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Chapter 92 You are holding my dad!

The next day, the sun was bright.

The warm brilliance shines on Qin Mo's bed with wide floor-to-ceiling windows.

Qin Mo slowly opened his hazy sleepy eyes and stretched his waist.

"I have to say that a mansion is more comfortable to sleep than a school dormitory."

Qin Mo sat up and sighed.

Even though Qin Mo was greedy for the rich spiritual energy of Linjiang Manor last night and forced meditating twice as long as he usually had, it was logical that he should be better than before, and he could not sleep all night.

But when he fell down on the high-end Simmons, the feeling of fatigue instantly came from every muscle fiber in his body.

A few days ago, the secret injury that suddenly hit him after the battle with Tang Hongchen made him extremely tired and fell into a deep sleep, and he slept until the sun rose.

This room is the largest room in Nalan House Villa except for the master bedroom, with a separate bathroom and balcony.

After Qin Mo finished washing up, he took a shower and was about to change into clean clothes. When he thought about it, he put down the clothes in his hand, opened the door naked, and walked out with a swagger.

After making three rules with Nalan Bingxue last night, Qin Mo actually had a backup plan.

All three requests he made were directed at Nalan Bingxue, but he did not mention his own behavioral constraints at all.

So Qin Mo deliberately was naked at this time. If he met Nalan Bingxue below, he could use the three rules to accuse her!

When Qin Mo thought of Nalan Bingxue's angry look, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After taking a deep breath, Qin Mo took the first step and walked out with great power.

"The sound of strange footsteps!"

Just as Qin Mo just walked to the living room, a strange sound of footsteps attracted his attention.

Nalan Bingxue's footsteps were relatively shattered, while Gu Xiaoman's footsteps were extremely soft. Qin Mo had long remembered the footsteps of the two in his mind with his keen observation.

So who is the footsteps now?

Lenovo said that the inexplicable murderous aura that he felt before entering Linjiang Manor last night, Qin Mo's heart instantly tightened and rushed over with a quick step.

As he rushed to the living room, a sneaky figure came into his eyes.

Qin Mo breathed a little relieved. If it were a killer, he would definitely not have exposed his whereabouts so easily. Moreover, seeing that the man's steps were frivolous and his breath was turbid, it was obviously not related to the killer.

"Is it a thief?"

Qin Mo frowned slightly, and he had a judgment in his heart.

With the luxurious decoration style of the Nalan family, if there is really a bold thief who has crossed the guards and touched the center of the villa area, it will be enough for them to eat for a year!

"Stop it!"

Qin Mo shouted loudly, and he took the lead in shocking the figure.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Mo rose up in the air, kicking the man directly overturned the ground.

Following closely behind, Qin Mo formed five fingers and pressed the man's back heart.

"Hey...hey...what is this for? If you have something to say, don't do it."

The man pressed to the ground moaned in pain and begged for mercy in a hurry.

"With this little courage, you dare to go to Linjiang Manor to steal things?"

Qin Mo glanced at the man with some disdain and snorted coldly.

"What are you stealing? I've misunderstood. Brother, put down the gun in your hand and be calm!"

The middle-aged man pressed to the ground quickly explained.

"The gun in your hand?"

Qin Mo was slightly stunned, bent down and looked at it, laughing silently. It was probably because he was pressed by his hand, thinking it was a gun, so he was very dissatisfied and quickly begged for mercy.

"Misunderstanding? I came here sneakily in the morning, and you told me it was a misunderstanding?"

Qin Mo smiled coldly, tightened his fingers, and asked loudly: "Tell me honestly, what are you doing here!"

"Qin Mo...what are you doing?"

Just as Qin Mo was questioning the person who was pressed to the ground by him, Nalan Bingxue stood at the stairs with a dazed expression, staring at Qin Mo's ** in a daze.

"It's nothing. I caught a little thief and was being questioned."

Qin Mo waved his hand, no longer in the mood to tease Nalan Bingxue's emotions as planned.

"Little thief... Are you wrong? You are holding my dad!"

Nalan Bingxue covered her head, screamed, hurriedly ran down the stairs, pushed Qin Mo away, helped the people on the ground up, and asked with concern: "Dad, are you okay?"

"Dad? What's going on?"

This time, Qin Mo, who was standing aside, looked confused.

"You heard it right. You beaten up as a little thief. The person lying on the ground was the head of the Nalan family, and Nalan Longtu was also."

After being helped up by Nalan Bingxue, Nalan Longtu smiled slightly, patted Qin Mo on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "The unaware of this is not guilty. You are also to protect the safety of our Nalan family's property. I am very optimistic about you."

"but……"

Nalan Longtu scratched his head, showed an awkward smile, pointed at Qin Mo, and said, "Can you go and put on your clothes? Although I have always been open-minded, this look in broad daylight is a bit unreasonable."

Qin Mo's face turned slightly red, and he hurried back to the room and put on his clothes, feeling extremely embarrassed.

He actually regarded the head of the Nalan family as a little thief who came in to steal things.

However, Nalan Longtu did not seem to blame him.

Thinking of what Nalan Longtu said while patting his shoulder just now, Qin Mo smiled and felt a little fond of the Nalan family for the first time.

"By the way, you said your name is Qin Mo?"

Nalan Longtu sat on the sofa, savored the Genting Mountain Tea brought by his daughter, and said with a smile: "It's quite a coincidence. My future son-in-law is also named Qin Mo. I'll introduce you to me when I have time."

"dad……"

Nalan Bingxue said helplessly: "He is my fiancé Qin Mo!"

"What?"

Nalan Longtu almost choked by the tea, stared at Qin Mo with wide eyes, and looked back and forth three circles on the left and three circles on the right.

"Haha, I said why did you feel so kind when you first see you? Judging from my memory, you haven't seen you for so many years, and you have grown so tall!"

Nalan Longtu laughed, hugged Qin Mo's shoulder enthusiastically, and said with a smile: "Don't go back this time, I'm going to marry Xue'er. I've been waiting for a long time to hold my grandson."

Qin Mo was greatly surprised at Nalan Longtu's attitude. He did not expect that the head of the Nalan family is such an interesting character.

Just thinking of Nalan Bingxue, Qin Mo felt a little depressed again.

Why are the personality differences between father and daughter so huge? Isn’t it said that daughters follow their father?

Isn't he biological?

Qin Mo looked at Nalan Bingxue and Nalan Longtu, who looked different in appearance and had completely different temperaments, and thought to himself while touching his chin.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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