Anyone involved may not be able to go out alive.

Mo Nanjue didn't want the people around him to take risks one by one. If possible, he would rather bear it alone.

Li Qin's gaze drooped slightly, "Young master, these are all things I should do," he said, "I won't leave. From the time I follow you, you teach me to use guns to dispose of bullets, teach me close combat, and teach me how to survive in difficulties... Everything I have now is taught by you and given by you. From then on, I will not have the day to leave you."

Mo Nanjue withdrew his hand and looked at him sideways, "But those things that are not something that can accompany you for the rest of your life."

Li Qin frowned, "What is that?"

Mo Nanjue looked up at the master bedroom on the second floor. His thin lips curled, "Home."

Home……

Li Qin swallowed it gently, where does he have a home?

He has long since lost his home...

When he was very young, his parents died at the hands of his enemies. He had been wandering outside for many years, and even made a living by begging for a while...

Li Qin felt that he would not have a way out until he met Mo Nanjue.

Mo Nanjue saved him, he taught him a lot, the first person in his life to affirm his value was Mo Nanjue, the first person to respect him was Mo Nanjue, and the first person to let him stand up was Mo Nanjue...

So he followed him all the time. Li Qin hoped that Mo Nanjue could always stand at the top, because in his eyes, Mo Nanjue would not fall. When he knew him, he was arrogant and no one could tie his footsteps. He was an innate king. He was proficient in everything and was very good at looking down on the world...

Instead of being satisfied with the tiny warmth of home and women.

This is not suitable for him, so it is not Mo Nanjue.

He admired and admired people for so many years. He could already summon the wind and rain. How could he be bound by a woman?

What's more, that woman once hurt him deeply.

Li Qin hoarsely said, "Young Master, I don't have a home."

"There is no home to build," Mo Nanjue knew that he was walking in the rain of bullets, and it would be difficult to get from inside to real life for a while. "Don't worry, Zhongjing Haoting is your home, take your time."

Li Qin nodded, and suddenly felt that thousands of words were like a thorn in his throat.

He didn't know what to say to express his meaning...

Mo Nanjue put his hands in his pockets, and he turned around and walked upstairs, "Don't think so much. I've been tired for a day, go and have a rest."

"Yes, young master."

Li Qin looked up at his slender and upright back, and his eyes fell on the cold wontons on the side...

What's the use of home?

Power and money are always what makes people surrender and bow their heads at critical moments...

*

In the master bedroom on the second floor, Tong Ran was carrying Chenchen out of the bathroom. Mo Nanjue came to her and said, "Are you asleep?"

"I almost threw the house over," Tong Ran gave his son to him, and she twisted her neck, "I think I'd better not give birth, even a child will make me crazy... How great is it to be a daughter, obedient."

"My daughter is like you, and then one day I meet Luo Xiao and fall in love with him at first sight?" Mo Nanjue turned his head coldly, and he looked cold, "Don't have a daughter!"

Tong Ran didn't care, "How well-behaved my daughter..."

"My son is also very well-behaved!"

Bang!
Chapter completed!