The Rescue Of The Tragic Villain Is In Progress

Chapter 262: Send money thousands of miles away

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Xiao Jinang knew that it would be very difficult tomorrow and yesterday, otherwise he would not be so rude. He hugged Mingzhou gently, his arms were like the warm sun outside the window, and even the corners of his clothes were warm, with a faint breath of dryness, which inexplicably made people reassure: "It's okay, you're just sick. , After eating&xe00d;, it will be fine when the disease is cured.”

He doesn't need to explain anything tomorrow, and he doesn't need to explain anything tomorrow. Those bloody pasts should have been buried in the loess along with the bones of the dead, instead of being dug up again and again, just like wounds that heal and break again and again.

I pretended to be sick and had a fever last night and tomorrow, which just gave them a suitable excuse.

Just treat the other person as sick, and when the illness gets better, everything will be fine.

“…”

When Xiao Jinang held him in his arms tomorrow, he was stunned for a moment. Even if he couldn't see it, he knew that he must have looked miserable and terrible when he got sick yesterday, like a madman and a monster...

And Xiao Jinang's personality is like a piece of white paper, which has never been stained with any dark color. He might be frightened by himself and run away in panic. Otherwise, he should always have a somewhat strange look, feeling that the person in front of him is abnormal. , if you leave, cut off all contact.

Tomorrow I thought about countless possibilities, but there was no one like this. He closed his eyes, and suddenly he felt a sourness begin to fill the air, making him breathless. He couldn't help but bury it in Xiao Jin'ang's neck, and then slowly and slowly hugged him back. other side.

This simple "action" comes from tomorrow, showing a bit of unfamiliarity and difficulty, and a bit of "carelessness". Because since he can remember, he has never had such close physical contact with anyone, and Xiao Jinang was the first one.

Xiao Jinang is the first...

I closed my eyes tomorrow and said three words in a dumb voice: "I'm sorry..."

Xiao Jinang's attitude made him realize his morbidity and ugliness more and more. Just like the heavy diary, Ming Dynasty always used to call himself a thoroughly bad person. So when even a ray of sunshine really shines in front of him, he will not walk over, but retreat to the corner step by step, huddled in the dark lonely and silently.

He likes to take the blame for himself, so he unknowingly turns himself into a sinner.

Xiao Jinang only felt a coolness on his neck, as if something had fallen down. As if he realized something, he patted Mingzhou's back gently, then pressed it against Mingzhou's cold side, and rubbed it slowly, like some kind of soft thing: "You didn't do anything wrong. Don't cry. I will always be with you."

Tomorrow buried "Xe013; in Xiao Jin'ang's arms. Hearing this, he didn't say anything, but slowly reduced the strength of his fingertips.

A slight sound sounded in the air, as if it couldn't bear to break the morning tranquility:

Ding! Please note the host, the villain's degree of transformation has been reduced to 60, please continue to work hard~

Xiao Jinang didn't know what the decrease in transformation level meant before. To him, it might just be a bunch of data, which meant that he was one step closer to the success of the mission. It wasn't until more hosts came to experience it that he realized that Mingming also represented a redemption.

The cat that had been curled up and sleeping in the living room woke up at some point. It stood up from Xiao Jinang's coat. Because it couldn't see the surrounding environment clearly, it could only stumble around and search around, and ended up in the bedroom by mistake. .

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I was comforting Ming Zhou when I suddenly felt my foot was rubbed by something furry. I shrank my foot in shock and subconsciously looked over, only to see it was the injured cat yesterday.

When the cat saw Xiao Jinang, it looked up at him and called him: "Meow~"

The voice is no longer high-pitched, as full of vigilance as before, but has the unique harmlessness of "velvet". It's as if after staying here for a night, I finally let down my guard&xe016;.

Seeing this, Xiao Jinang bent down and "took" its head, and then said to Ming Zhou: "Yesterday's cat ran away and is here."

Ming Zhou noticed Xiao Jinang's departure from his arms and paused, feeling a little empty and uncomfortable. Hearing Xiao Jinang's words, he "knew" that there was a cat at home, and turned slightly, as if to confirm something: "Did you say yesterday that it seemed to be injured?"

Xiao Jin pointed: "One eye is inflamed."

Hearing this, Ming Zhou calmed down the emotion he had just lost, slowly lifted the quilt, and seemed to be preparing to get out of bed: "I'm going to take a bath first, and we'll get out together later and take him to the nearby pet hospital." Let's see."

He promised Xiao Jinang and didn't want to go back on it.

Xiao Jinang was about to order something when he heard the words, but he saw Mingtian suddenly staggered when he got out of bed, and almost fell to the ground. He quickly picked him up in his arms because of his eye disease, and a heartbeat almost jumped out of his arms in fright. He quickly asked worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Ming Zhou was also startled. He subconsciously grabbed Xiao Jinang's arm. It took him a few seconds to come back to his senses. He only felt a stinging pain in his knee, and he tried to test it. &xe054;, but touched a circle of gauze.

When Xiao Jinang saw what he was doing, he immediately understood something: "Your arm didn't hit the coffee table yesterday. I helped you lift it a little bit. How about it? Is the injury still hurting?" "

After he finished speaking, he bent down slightly, as if he wanted to check Ming Zhou's injury. Ming Zhou subconsciously stopped him, and his upper body became inexplicably hot: "It doesn't matter, it was me who didn't stand firm just now."

When Xiao Jinang saw this, he didn't insist anymore. He scratched his head and said, "Then... Then, if I don't, you can go to the bathroom. I'm afraid you'll fall."

Ming Zhou understood "&xe050;" as support. After hearing this, he hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse, "&xe045;&xe014; nodded": "Thank you..."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden weightlessness in his body, and he was caught off guard by someone bending down and hugging him. Ming Zhou subconsciously hugged Xiao Jinang's neck, feeling a little at a loss and a little surprised. He didn't expect that the "" that Xiao Jinang said was actually this": "You..."

Xiao Jinang paused when he heard this and said in confusion: "Huh? What's wrong?"

He blinked blankly, thinking he had something to say tomorrow, but he didn't realize that it was his own fault that caused the problem.

“…”

Ming Zhou paused: "Nothing."

He didn't say anything at all.

Xiao Jinang kept looking at Ming Zhou, so he found that the other person's redness seemed a little abnormal, so he used to lean over and rub against Ming Zhou's cheek to know the temperature, and then&xe014; He said slightly worriedly: "It seems that your illness is not cured yet. Remember to eat later, and be sure not to touch your injuries when taking a bath."

Ming Tian took a sip and hummed in a low voice: "I know..."

Xiao Jinang closed the bathroom door tomorrow morning and then lay on the sofa in the living room to recharge. He was on standby yesterday. If the browser is forced into their reading mode, text will be lost. Please exit the reading mode.

One night, you need to adjust your biological clock, otherwise it will malfunction during normal operation.

During the time when Xiao Jinang was not in the group, it was still non-stop, with 99+ news every minute, especially when one more person came online. There was no excitement, only more excitement.

Xiao Jinang had no intention of reading the group messages. After experiencing the diamond crisis last time, he was now in a state of attacking the group as soon as he showed up. However, just as he was lying on the sofa to rest, the electronic light screen suddenly popped up a prompt, indicating that someone was stalking him.

Ding! &xe039;You are still in the group, please pay attention to check the messages!

Um? &xe039;Weimian is also online

Xiao Jinang heard the notification tone and subconsciously got up from the sofa. He scratched his head and thought, "Can someone as lazy as Wei Mian still go online?" When I turned on my phone, I saw a message popping up in the group.

&xe039;Weimian: &xe02a;King Kong, I went back last night, where are you? I'll go find you.

Unlike other authors who are in different time and space or traveling in time and space, "Weimian" is the only host that survives in real life. He was on vacation, and he didn't notice the group notification floating in the air in the upper right corner of his body, so he was late for many geniuses to come online.

But obviously, his good deeds are sufficient. I heard that "King Kong" was worrying about how to make money, so he immediately flew back thousands of miles to help this "brother" who was in trouble. ".

As you can imagine, as soon as the authors in the group saw the news about "Weimian", they immediately exploded.

Shen Liang was so shocked that he was speechless: What... what do you mean? Are you going to find him? How do you find him

&xe039;Weimian’s words were concise and concise: &xe01d;Airplane.

Tang Yanren was in interstellar space. Hearing this, his imagination suddenly opened up, and he raised his chin and asked: Is it a space-time plane

&xe039;Wei Mian: Ordinary plane, the kind that everyone has experienced.

Chu Xinian seemed to have guessed something: So you and King Kong are in the same world

&xe039;Weimian felt sleepy after staring at the electronic screen for a long time, and yawned: I guess.

Shen Liang started to be lemony again: Damn, "Why doesn't King Kong come to the world where I am!" Why! Why!

He keeps telling his CEO that there are flying diamonds in the world, but his CEO just doesn’t believe it! !

Chen Xiao and Shen Liang didn't want to deal with him, so they took a chance and stabbed him. Hearing the words, he said coldly: "Why else? People think you are a dead ghost."

Shen Liang was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "Aren't you?"

Chen Xiao admitted it very bachelor: I am.

To be precise, everyone in this group except Wei Mian is a dead ghost.

Rong Xuan currently serves as the "Disciplinary Committee" of this group. He didn't know if he had foreseen the strong smell of vinegar and the message of war in the group, so he said seriously: Friend's reminder, personal attacks are prohibited in the group. Beating and insulting, dissemination is prohibited. If you have been verbally insulted and want to seek legal assistance, you can come to me at any time. Except for private time at night, I am always online during the day.

Distribution of s&xe011; is prohibited

&xe039;Weixian&xe03d; felt like he had discovered some blind spot, so he went back and searched for the group's members again, and sure enough, he found that Sang Feiwan's The reading/reading/mode/mode will result in missing text. Please exit the reading/reading/mode.

&xe05e;Dongxi is also in the group, please report with your real name:

&xe045;&xe014;A group member who is not online yet. He is an author of pornographic articles. I apply to kick him out of the group.

Rong Xuan was silent for a moment in embarrassment: ... It is indeed illegal to spread se'rong, but I am not the group leader, so I can't kick people. You can wait until he spreads it and then report it to the group leader with a screenshot.

Shen Liang snorted: The group leader himself is a "sex critic".

I peeked at him having sex every day.

"Click."

Xiao Jinang turned off the phone screen directly. Of course, this was not because he was weak, but because he heard the silence coming from the bathroom tomorrow morning.

After taking a shower tomorrow, my body is still wet with steam, and my skin is more transparent. He walked slowly while holding on to the wall. When he heard the sound of Xiao Jinang's phone on the sofa, he tentatively called out: "Xiao Jinang?"

Xiao Jinang immediately got up from the sofa after hearing this, thinking he would need help tomorrow: "Huh?"

Tomorrow is just to confirm his location: "Nothing, just wait for a while, I'll go change clothes, I'll be fine soon."

After saying this, he walked slowly to the bedroom, then closed the door, looked for a set of clothes from the closet, and changed into them himself. Although it is invisible to the eyes, it has become normal for many years, and the speed is not too slow.

Xiao Jinang was a little afraid of falling down tomorrow, so he simply stood up and wandered outside the door, always paying attention to the silence inside. By the way, he looked down at the phone and sent his current landmark location to the hotel.

Xiao Jinang still liked to reunite with his friends. He smiled and typed: (〃'▽'〃) Host of&xe05f;&xe083;, will you come and play with me~

Play? &xe039;Wei Mian&xe016;Thinking that the family is all adults, and we are not kindergarten friends. What's the fun? The childish ghost at home is already making enough noise: No, &xe093;you're going to have some money.

He heard that "King Kong seems to be a little short of money now."

Upon seeing this, Xiao Jinang suppressed his excitement and slowly typed a line of words: "How many do you and I have?"

If there are too many words, he will be embarrassed to accept them.

&xe039;Wei Mian said: One&xe071;.

Thousands of miles away, but the meaning is heavy.