"Okay, since that's the case..." The curve of his mouth became even worse, and his arms had skillfully embraced her in his arms. "Then I want you and Louis to cancel their engagement. This gift doesn't need to be prepared."
"Need!" Mo Xiaoran replied without thinking, "What should you do if you ask him to do?"
She really hopes she can clone her body!
She can't make Louis sad...
Huang Xiaojue's smile turned slightly cold, and he kneaded her very good-looking face with dissatisfaction. She felt so sorry for Louis that made him feel uncomfortable.
For some reason, his cold expression made Mo Xiaoran feel a little nervous and guilty. She softened her breath and felt pitiful, "You can do anything except this... you want!"
He raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, smiled softly, his brown eyes shone with an ambiguous luster, and his slender fingers pointed at his lips.
Mo Xiaoran was stunned, then tiptoed without hesitation, hugged his neck, and his sweet and soft lips touched his thin lips greenly.
This seemed to be the second time she took the initiative to kiss him...
Huang Xiaojue turned around without hesitation, wrapped her tightly in his arms, allowing her two bodies to fit without any gaps, and her thin lips toss and turn on her seductive little mouth, loving her.
In the corner, the camera of the mobile phone is facing them. This ultra-thin out-of-print black mobile phone is clearly Huang Xiaojue's.
After the camera, Mu Qiaoyi tilted her head and smiled a little, pulling the high-definition camera closer and closer. I don’t know how many photos he took in one breath, and each one brought the ambiguous effect to the fullest.
She almost worshiped herself to death, quickly logged into Shanghuang Xiaojue's email address and sent all the photos to An Ran.
After all, she deleted the manuscripts saved in her outbox and the photos in the album, and quietly put her phone back to its original position...
* * * * *
“You have a new email.”
A small window popped out of the lower right corner of the laptop. She glanced peacefully and found that it was from Huang Xiaojue. She was delighted and couldn't wait to open the email.
However, when the web page jumped out, her brain instantly went blank.
On the screen, there are countless photos of a man and a woman kissing each other, passionate and sweet, one more intriguing.
Tears fell in an instant, and she fell to the ground with her eyes empty and weak all over.
"Sophie, what's wrong with you?" At this moment, her mother walked into the room and saw her having lost her soul and life. She frowned slightly, and her eyes fell on the screen of the laptop on the desk.
"Mo Xiaoran? Huang Xiaojue?" She screamed in surprise, and glanced at the sender, her eyes instantly became vicious, "sophie, don't be so listless! Since Huang Xiaojue is so determined to hurt you
, What are you still nostalgic about? Why are you still soft-hearted? Stand up! Kill that Mo Xiaoran! Kill Huang Xiaojue! Then compete for An’s property and the enterprise!"
"I..." An Ran was confused.
"Otherwise, you will be a shameful illegitimate daughter for the rest of your life!"
Those three words hurt An Ran's sensitive nerves, and his black eyes suddenly became gloomy, "No... I must step on them all under my feet!"