Chapter 332 Lethal Words
Mo Yichen looked at her, frowned, then chuckled, and said, "It's asking for trouble." After speaking, he washed her wound with the alcohol in his hand again.

Mo Yichen applied some ointment on her wound, and then used a band-aid to gently stick a band-aid on the injured wound.

Because there were several wounds, large and small, An Nianxi couldn't help but find it a little funny looking at her legs and arms.

She smiled and said, "If someone sees that I am covered in injuries, will they say that I was domestically abused?"

Mo Yichen glared at her, but didn't answer. He just sat on the coffee table, looked at An Nianxi in front of him, looked at her with his hands folded on his chest, and said with a bit of seriousness: "I bought it for you." Come early, eat your breakfast first."

An Nianxi reached out to take the steaming packing box, and could smell the steamed buns through the packing box, "Small steamed buns?"

Mo Yichen nodded with a "hmm".

He looked at the child in front of him, as happy as if he received a box of chocolates during the Chinese New Year.

She caught one and blew it, looked at Mo Yichen again, and said, "So you must never tell Dabai."

"Don't worry, he will come back at night." Mo Yichen said.

"So you didn't really come here to buy me breakfast, did you?" An Nianxi ate another one, "You didn't come here last night, did you?"

Mo Yichen didn't speak, just looked at her.

However, An Nianxi obviously didn't want to wait for his answer, so she took another steamed bun and blew it up, brought it to him, and said, "Try it, it's delicious."

Mo Yichen said: "If you like it, eat more, Lao Bai will definitely not be able to eat these things in you."

An Nianxi looked at him and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Mo Yichen frowned.

An Nianxi chewed the meat in his mouth, shook his head and said, "Last time I asked Mo Luoqi what it was like to lead artists before, and when he talked about you, his face was horrified, saying that you were scarier than Dabai .”

"Then what do you think?" Mo Yichen asked.

An Nianxi looked at him and said with a smile, "You are nothing like what they said."

Mo Yichen looked at her and said after a moment of silence: "You are different from them."

An Nianxi was taken aback for a moment when he heard this, and at the same time, Mo Yichen had already taken a step forward, and his hands had already encircled her within the range of his arms. He pressed the back of the sofa, leaned slightly, and approached An Nianxi In her ear, she whispered, "You are my wife here, not an artist, understand?"

An Nianxi blinked, then nodded in a daze.

To be honest, this sentence is too lethal...

……

Su Lin looked at the dresses in front of her, looked at the dresser in front of her angrily, and said, "Why are these dresses not from international famous brands? Why did you find me dresses from second- and third-rate designers? How do you do things? I heard that An Nianxi's gown was designed by Ling Feng. Why don't you go to Ling Feng to ask for some sets? Didn't An Nianxi always ask you to go to Ling Feng's studio to get clothes? , why is it gone when I come here?”

No one in the lounge dared to speak and looked at each other in blank dismay.

At this time, the door of the lounge was pushed open from the outside, and it was Jin Na.

Seeing that it was Jin Na, Su Lin sat back in front of her dressing table even more displeased.

Jin Na looked at her, glanced at the two skirts that the dressmaker was holding next to her, and said calmly, "What's going on?"

(End of this chapter)

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