Probably, there is the experience of being carried by Nan Jiao.

Therefore, when Nan Ji dragged him out, she was not surprised by her huge strength.

Walk into the living room.

In the middle of the white wall, inlaid with a huge screen, there is a pit.

It was smashed by Nan Ji with a remote control yesterday.

Ruan Mo was forcibly pressed by Nan Ji and sat on the sofa.

She sat next to her

"Eat."

Ruan Mo looked at the dishes on the table.

His eyelids were lowered and he leaned back.

When I smell the food, not only do I not feel hungry, but I feel nauseous and my stomach hurts even more.

Nan Ji looked at his repulsive look and spoke casually

"Do you eat it yourself, or am I forcing you to eat it?"

What does this Night Pearl want to do?

Still have food to eat?

Does he want to go to heaven?

If you beat him to death, you won't have to eat.

The best of both worlds.

The darkness in Nanji's heart soared.

The little black dragon whispered

[Host, he has a fever and a serious stomach problem. 】

Nan Ji pursed her lips and did not speak.

The little black dragon watched as the host's dark value was falling.

Seeing that this is useful, the little black dragon is milky

[He is a unique living pearl that shines at night.

Night Pearl is sick.

Shouldn't the host be more patient and caring for others? 】

It didn't take long for the little black dragon to say this.

Nan Ji reached out and picked up the buns on the table.

The little black dragon said immediately

[Host, people with stomach problems are better off drinking porridge. 】

Nan Ji took the bun in her mouth.

Wait until she swallows the bun thoroughly.

Only then did he pick up the bowl of white porridge.

The small porcelain spoon was scooped and fed to his mouth.

"Drink."

Ruan Mo looked at her.

Delayed action.

Nanji, put the bowl down.

Reaching out, I pinched his mouth open.

I just fed it alive.

The little black dragon hurried

【Host, host, you······ 】

The words are not finished.

Nanjiao

"Shut Your Mouth"

The little black dragon immediately wilted.

Woooooooooooo

The host bullies it.

It was probably the beginning of Nanji's roughness.

After that, Ruan Mo cooperated a lot.

Wait until this bowl of white porridge is drunk.

Ruan Mo's dark eyelashes fluttered.

"In these two days, I will finish writing the script."

A cold tone.

Nan Ji glanced at him.

"You care about that?"

Ruan Mo raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him with dark eyes.

He hadn't spoken yet.

Nan Ji suddenly stood up.

Kicked him in the shin.

"Let's go, go back to the house, lie down, and soak up the sun."

After speaking, she took Ruan Mo back to the house.

I just pressed the Night Pearl on the bed.

Nan Ji received a call from her agent.

"Xiaoji, come downstairs.

The eight players you made the cut have to do an interview. ”

Nan Ji hung up the phone.

glanced at the night pearl lying on the bed.

Bend over, lean over.

Hold him.

Ruan Mo's body stiffened.

I opened my eyes in an instant.

Nan Ji felt the cool body temperature on his body.

I couldn't help but rub him on the shoulder twice.

Yes.

I don't like it too much.

She spoke

"Be nice."

After speaking.

Then he got up and walked out.

Ruan Mo lay on the bed, looking in the direction Nan Ji left, without saying a word.

*

Go to the dressing room in the back of the company.

Eight contestants, two in a dressing room.

I don't know if it's deliberately arranged or what.

It just so happened that Ye Tianhan and Nan Ji were in the same dressing room.

Makeup artist in makeup.

It just so happened that at this time, the brokers were not there.

The room was scary-quiet and scary.

Towards the end of the makeup.

Ye Tianhan suddenly spoke.

"You're not going to win."