Crossdressing as a man: Tyrant, do you dare not to love me?

Chapter 278 Don't Think I'm Tempted For You! ([-])
The mysterious man sat up, his voice was slow, "What are you going to tell Shangguan Mo when you go back?"

"...Don't say a word that shouldn't be said, just let him understand."

Is he satisfied with this answer?
But speaking of it, in this state, he really looks like the leader of a sect... Ruan Taotao broke into a cold sweat.

Glancing at her with no emotion in his eyes, the mysterious man said slowly, "It's good to know."

"……clear."

Ruan Taotao trembled silently when caught by his eyes.

Only now did she understand that the uncle had been polite to her before.

This seemingly calm appearance is actually the scariest.

Without looking at her again, the mysterious man lay down and pulled the steel needle cluster back.

Walking over to help him lay the mattress on the steel needle clump, Ruan Taotao had no choice but to meet his eyes again.

……Really cold.

It was clearly a calm look, but it made her feel chills.

Ji Damei seems to have mentioned that this uncle looked at him with such eyes, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

So... Grandpa, he treats her as an ordinary person now, right?

fair enough.

After finishing the mattress, Ruan Taotao carefully slipped out the door, and closed the door softly.

The person lying at the bottom of the bed heard her leave, closed his eyes, and opened them again, but there was still no emotion in his eyes.

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After returning to the place where he lived, Ruan Taotao was busy copying the mental method again.

Because the brush calligraphy she wrote was very unsightly, plus she was nervous just now, and there was no table...

It is really a visual challenge for her to copy this mentality.

It is not difficult to recognize the words written by myself, this time Ruan Taotao copied very quickly.

Alas... still ugly.

Seeing that it was still early, Shangguan Mo would not come back until evening, so Ruan Taotao simply copied another copy.

And then another, and another...

Copy and copy, copy and copy.

No matter how I looked at it, I felt dissatisfied, so I continued to copy.

When Shangguan Mo came back, what he saw was that she was lying on the table, with the brush resting on her left cheek, leaving a big ink mark, and she was still drooling and sleeping soundly.

(End of this chapter)