The real daughter was spoiled by her ex-husband

Chapter 113 Nan Xi, Don't Mess Around
At some point, he was already holding the fiery red mask in his other hand, and when he questioned her, his eyes were full of persecution.

Nanxi pulled her lips, "You asked me last time, are you still determined?"

Zhan Qingyuan pursed his lips, "I want to hear the truth from you."

"The truth is, no."

He stared at every detail of her face, not missing a single bit.

Nanxi said, "You expect that woman to be me?"

"..."

He didn't respond, and her tone was relaxed, even a little frivolous.

"Ah, if you want it to be me, I can also pretend to admit it and fulfill your wish. After all, I owe you a favor now."

Zhan Qingyuan's face suddenly sank, "Shut up!"

Nan Xi laughed wantonly, "Isn't this what you hoped for?"

He clenched the mask in his hand, put it back in the drawer, and gritted his teeth faintly: "Don't use lies to perfuse me."

Nanxi felt that he couldn't stand being teased, and it was impossible for him to admit it, so she stopped talking.

Zhan Qingyuan pushed the drawer, turned around and sat on the chair beside him, with a foul tone: "Do what you should do."

Nanxi said, "Okay, take it off."

His back froze slightly, and she laughed and said: "I said that I also need to give needles on my body, and I can't give needles through a bathrobe."

Zhan Qingyuan didn't speak, but he could tell from the way he took off his bathrobe that he was in a bad mood right now.

Nanxi didn't care so much, she pinched the first needle and came behind him, looked at his strong and perfect upper body, and clicked his tongue.

Zhan Qingyuan turned his head, "Have you seen enough?"

Nanxi opened her eyes and lied: "I didn't watch it."

The man snorted, and when he turned around, he took her other hand and pressed it on her smooth chest, his eyes fascinated.

"You can feel the difference from five years ago."

Nan Xi was stunned, her hands were hot, "Is there something wrong with you!"

She wanted to break free, but was no match for his strength.

Zhan Qingyuan stared at her angry and embarrassed expression, and the unhappiness just now dissipated.

He continued to approach, pressing harder and harder, "What are you afraid of, you didn't like it very much before?"

Nan Xi blushed and glared at him, "When did I say I like it!"

Zhan Qingyuan's thin lips curled up, "You used to praise how good your hands are."

As he spoke, he was still pinching her wrist, intending to rub it on his chest.

Nanxi's mind buzzed, and she stuck the needle on the back of his hand without thinking.

Zhan Qingyuan wanted to move, but found that he couldn't move his whole arm, even his body.

He grimaced, "What did you do?"

Nan Xi gritted her teeth, broke away from his hand, and smiled coldly, "Your hands and feet are dishonest, and you try to harass your ex-wife, which makes me very upset."

Something flashed in Zhan Qingyuan's eyes, and he said: "This is what you asked for."

Nanxi laughed angrily, "When will I ask you to harass me?"

"..."

"Zhan Qingyuan, you and I are in a cooperative relationship. You give me the project, and I will treat your illness. We are equal, so other than these two actions, it is considered a disturbance to the other party."

Zhan Qingyuan found that after these five years, not only did she seem to have changed superficially, but even her ability to do things and her verbal skills had also improved.

He had to admit that he couldn't beat her.

Nan Xi didn't know what he was thinking, and said condescendingly: "In order to prevent you from making a move, you should do this first."

Zhan Qingyuan came back to his senses, "...untie it for me."

Nanxi smiled brightly, "Dream."

Then, turning her back, she picked up the second needle.

That cold expression made Zhan Qingyuan's forehead twitch, "Nanxi, don't act recklessly."

(End of this chapter)