Jin Hanmo didn't expect her to keep him.

When he wore it into this world, he realized that the little girl in front of him was forcibly locked up here by the original owner.

She had a first love, which was broken up by the original owner, that is, Jin Hanmo in the original world.

So, they don't have a good relationship.

After Jin Hanmo came through, he naturally would not put an innocent girl under house arrest.

I was going to let her go.

Who knows, when I saw her, it seemed that there was a kind of traction in the dark.

He loved her.

I don't know where this affection comes from, but it seems to be carved into the bone marrow.

I didn't want to let her go.

She was in a trance at that time, as if she didn't remember anything, Jin Hanmo remembered that in the original plot, at that time, she knew the news that her first love was going to be engaged to another woman, thinking that she was stimulated.

As everyone knows, Ah Chan had just passed through at that time.

At this moment, Jin Hanmo's eyes stared deeply at the small girl sitting on the bed.

Ah Chan saw his appearance clearly.

Good! See!

His face is deep, his eyebrows and eyes are like an abyss, the bridge of his nose is high, and his lips look cool and thin, slightly pursed into a line, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

Ah Chan thought of the servants and said.

The gentleman does not spoil her.

There are many women who like Mr., Mr. only comes here once in ten days and a half months, and the rest of the time must be with the woman he loves.

Ah Chan's small figure sat on the bed, staring at him dimly with dark eyes, and his mouth bulged at first.

Don't like her, why lock her up here?

She was so lonely.

There was no one to talk to her, so she could only sit on the roof of the building every day and wait for the sun to set.

He had so many people to accompany him, leaving her here alone.

Ah Chan was not happy.

Jin Hanmo saw that she didn't speak, and he couldn't tell what she was thinking for a while.

Looking at her with dark eyes, his deep voice was a little hoarse, and he said, "I sleep next door." ”

Naturally, I wanted to sleep with her.

She was wearing light lace pajamas, a girl like snow, he was a normal man, carved into his blood and wanted her.

I don't want to annoy her.

After all, the relationship between the two in the original world can be described as bad.

Ah Chan suddenly got up and got out of bed.

The white and tender little feet stepped directly on the carpet, and the little people rushed towards him.

Hold him.

[Dumb treasure, smell it quickly, is he an immortal...... Phew, do you like the scent on Mr.'s body? 】

Ah Chan smelled it.

The little face nestled in his heart, and the tip of his thin nose rubbed around.

Jin Hanmo's whole body maintained a stiff posture, and his big hand instinctively wanted to grab her.

Halfway through, it paused in mid-air.

"Why... Cough! Jin Hanmo spoke a little stiffly.

Why hug him all of a sudden?

She didn't like him.

Ah Chan doesn't speak, but smells.

[How's that, how's that?] 】

The system's heart was beating like thunder, and it asked nervously.

Ah Chan frowned, rested his small chin on his heart, and looked up at him with a small face.

With moist eyes, like a young deer, Jin Hanmo didn't want to go next door at all.

The big hand tightly wrapped around her slender waist.

Suddenly, I heard her soft and glutinous, and said with doubts at the end: "You have a lot of people you like?" ”

Jin Hanmo was stunned.

Deep eyebrows stared at her bulging little face, and I don't know why she suddenly asked.

faintly thought of something, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Jealous?" ”

What does it mean to be jealous?

Ah Chan don't eat, sour.

She pushed Jin Hanmo away with her little hand and sat back on the bed with a puffed out little face.

Jin Han smiled mercilessly.

The thin and cool lips slightly curled, reflecting the bottom of his deep eyes, and he was in a good mood.

He strode over to the head of the bed.

Lean down.

The big hand hooked her thin waist, and said slowly: "There is no one else." ”

"It's just you."

"You're lying." Ah Chan pushed him away.

The little body shrank into the bed, "You, you have, there is a smell of perfume." ”