Poor Little Guy is the Top Guy

   Chapter 363 Like the third master, he is hidden in the city (1)

   "No matter how you feel about your sister, you are her brother."

   After temporarily becoming an "alliance", Mu Jingchi, who was still stinky, was still reluctant to talk to Nan Wan'er.

   But just relying on the "alliance" relationship between the two, it is obviously impossible to fool around.

   So, while the police uncle hadn't come in yet, Nan Wan'er was moved with affection and reasoned, and she began to do ideological work for Mu Jingchi.

   But her way of persuading people is very special. Mu Jingchi didn't want to listen to it at first, but Naihe really had nowhere to hide, but he didn't expect this to come and go, but he really listened.

   Now, seeing that the man's expression has softened a lot and is no longer so resistant, Nan Wan'er patted him on the shoulder very righteously, and said boldly,

   "Third Master, after all, there's nothing wrong with liking someone."

   Mu Jingchi looked sideways when he heard the words, a strange expression turned around on Nan Wan'er's little face without makeup, and said in a self-deprecating manner,

   "Don't you think I'm a pervert? I actually like my sister."

   "Don't you still think I'm a monster?"

   "You actually know?"

"Yeah. I know."

  Nan Wan'er nodded, without the slightest surprise or surprise.

  Looking at her clear-cut appearance, Mu Jingchi realized that this little thing had a very thorough understanding of her "remarkable" outfit from beginning to end.

   "Then you still do this?"

   But he really didn't understand, a good little girl, obviously good-looking, why did she have to make herself look like that.

   Who knew that Nan Wan'er just shrugged indifferently and said with a smile,

   "Isn't this very good, it's just a skin, how can it be so important.

   Keep everyone at a distance.”

   Halfway through speaking, she suddenly paused, Nan Wan'er's eyes changed, and she lowered her head to play with the paper cup in her hand, and said again,

   "Like the third master, Da Yin is hidden in the city."

"you"

   And before Mu Jingchi had time to ask the next sentence, the door of the lounge was pushed open from the outside.

   "Have you lost your breath?"

   The policeman who went back and forth saw that the expressions of the two men had eased a lot and asked.

   Mu Jingchi stood up directly, handed the blanket back to him, and nodded at the same time, saying,

   "I'm sorry, I was impulsive and caused trouble."

   "Okay, just reconcile the two of you. It's late at night, hurry back and rest."

   "Okay, thank you."

   After that, Mu Jingchi turned around and walked towards the door.

   Just as soon as I walked to the door, I suddenly remembered something.

   He stood still and turned his head, looking at the little thing still sitting on the chair, slowly stretched out a hand and said,

   "Come, go home."

  Nan Wan'er looked at him, and then she put one of her hands on it.

   After the two walked out of the police station one after the other, a figure suddenly appeared in the corner of the yard.

   Soon, a person with a blanket in his hand came over, stretched out his hand, and handed over a voice recorder.

   The man in the shadow smiled slightly, put the thing in his arms, and left quickly.

The other side

  Mu Jingchi took Nan Wan'er's hand out of the gate of the police station.

   As soon as she walked onto the street, Nan Wan'er took out her hand and said with a light cough,

   "Cough, that, I'll go first."

".Okay."

   "Ah--"

   But just as the two parted ways, Nan Wan'er sneezed suddenly.

   In the next second, there was a jacket that was still wet, but had a warm lingering lingering on him.

   "Why are you back?"

   Mu Jingchi went to her side again.

   Looking at the two blushes on her cheeks, the man frowned and gently probed her forehead. Sure enough, this little thing had a fever.

   (end of this chapter)