After everyone finished their meal, 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 away whatever you can.
Some people even went into the kitchen and took out the pots.
The boy was carrying the pot and when he saw Mo Qin, he remembered that it was someone else's.
"Well, since you're going with us, it would be a waste to leave these things here. It wouldn't be too much for us to take them with us."
Mo Qin raised her 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're just asking me now. Isn't that a little late?"
"you……"
The boy's face suddenly turned red with embarrassment and anger.
Zheng Xiaorui came over and pushed the boy's shoulder, "You should move out first."
Then, he turned to Mo Qin and said:
"I was the one who suggested they take these things away. Since you're going with us, we're companions..."
So your stuff is everyone's stuff.
"Don't always be sarcastic when you talk, or people will think you're difficult to get along with."
Others: Is this a misconception? Isn't this the truth?
Xu Xiaoying came down carrying a large package, shrilly, "You've always been difficult to get along with! Do you really think it's still the pre-apocalyptic era when all those men were praising you?"
I thought to myself, just do it, you’ll be the one crying then.
Seeing Mo Qin looking at her, she hurriedly ran out with her things.
The kick I received yesterday still hurts today. I also got a scratch on my forehead. I don’t know if it will leave a scar.
Damn it, I wonder if she won’t find a chance to retaliate!
Mo Qin smiled again, "You come up here to get scolded, and you think the words are harsh?"
He takes other people's things with a clear conscience and doesn't even bother to cover himself up.
His face is 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, and the expensive cars were filled with all kinds of worthless things.
Jiang Lin disappeared without a trace.
Mo Qin rubbed her 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 some time.
Everything else is fine, but...what should I do with the things she put in the freezer?
Even if you drive a big truck, you can’t take it away.
Sad people.
After the little skirt, even delicious food is far away from her?
Mo Qin walked with heavy steps from the second floor to the third floor.
As soon as I reached the corner of the stairs, I noticed a strong wind blowing in the air.
Someone.
Mo Qin subconsciously raised her hand to block it.
The man seemed to have foreseen Mo Qin's actions. He grabbed Mo Qin's wrist and pushed her behind him.
The man was trapped between him and the wall.
The distance between them closed, 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 dark eyes.
What is there to be proud of?
If she hadn't recognized who it was, she would have almost reached for the knife.
Her voice was slightly cold, and she called out a name in a clear voice, "Jiang Lin."
She moved her wrists but found she couldn't get them free.
"What are you doing? I told you not to let anyone go up to the third floor."
Jiang Lin curled his lips, looking a bit wanton, a bit ruffian, and not very serious.
"I haven't gone up yet, and am I not asking for your permission now?"
Mo Qin: “…”
Is there anyone who asks for consent like this?
Maintaining this intimidating posture, he said the word "seek"...
Jiang Lin suddenly lowered his head and moved closer to Mo Qin's shoulder and neck. He sniffed and said firmly, "You've taken a shower."
Mo Qin: “?”
What does taking a shower or not have to do with him crossing the line?
Seeing that Mo Qin didn't understand what he meant, Jiang Lin loosened his grip on her wrist. He stepped back a little, his voice low and hinted at unnaturalness.
"I want to take a shower, that's all."
What's wrong with him?
I started right away...
Actually... he acted like a gangster and went over to smell it.
It has a light floral scent, which is quite pleasant.
So fucking embarrassing...
This time, Mo Qin broke free. She moved her wrist and found that there was still some warmth left where she had been held.
Since it’s him, it’s not impossible for him to go to the third floor.
"Come with me."
Mo Qin took his men upstairs.
There were several boxes of snacks piled up in the corner of the room, as well as a box of disassembled hot pots, and a few unopened bags of spicy strips on the table.
Well, now I know what she eats every day when she hides in the house.
Mo Qin pointed in the direction of the bathroom, "That's the bathroom."
There was a light red tint on her slender white wrist, where he had just held it.
He didn't even dare to squeeze it hard, but it turned red.
Jiang Lin pressed the tip of his tongue against his back teeth, and something flashed in his eyes.
I thought to myself: So tender.
Jiang Lin realized what he was thinking, cursed himself as a hooligan in his heart, then turned around and quickly walked into the bathroom.
Mo Qin returned to her room and lay on the soft bed. Thinking about the long journey she would have to start tomorrow, she sighed deeply.
About twenty minutes later, the sound of water dripping in the bathroom stopped.
Only then did Jiang Lin remember that he had just come up empty-handed.
But let him put on his dirty clothes again...
I feel like I took a bath in vain.
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