Special favorite: Hei Shaojiao's wife who dares to touch

"Aren't you worried?" Wen Ji'an deliberately stimulated Mo Xiangwan.
Mo Xiangwan asked, "What are you worried about? As a mentally healthy person, shouldn't he be happy to see his body getting better and better? Only someone with a dark mind like you would worry so much that he would chatter like an old man."

"If he really gets better, looking at his current strength, your mother might abandon the light and turn to the dark one day, and be with him again..." Wen Ji'an felt so sore!

Mo Xiangwan glanced at him, contemptuously, "You have too little confidence in yourself!"

"I'm just explaining a possibility! I didn't say it will definitely happen..." Wen Ji'an argued. [

Mo Xiangwan stirred the coffee with a spoon, and said in a low voice, "It's fine now. I see my mother taking care of him, and I feel at ease."

"Why are you down-to-earth?" Wen Ji'an incited, "You should stand on the united front with me and fight against foreign countries together..."

Mo Xiangwan whitened him, "It's not your blood that bleeds on me..."

The man was shameless, "If you want it, I'll give you a loss!"

"Smelly! Don't!"

"It's not big or small!" Wen Ji'an was reprimanded with the air of an elder, when he suddenly saw the little woman lying on the floor-to-ceiling window like a gecko, pointing not far away, "Eh... that's not An Xiaozhen , how can a person carry such a big bag of things..."

"Who is An Xiao really?"

"You don't even know me!" After Mo Xiangwan finished speaking, he lifted his butt and ran out.

Wen Ji'an shook his head, "The little girl is frizzy, has a bad temper, and loves to argue. I really don't know how Kurosawa Yao fell in love with her!"

Having said that, he hurriedly took the down jacket that Mo Xiangwan had thrown on the seat casually, and followed him out.

"Xiaozhen..." Mo Xiangwan waved to An Xiaozhen from a distance as soon as he left the coffee shop.

An Xiaozhen heard the voice, turned around and saw that it was Mo Xiangwan, but instead quickened his footwork, as if he didn't want Mo Xiangwan to catch up.

She is so small, but she is carrying a very large plastic bag, walking crookedly on the snow-covered street, and Mo Xiangwan's heart is raised when she sees her.

God, the child is still pregnant!How can you wear such thin clothes, carry such heavy things, and walk so fast?

An Xiaozhen walked a few steps, but unexpectedly the bag in her hand was overwhelmed, one of the straps broke, and the fruit in the bag was slippery all over the floor, she couldn't let it go, and she was afraid that Mo Xiangwan would catch up, Mo Xiangwan caught up with this hesitation.

Mo Xiangwan lacked exercise recently and was dressed too thickly. As soon as he ran in front of An Xiaozhen, he squatted down panting to help her pick up the fruits that had fallen on the ground, complaining, "There is such a thick snow on the ground, you How can you walk so fast? What if you fall? Also, why do you feel like you have seen a ghost? The more you shout, the faster you run, and you almost miss you!"

An Xiaozhen's expression was a little distressed, his eyes avoided Mo Xiangwan, "That... that... I didn't hear."

Mo Xiangwan didn't bother with An Xiaozhen, and helped her put all the fruits into the bag. Seeing that An Xiaozhen was about to pick her up and walk, he quickly grabbed her, "Don't move, such a heavy thing, let alone your body... "She paused, bypassing the word pregnancy, "Let's send you back!"

An Xiaozhen quickly said no, not politely, but firmly refused. [

How could Mo Xiangwan let An Xiaozhen go back like this, so he asked, "Where is Qin Feihu? It's snowing! How can he let you come out alone and buy such a big bag of things? What if something happens? ?”