Chapter 110 After doing this for a long time, is the little guy jealous?

Chapter 110 After doing this for a long time, is the little guy jealous?

Mo Shatian thought deeply and said, "Fourteen years ago, I didn't have a corresponding position in the Mo family, so I didn't know much about the Nan family."

He confirmed and asked: "Are you sure that when the accident happened to the former head of the Nan family, there was such a fragment beside him?"

"I'm sure." Nanhuang said.

Mo Shatian said: "I can help you investigate this matter. However, everyone knows that I, Mo Shatian, can't afford to do anything early."

Nanhuang stared at him silently.

"My request is not difficult to fulfill." Mo Shatian said with a smile: "As long as you tell me why you want to investigate what happened to the Nan family fourteen years ago, I will help you investigate."

Nanhuang's eyes gradually darkened.

Mo Shatian took a step forward and suddenly came closer.

"Miss Ye, exchanging more secrets between the two of us will make me feel closer to you."

"..."

Nanhuang's heart beat dullly, thinking of the death of his parents and this only clue.

She backed down.

"If you can find out the reason behind the Nan family incident fourteen years ago. I can tell you why I want to investigate this matter." Nan Huang said.

"Very good." Mo Shatian raised his lips evilly, "Deal."

Although the two of them were not in direct contact, Mo Shatian felt that they were so close.

She was so close.

Sweet, savory, mysterious...yummy.

She really made him more and more interested.

Suddenly, Mo Shatian's expression changed drastically, and he took a step back!

Nanhuang's face was cold.

I saw a hole the size of a bullet on the side of where Mo Shatian was originally, filled with smoke.

A man walked out from the side with a gun. He raised the gun and pointed it at Mo Shatian's head.

"Moshatian."

"Rong Wuye." Mo Shatian raised the corners of his lips.

Nanhuang looked at the direction where Rong Feng appeared. He came out from the direction of the bathroom.

Mo Shatian said: "Fifth Master. I was invited here by Miss Ye. But you, Fifth Master, should not be welcome."

Rong Wuye's hand holding the gun was as straight as a sharp sword. His face looked very ugly, as if he really planned to kill Mo Shatian.

"Okay." Nanhuang took a step forward. "Mo Shatian, you can leave."

Mo Shatian looked at Nanhuang and said with a smile, "Oh, I'm a little reluctant to give up."

Nanhuang stared at him displeasedly.

Mo Shatian could only say: "Okay, Miss Ye, don't forget our agreement."

After saying that, Mo Shatian walked to the balcony door, opened it from the inside, and jumped out from the balcony.

Nanhuang suddenly lamented that the security of his small villa was not very good.

Rong Wuye's dark, cold eyes full of anger were fixed on Nanhuang. Before Nanhuang could recover, the man's huge body approached and pushed her directly against the wall.

"Why, you can't bear to leave him?" Rong Wuye stared at her with a gloomy face.

"What did you say?!"

Before Nanhuang could finish her words, the man bit her lips heavily as if venting his anger!

He pushed her against the corner, put his hands heavily on her slender waist, controlled her in his arms and kissed her fiercely.

Soon, the smell of blood spread in the mouths of both parties, and Nanhuang's lip had been bitten with blood.

"Kick me out and have a secret meeting with a man in my room? Huh?"

He grabbed her hand and pulled her into the bathroom. The voice was terrifyingly cold, "Where did he touch you?"

"What are you talking about?! Rong Feng!" Nanhuang couldn't resist his strength and was carried into the bathtub by him.

Rong Wuye turned on the faucet and let the water from the nozzle pour on her body!

"What are you doing, are you crazy?!" Nanhuang felt very uncomfortable from being wet.

"Aren't I a lunatic?" Mr. Rong Wu looked at her with a black face, "Wherever he touched you, I will clean it for you! Your face? Your ears?!"

Nanhuang pushed Rong Feng away. She was soaked with water and her body was wet. Her white shirt was stuck to her body and her black underwear was looming.

She lowered her head, drops of water falling from her hair. A face that was terrifyingly dark. She raised her right arm and pointed to the door, "Rong Feng, get out of here."

Rong Wuye's face turned even darker. He untied his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, stepped forward, stood in the bathtub, and kissed her domineeringly again.

"Rong...Feng!!" As Nanhuang struggled, Rong Wuye tied her hands directly with a tie.

Nanhuang fell into the bathtub, and the man also fell into the bathtub. Nanhuang was forced to lean against the wall of the bathtub, and the man leaned forward.

Rong Wuye let go of her lips and touched her red lips with his hand.

"I shouldn't have let you leave the vineyard!"

Not sure whether he was angry or something else, Nanhuang's face turned red and he was a little out of breath.

"Let me go."

"Humph." Rong Wuye snorted coldly and looked down.

The water soaked through her entire body, and under the thin shirt, the girl's body was looming.

"I will tie you a gold chain and lock you in the vineyard. This way, you will never leave me again."

Nanhuang pursed his lips. Her hands were tied behind her back in an uncomfortable position.

"Don't be crazy." Nanhuang said.

He maintained this position for a long time, and when the water in the bathtub began to cool down, he let go of her.

He straightened up, stretched out his hand, and roughly wiped the water drops on her cheek, but his voice suddenly softened.

"Little one, tell me, what should I do with you?"

The water in the bathtub became colder and colder, and the man cursed secretly with a dark face.

Later, Rong Wuye picked Nanhuang up from the bathtub, asked her to stand up, and wiped her with a bath towel.

"Let go of my hand." Nanhuang said.

"Don't let go." Mr. Rong Wu's face was still dark, "If you let go, you will run away."

"Where am I running to?" Nanhuang asked.

"Anywhere is possible, but you will make me unable to find you!!"

At this moment, Nanhuang actually wanted to laugh.

"You know you've made me unhappy?"

Rong Wuye lowered his eyes slightly and kept holding the towel.

We can't let her catch a cold.

After he pulled out the shirt she had tucked into her pants, he held a towel in his hand and put it into her clothes to wipe her with water.

Rong Wuye said: "Before that scumbag came in, you were angry with me. Now, you are probably even more angry."

He is quite self-aware.

Rong Wuye's face was dark. "I don't want to take the blame for a clueless person. So, why are you angry?"

Nanhuang lowered her head and looked at the man squatting in front of her to wipe herself with water. She was silent for a while before saying, "What's going on with Fu Ya?"

"Who?" Rong Wuye was stunned.

"The daughter of the Fu family in the Imperial City, Fu Ya."

Rong Wuye stared at Nanhuang's face for a while, and then he understood what "mysophobia" meant.

Rong Wuye took out his bath towel and was really furious.

After being angry for a while, he suddenly laughed again. "You've been doing this for a long time. Are you jealous?"

"..."

Rong Wuye stepped forward and put the towel on her shoulders. Afraid that she would be cold, she wrapped herself up. "Is Fu Ya from the Fu family here today?"

Nanhuang stared at him. Look at him pretending.

Rong Wuye said: "I didn't pay attention to Fu Ya at all. I didn't even look at it. But you and Mo Shatian were so close and chatted for so long. Why, should you be jealous or should I be jealous?"