【Will not. 】 Zero 99 words let Nanxun rest assured, after all, she still has a heart of beauty.

The original owner was a goose egg face, and the facial features seemed to be small and exquisite. The figure was too dry. When wearing a shirt, it was completely flat, and at the age of seventeen, it was like a child.

However, the child who has not grown up in Nanxun’s eyes is now a small widow.

The original brother in the original family still distressed her. After Cheng Dongyuan died, she wanted to take her home, but the original owner refused because of the forced marriage.

Nanxun went to the stove, but it didn't boil water. After the fire was extinguished a few times, the water was only half hot.

She didn't care anymore, she went out to the bathroom, then came out and shouted, "Cheng Dongyu, give me over."

After a while, Cheng Dongyu’s bare feet appeared in front of her, and a pair of obsidian-eyed eyes shone with the vigilant light of the little wolf.

"Take off the clothes." Nan Yan pulled him in.

Cheng Dongyu looked alert and glanced at the water in the basin. He did not start to work.

"I wash myself."

Nancy glared at him with his arms. "Let you take off."

She took a look at the injury on his body.

The original Lord did not toss him before, plus the injury that fell on the cliff yesterday, fearing that he was subjected to a lot of crimes, otherwise he would not hate her so much.

Cheng Dongyu’s face was humiliated and sorrowful. Nanxun couldn’t help but smile and took the initiative to help him take off his **** clothes.

The boy bit his teeth, his body is tight, and he is afraid to resist.

Nanxun glanced at the wound on his body. Two months after his father died, he became so thin...

She looked at the small bench next to her, still the tone of the order, "Sit there."

The original Lord always called for him to drink. Nanxun thought of his hostility towards her and did not intend to change his attitude.

After all, she is also very vengeful.

Not long after, Nan Hao helped Cheng Dongyu scrub his body and helped him simply apply the medicine.

There are no doctors in the village, and Cheng Jia has only prepared some simple medicines. Most people are sick and go straight to the mountain to get some medicine, and the soil method is solved.

Cheng Dongyu has bowed his head from beginning to end, and his hands are dead and dead.

After helping him with the wound, Nancy’s forehead and nose tip sweated. She reached out and forgot her wound, and she took a breath.

Cheng Dongyu was shocked and stood up, knocking over the pots in front of him, and the gray water was over the ground.

Nanxun Fufu, gnashing his teeth and said, "Go back to the room."

Cheng Dongyu listened to her words, so she ran out naked.

Nanxun was hungry and screamed, and went to the stove to look at her eyes.

The original master ten fingers did not touch Yang Chunshui. During this time, Cheng Dongyu gave cooking.

She looked at the yard and saw some vegetables, but she thought of her own fire skills and flinched.

[Zero 99, will I be starved to death? 】 Nan Yan, while studying the stove, while spitting.

This is a place that is rich and not convenient to use.

[Relying on the mountain to eat the mountain, can not die, not to mention the Cheng family's money is in your hands, big deal to go shopping in the town. 】 0.9 nine secluded.

The south screamed and heard it open. [Remind the additional task: enslaving the little uncle ten times. 】

[Know it, don't bother? 】 Nanzhao is now worrying about the current problem of food and clothing, it also took such a metamorphosis task to engage her.

"Cheng Dongyu! Come and cook!" She shouted with a scorpion.

Not long after, Cheng Dongyu appeared in the stove, and he had already changed a suit.

When he came in, he began to take the firewood and fired silently.

At this time, Nanxun heard the reminder of zero-nine-nine, [hey, come on, you still need to enslave the younger brother nine times! 】

Nanxun: "..."

Cheng Dongyu washed the pot and went to Taomi, a small body, and he was very skilled in doing these things.

Nanxun touched his nose and was not as good as himself, so he tried to add some firewood to the stove.

The stove was filled with new firewood, and the fire gradually became smaller. The smoke also came out. The south glimpsed and hurriedly yelled at the back of Cheng Dongyu. "Xiaoyu Xiaoyu, the fire is going to be extinguished!"

Cheng Dongyu licked his pale lips and walked over without a word. The firewood that had been stuffed into her was taken out again.

As soon as she thought of her stupidity and the call of her relatives, the eyes in his heart were full of disgust.

After a while, the air poured into the stove and the fire was big again.

Nan Zhen thought about it and thought that next time she should be able to make a fire herself.

Cheng Dongyu glanced at her and went to the locker and took two eggs.

The lunch was done very quickly, white porridge, egg tarts, and white sweet potato leaves.

Nanxun couldn't help a little, and felt that he had become a waste.

Cheng Dongyu put down a bowl of porridge and put down the tableware, sitting at the table, like a donkey.

He was worried, why Ling Zhier did not mention the matter of last night, why not mention that he pushed her in the morning...

"There is still a bowl in the pot and eat it." Nanxun swallowed an egg tart.

The egg liquid didn't open, it was not refreshing at all, but it was good.

Cheng Dongyu listened, and quickly looked up at her and said, "I am full."

After that, the stomach rang.

His face was black and red, and he caught his abdomen. He didn't dare to eat a lot, and he was afraid to get in front of this crazy woman.

Nancy only did not hear it, and continued to repeat it faintly. "I will let you eat and eat."

Cheng Dongyu took the bowl and left the table.

After he licked the porridge, he whispered. "Scorpion... I am sorry this morning. I am too scared to run back."

He took the initiative to mention this, but Nancy still looked the same, but "oh".

Cheng Dongyu’s heart was raised again, she must be thinking about conspiracy to deal with him...

She will also harm him with the adulterer!

Compared with Cheng Dongyu's nervousness and worry, Nanxun can't be more relaxed.

When the two are about to finish eating, Ling’s older brother and second brother will come over.

"Sister, listen to Aunt Wang, are you injured?" When Ling Da Ge entered the door, he hurriedly opened.

Nan Dong felt that Cheng Dongyu was nervous and she got up. Two tall men came to the table.

"Big brother, brother, how come you?" Nanxun sounds cold.

In the original heart, I still had a lot of resentment about the forced marriage at home, so I didn’t go back to the door after marriage, and I didn’t care much about the people who came to Lingjia.

Seeing her look, Ling Ling and Ling Erge looked awkward, "Sister, what is your face? And Xiaoyu, how are you injured?"

"Nothing, I went to the mountain to pick mushrooms with Xiaoyu yesterday. I didn't expect to have a heavy rain. I fell off and waited until dawn." Nanxun explained calmly.

"Cooking mushrooms?" Ling Erge dragged his voice, obviously not believe.

His sister, even the mushrooms can not eat.

"Well, don't believe you ask Xiaoyu." Nan Hao was particularly calmly blinded by Cheng Dongyu.

Cheng Dongyu licked his black eyes and nodded his face with a blank expression. He added another sentence. "The nephew said it was true. We went to pick mushrooms."

Ling Lingge and Ling Erge looked at each other and went back to the throat. Then they left in a hurry.

Nanxun had some doubts, but did not delve into it.

Presumably she was seen by the village when she came back, and she chewed her tongue to her mother's house.

——

Nanxun was sleepy after eating, and returned to the room to rest.

When she was confused, Cheng Dongyu knocked on her door and her voice was hoarse. "The scorpion, the village chief came over."

Nanxun quickly got up and opened the door and went out.

When the village chief saw her, she rushed to her up the mountain, saying that Ling and his brother Gao Baoba got up.

Nanxun is confused, who is Gao Jiaxiao?

When she was pulled to the front of the wooden house, she realized what had happened.

It turned out that she was running home in the morning, and was spread by several aunts. It became her being shackled, and there was only one person living on the mountain, as high as before.

After her brother, the second brother, came out from Cheng Jia, she decided that her sister was being bullied, so she was angry and looking for a confrontation.

Until the high has been denied, but Ling Erge is careful, found that there is a hair rope in the yard, that is his sister.

Ling Ling is a hot-tempered person. He did not say a few words. When he saw the face that was so cold, he was angered and started to work.

The troops were trained before the high, but the left foot is not convenient, so just try to avoid it.

But in the end, it attracted people who watched the fun.

When Nanxun appeared, everyone’s eyes fell on her, there were suspicions, there were watching movies, and there was contempt...

"Big brother, do you have enough trouble?" Nan Yan frowned, his voice was a bit harsh.

Ling Lingge and Ling Erge immediately squatted down, "Sister, we..."

Nancy did not listen to them. "I and Xiaoyu did shelter from the rain last night. I also gave my foot, and this big brother kindly helped me."

Under her black skirt, her ankles were slightly black and swollen.

Cheng Dongyu behind her also came out in time, and stretched out the hand of Nanxun. "I am not good. I am running around at night, and my nephew is hurt because I saved me..."

Nancy is facing his serious face, he wants to laugh, the little guy is still shaking...

It seems that starting from noon, he is pleased with her?

Even now it is so cooperative.

"Cheng Jiaxiao's wife, then how come you go back to the home at noon? It hurts everyone to worry..." The crowd didn't know which one suddenly came out.

Nan Yan’s eyes swept over, and Wang Aunt, who had met at the foot of the mountain, had some uncomfortable eyes.

"Because the foot injury can't get off the road for a while, the man who didn't have the head of the family came over to help me, so I waited for a while, who knows that it will be passed down by the good guys, but I also have a mistake. Usually I am very embarrassed. This time I also added to the big brother. It’s a problem.”

Nanxun’s words say that the voice is soft and weak, but the look is bright and open.

The words are reminiscent of her situation. At the age of seventeen, she became a little widow. Everyone said that she was a small nemesis.

Moreover, she is the only girl who has read the key middle school. She is usually dressed in a fashionable fashion. It is also a flower in the village. In general, no matter which boy in the village is approaching, there will be some rumors, she is annoying. Finally, she also disclosed the dialect, saying that she likes cultural people and will live in the city in the future. Of course, she has been teased for a long time because of these words, saying that she is quite a phoenix pheasant.

Nanxun also specifically emphasized the "good guys", so those who are still chewing on the tongue are now shutting up.

The village chief saw this and quickly came out to the round. "It’s just a misunderstanding. Just say it is good, just say it is good."

Before I saw it, I glanced at Nanxun and sang. "If there is nothing else, everyone will be scattered."

He has a cane in his hand, and there is still a kind of majesty on his body, which makes people easily bow their heads.

Everyone saw his left foot, his eyes changed again, and Gao Jiaxiao was so arrogant, afraid that it would be impossible to do anything relative to Lingzhi.

Ling Lingge and Ling Erge face each other, and finally blush with a high face and apologize.

Nancy also came to the front and said with sincerity. "I am sorry, I am in trouble."

"Nothing." As far as the front eyelids did not have a slight ups and downs, the line of sight moved from her body to Cheng Dongyu's face.

He didn't know what was going on between the uncles, but if he didn't read it wrong in the morning, the little uncle pushed the donkey down the mountain and then fled.

He went down the path to find her, but he did not see how angry she was.

And the two of them just concealed everyone’s facts...

He didn't know about the things in the village, and he didn't know much about it, so he didn't plan to intervene.

Cheng Dongyu also stared nervously at the front, the man saw him push people in the morning, he did not expose him.

"Don't do things that make you regret." Gao said before, and turned and went into the house.

Cheng Dongyu stared at him, rubbed his lips and loosened Nanxun’s hand.

Nanxun looked at the man's back and touched his chin. What did he say to Cheng Dongyu? So he saw it in the morning?

[Zero 99, how about I go to soak this man? Legs and feet are not convenient, let me slaughter...]

[The original Lord likes it, should it be warm and jade? 】 Zero ninety-nine.

[There are so many tubes to ensure that she will be happy for the rest of her life. 】

[... is also. 】

——

In the night, Nanzhao enslaved Cheng Dongyu to cook, but the number of slavery did not decrease. Zero nine nine said that the slavery incident could not be repeated.

When the two were eating at the dinner table, a man’s voice came from outside the yard.

"Know children..."

Nanxun's eyelids jumped and got up and went out.

This point, Zhongmou probably knows that Cheng Dongyu is still alive.

In the yard, a long figure walked over.

Zhong Mou is really good, even when it is not laughing, it also gives people a warm feeling of light and wind.

However, Nanxun can be very clear. Zhongmou is a two-sided person with psychological distortions, but the original owner found it too late.

"Know, what's going on on your face?" Zhong Mou cares about her, but her eyes are on the direction of the stove.

"Last night, I fell." Nan Yan returned to the sentence, Zhong Mou had pulled her to the corner of the yard, and took her waist with her relatives.

He was very light, but Nanxun still felt a little hurt, so he opened him.

Zhongmou didn't care, just lowered his voice and asked, "Know, the little devil is quite big. Did he say anything after he came back?"

Nancy shook his head. "Reassured, no." It seems that he still does not know what happened in the afternoon.

Zhong Mou seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. When she saw her look different, she skipped a glimpse of the light. "Know, plan to cancel, I was too impulsive before. The kid is going to say you behind the scenes." I can't watch you fall into that situation."

"Well, in fact, this is also very good." Nan Hao softly responded, and he was straight on his sight.

I am afraid that I am not going to cancel the plan, but I am afraid that she will be bad again?

However, no matter what, he has no chance in the future.

Zhong Mou squinted at the eye, and she reached the corner of the wall, and the lips slid a curve. "Know, I am going to start school. When I go to town with me, will you?"

Nancy bent his eyebrows, but hesitated. "But I am afraid of affecting your studies."

"Then I will come back to see you every week." Zhong Mou answered.

Ling Zhier is a good person, and he is desperate for him. He likes beautiful things and enjoys the eyes of her worship, so she has been hanging her.

Knowing that she was married, he was surprised for a while, and later I heard that she became the widow of Cheng Jia, and he couldn’t help but think carefully.

When he is short of money, if you can get some money from her, then it would be better.

Unfortunately, there is a stubborn little devil in...

Nan Yan listened to Zhong Mou’s words, and his face burst into a shy smile.

Zhongmou palms gently covered her cheeks.

I don't know if it is his illusion. I always feel that she seems to have changed a little. It is full of glorious eyes, clear and charming.

He lowered his head and looked confused, as if he wanted to kiss her.

Nancy quickly bowed his head and his kiss fell on her forehead.

[Jiujiu, I want to soak this man again. 】 Nan Min heart, [this is relatively tender. 】

The most important thing is that after the arrest of the police, the heart of the original master jumped, seriously disturbing her thoughts.

Zhongmou is a typical scum man, only money in his eyes, what life, what dignity, what affection, in his heart, fart is not.

[...you like it. 】 九九九回句句.

Most of the people who can choose the villain system are not good people. Before, there was a host that used all the physical attributes to bring all the men into the pomegranate skirt. However, it was a pity that the main line failed in succession and eventually failed to get enough points back. His own world, dying in the vast space and time.