The daily life of the devil's wife

Chapter 12 The Cold Touch (1)

Slightly turning sideways, Jun Moli quickly dodged.

She secretly rejoiced in her heart that she was a killer in her previous life.

Even though this body seldom moves and its bone constitution is very poor, at least the agility developed under the organization's devil training has not degraded due to it.

Otherwise, his forehead would be ripped apart and dripping with blood if he was hit by such a porcelain bowl.

She is not as lucky as Ruan Lingshu, but has a father who loves her.

It is precisely because of this that she has to love herself better and not let herself suffer any harm, even if it is her father in name.

The phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of murderous aura emerged from the bottom of Jun Moli's eyes, but she quickly suppressed it again.

"Master Ruan, I don't know what I did wrong, but I bothered you to do it myself?" Standing straight on the spot, Jun Moli raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a cold smile.

When she was very young, she always envied others to have a father who loved her, and she always longed to be able to reunite with her father one day.

Now, she has survived instead of the original owner and has a so-called family.But these so-called family members are completely different from what they imagined.

Following her words, Ruan Zhetai was slightly taken aback, as if she hadn't expected that she would call herself Master Ruan.

Hao Xian, who was sitting next to him, looked at him and saw that he was a little startled, and the corner of his mouth involuntarily raised a smile, but she quickly suppressed it: "Li'er, how can you call your father like that?" Well, he is your own father!"

Hao Xian's words brought back Ruan Zhetai's thoughts. He snorted coldly and said with disdain: "I, Ruan Zhetai, really regret having such a daughter as her."

daughter?When did he regard the original owner as his daughter?
Looking at the man in front of him coldly, Jun Moli restrained his smile, and raised his chin arrogantly.

"Look at her, how can she see me as a father?" Pointing at Jun Moli angrily, Ruan Zhetai was so angry that his veins burst out: "You bastard, what did you do to your second sister, do you still need me to say it?"

"Please tell Master Ruan."

"You..." stretched out his hand and pointed at Jun Moli, perhaps because he was too angry, his fingers trembled slightly: "Did you tell the servants yesterday that someone tied up Yan'er and made her... ..."

In the middle of the conversation, Ruan Zhetai couldn't go on anymore.Turning to look at Ruan Lingyan, she saw her clenched fists, eyes full of hatred.

"How can you blame me for this matter?" Jun Moli pretended to be innocent and looked at Ruan Zhetai: "I was resting in the room, but when I heard screams from the firewood room, I thought that the second sister was kidnapped. I want to save her Come out, but I don't know fighting spirit or magic, so I can only go to rescue soldiers."

Turning to look at Ruan Lingyan, she saw that her face was darkened, and there were faint bruises on her forehead.

Looking back, Jun Moli sighed softly: "Speaking of it, I am the victim of this incident. The person who was in the woodshed with my second sister is my fiancé."

After the words fell, Ruan Zhetai was so choked by Jun Moli that he couldn't speak a word.The atmosphere in the front hall also became a little depressing with his silence.

There was a moment of silence in the front hall, and Jun Moli was about to turn around and leave, when a man's voice came from outside the door: "It smells so good, it seems that I came back just in time."

As the sound came out, everyone turned their attention to the door.

(End of this chapter)