The devil clings to the little maid

Chapter 059 Forcing Her to Write a Guarantee

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In front of a window on the second floor of the villa, Mo Erye stared outside with interest, his phoenix eyes slightly fixed, his thin lips pursed, his bright eyes could clearly see the situation in the car.

The little goblin was dawdling, deliberately delaying time, she just wanted Chen Gang to get wet in the rain, making him wet like a "reservoir dog".

Ling Kexin, don't look at her as weak as a little white rabbit, but she is actually a hedgehog covered in spikes!Also, she is indeed a little fox, she can "harm" you quietly, so that you don't even know how to scold her.

Just like now, can you, Chen Gang, say that she did it on purpose?Can you get mad at her?

Through the glass, Mo Erye saw Ling Kexin slowly tying her hair, slowly picking up and unpacking her bag, and even bending down... What did you bend down for?Wouldn't it be shoelaces?

Mo Erye suddenly felt that Chen Gang, who had always done things neatly, was a little silly today... Why is he so attentive today?Didn't you tell him that this little fairy is the woman he Mo Erye hates?Didn't he say that she is just a plaything in the hands of Mo Erye?Why do you need to look up to her?

Is it because of yourself?

Mo Erye looked down at the instep of her instep. The white left instep without socks due to the application of the medicine had a very obvious bruise and swelling. A small imprint... a little goblin, a bold and rebellious imprint that is not afraid of death!

It took more than 20 minutes for Ling Kexin to slowly get out of the car. She was holding an umbrella and walked very slowly, as if this villa was a frightening "Pluto's Mansion".

Mo Erye saw that Chen Gang, who was wet all over, finally got into the car, his eyes darkened, he turned and walked out.

Ling Kexin stood in the living room, her wet feet were bare, because of the heavy wind and rain, her trousers were also wet, and a white shirt was wrinkled, so long that it covered her entire buttocks.

Mo Erye walked over slowly, and glanced at her from the corner of his eye. As soon as Ling Kexin appeared, she opened her clear eyes and stared at him without expression or emotion, as if looking at a stranger.

Her eyes are big and charming, dark and bright, rich and deep. When staring at you, it makes people feel like they are about to fall into it. Mo Erye felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by her, so he cleared his throat and slapped his butt. Sitting on the sofa.

"Promise that the writing is finished?" He lowered his eyes, raised his legs, and asked lightly.

"No." Ling Kexin answered calmly with her wheat bag on her back, and she couldn't see her nervousness at all.

Mo Erye narrowed his eyes coldly, and suddenly raised his head. He seemed to feel too incredible about her answer, as if a teacher saw a student who didn't do homework, but was quite "ambitious" in front of the teacher, arrogant and dismissive.

"Little fairy, do you know the consequences of not writing the letter of guarantee?" It's really annoying.

"I don't know." She was still so calm.

"well……"

This "teacher" is helpless, this "student" is really difficult to teach, she is purely a rebellious adolescent, not only did not realize her own mistakes and consequences, but also a hint of sarcasm and pride emerged from the corners of her lips.

Following her gaze, Mo Erye saw that he raised his left foot and showed his "injury" in front of her eyes.

Isn't this showing her "great achievements"?Would she not be happy to see it?

How much she hates herself, his embarrassment, his injury, his misfortune... is her greatest happiness for Ling Kexin!

Leprechaun!

Ling Kexin's undisguised happiness made Mo Erye's dignity feel "swept down" to the ground. He put down his foot, stood up abruptly, and approached her, the muscles on his face were twitching, and his tone was obviously annoyed: "Here I'll write! If you can't write well, don't even think about going back to pick up your brother next week!"

This sentence was effective, Ling Kexin quickly went upstairs.

Mo Er Ye stared at her obedient back, with an unknown smile flashing across his eyes, he sat down on the sofa again, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

An hour passed, and another half hour passed, Mo Erye, who was sitting on the sofa waiting, waited for the food delivered by the hotel, but did not wait for Ling Kexin to go downstairs.

He became impatient, put down the magazine in his hand, went upstairs with doubts, and pushed away the study.

However, the scene in front of him made him stunned at the door...

I saw countless large and small paper balls scattered on the yellow solid wood floor. They bloomed in his study like white flowers. A few books were thrown between the distance of more than one meter.

Is she here to "spy the house"?

But she actually fell asleep lying on the desk, with her face resting on her arms, her long eyelashes covering her lids, her sniffing lightly, her red lips slightly parted, breathing lightly, and there was a sheet written on her elbow. half of the paper...

Mo Er Ye was so angry that he really wanted to pick her up and throw her out of the window... Is she a little maid?Does she look like a little maid?She's trying to make trouble on him again, isn't she?

It's just a letter of guarantee. A college student, can't he write a letter of guarantee?How can it be?Isn't she talented?Isn't he a good student with top grades?

Raising his hand, Mo Erye didn't let it fall for a long time, staring at her sleeping face, he finally smacked ### twice at the corners of his lips, slowly fell, and pulled out the paper under her hand.

Warranty - that's the headline.

At the head of the stage is Young Master Mo... Mo Erye curled his lips with a smile that was not a smile, it was not bad, she used a respectful title, and the handwriting was clear, in small letters, and the words were beautiful and beautiful.

What's next...

I don't know why you want me to write a guarantee, what do you want me to guarantee?I was inexplicably tricked into Mo's Manor by you, and you have inexplicably tortured me to this day. The reason you gave me is that my mother owes you a huge debt.The huge debt, how much it is, I can't verify it, you have the final say!I lament this society very much. If you have money and power, you can do whatever you want, but I, like a humble grass with nothing to cling to, let you trample and bully me... But I can't find a place for justice, because of your power It's too big, the whole sky in Jiangbin City is completely darkened by your evil palm, I can't find a ray of sunshine in this haze...

Mo Er Ye couldn't stand it anymore, was she writing a guarantee letter?Where is there a promise to be obedient and not disobey him in the future?She's obviously writing an indictment, okay?Accusing his "crimes", telling her "misfortune", and, she said below, she only started writing under his oppression, but she wrote it again and again, and she tore it sadly!She thought he was too unbelievable and unreasonable!He was making trouble out of no reason at all, she didn't know how to write so that he would be satisfied and let her and her brother go...don't threaten her again!

She seems to have not finished writing, and the two words at the beginning of a new line are - Mo Da...

Young Master Mo?Or a great demon?

Staring at Ling Kexin, Mo Erye's pair of phoenix eyes became darker and deeper like a black pool, dark waves surged, the corners of his mouth twitched again and again, his fingers pinched the corner of the paper and trembled twice, but he pursed his lips and couldn't utter a word come out.

She is already accusing him of "crimes", and already feels that he is perverted and cruel. Should he mention her now, let her be pinched by him like a chicken, and make her "unexplainable" again ?

If she did so, she would probably write him an extra "crime" somewhere.

Suppressing his anger, Mo Erye knelt down, casually picked up a ball of paper and spread it out, and glaringly saw the head of the stage—the great demon.

So he rubbed and threw it away.

Suppressing his anger, he picked up another one and opened it up. He saw the head of the stage—Mo Erye, colon, and wrote: You are perverted!

Maybe she felt that this was not good, so she kneaded it into a ball and threw it away.And he rubbed it angrily and threw it away.

On the next piece of paper, there are different declarative sentences and exclamatory sentences, and each sentence is scolding him...

Devil, you are incredible!

Mo Er Ye, I hate you!

I can't write, don't force me!

You are going to die!

Wait... Hey, why are there two pictures?