Chapter 91 They felt sorry for her. She suddenly felt happy. She took off the sunglasses on her face, revealing her charming big eyes with smoky makeup. She walked towards them gracefully and proactively greeted them, "Hi..."
Of course Jiang Han, Mo Mi, and Ouyang Nuo also saw her at the same moment.
"Hello." Ouyang Nuo smiled at her, stretched out his hand, and shook hands with her politely. "Nice to meet you."
Zhang Xinxi was extremely happy, "Oh...hehehe, I'm glad to see you too." Looking at his flawless and elegant face, with a smile on his eyes and brows, "I really didn't expect that I could be with you.
His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, had such a close contact, not only shook your hand, but also had a cordial conversation with you."
Jiang Han saw her flattering smile and the undisguised disgust at the corners of her resolute mouth.
Mo Mi looked unfazed by such a scene, smiled faintly, and walked forward with his hands in his pockets.
"Are you going up the mountain to enjoy the scenery?" Zhang Xinxi would turn her head, look at the back of Mo Mi as she walked away, look at Jiang Han's cold face, stare at Ouyang Nuo's handsome face, and ask charmingly.
"Yes." Ouyang Nuo replied with a smile. He couldn't stand the seductive look she kept staring at him. He looked at Mo Mi's back walking away and said with a smile: "Mr. Mo admires you very much. You are always there.
You were mentioned before us."
Zhang Xinxi's lips raised high, "Oh, really?" She didn't seem to doubt the authenticity of her words at all, and turned to look at Mo Mi's perfect back again, "Then I'll excuse you, and I'll go keep him company first.
Okay." After Yu Yue finished speaking, he nodded towards him and Jiang Han, turned around, and quickly followed Mo Mi.
"Oh, Nuo, you are so amazing!" Jiang Han looked at the figure that Zhang Xinxi was chasing, immediately gave Ouyang Nuo a thumbs up, and praised with a suppressed smile.
Ouyang Nuo looked at Mo Mi's back and smiled slightly, "Mi is better at dealing with this kind of woman than we are."
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Xia Cao successfully auditioned, took photos, and after Director Zhang told her to officially shoot the promotional video tomorrow, she took a notebook and walked around looking for Zhang Xinxi.
"Hello, may I ask, do you know where Zhang Xinxi is?" She found a staff member and asked with a smile in a good mood. "I want to get her autograph."
"She went in that direction." The staff member pointed to the beautiful mountains and forests not far away and said with certainty.
"Thank you." She smiled, bent down, and immediately walked quickly in that direction.
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Zhang Xinxi caught up with Mo Mi, walking with him on the mountain road surrounded by flowers and willows with a charming smile, and suddenly asked in a cooing voice: "Mr. Mo, do you like me?"
Mo Min paused, turned sideways with his hands in his pockets, looked at her delicate face, and slightly raised the corner of his beautiful mouth, "Of course I like a beautiful woman like you."
Hearing this, Zhang Xinxi felt confident that she could charm him. She winked charmingly with her big eyes, approached him with a smile on her eyebrows, hugged his lean waist, and raised her head to look at him closely.
With a devilishly handsome face, he asked shyly: "Shall I go to your place tonight, or will you come to my room?"
Mo Mi allowed her to hold him, and was not in a hurry to speak. He raised his beautiful hand with a slight smile, stretched out his long fingers to gently caress her right ear hair, and then slowly lowered his head and opened the thin film slightly.
He moistened his lips, blew hot and moist breath into her small ears, and said softly and evilly: "I only play with perfect virgins, are you a perfect virgin? Huh?"
Zhang Xinxi was speechless, and the smile on her face suddenly froze. She could see that he was clearly teasing her, so she couldn't help but let go of her hand holding his waist, "Mr. Mo, you can't find a perfect virgin in this world."
Come out with a few." After saying this with a dull expression, he immediately turned around and walked away with an ugly expression.
Mo Mi disapproved and glanced at her leaving back with disdain, then turned sideways and wanted to continue walking forward. But unexpectedly, when he raised his eyes, he inadvertently saw a sight that made him unable to turn away after just one look.
The beautiful figure, the beautiful mouth moved in surprise, "Grass?"
Xia Cao stood under a dense maple tree only a few meters away from him.
She seemed to have listened to the conversation between him and Zhang Xinxi. She held tightly the notebook she wanted to find Zhang Xinxi and looked at her who looked so beautiful and perfect no matter how she looked at it with a sad and resentful look.
he.
Mo Mi was very uncomfortable with her expression. He was not sure what she seemed to hear. He breathed faintly and walked quickly to her. Looking at her new and beautiful makeup, she asked inexplicably nervously: "What are you doing?"
Will it be here?"
Xia Cao didn't answer, but looked at his fairy-like stunning face at close range. Thinking back to the incident where she was toyed with by him and took away her virginity on the night of her birthday, her clear and beautiful eyes blinked lightly, unbearably filled with tears.
With sparkling tears and trembling red lips, she asked: "Only play with perfect virgins? - In this case? Can you say it with a clear conscience?"
Mo Mi was anxious. He looked into her hazy tearful eyes and looked at her sad expression. Every corner of his heart was filled with concern, "Hey, you misunderstood, I just..."
"Don't call me bastard." Xia Cao sternly interrupted his eager explanation, took a step back, and looked at him bitterly, "You call me that, it makes me want to vomit. Do you know, you are filthy, extremely filthy?"
Already."
Mo Mi was anxious, her handsome eyebrows were knitted together, she took a big step towards her, and quickly took her hand, "Listen to me, I really didn't mean that, I..."
"I don't want to hear you talk, and I don't want to see you." She raised her voice and interrupted him again. While excitedly grabbing his hand, she stepped back in panic, "Let me go and stay away from me.
One point, you... uh..." Unexpectedly, there was a slope behind him. His feet wearing high heels slipped and slipped, and his whole body rolled backwards, "Uh... ah..."
Seeing this scene, Mo Mi was so anxious that she really wanted to slap herself hundreds of times. "Xiacao...cao..." he called her name urgently and ran down the slope as fast as possible without hesitation.
Kneeling in front of her, he checked with great concern whether she was injured.
Xia Cao was angry and anxious. She tried her best to sit up and pushed away his hand that gently raised her calf to check if she had any injuries. She stared at him with tears in her eyes and yelled at him with a choked voice, "Get away from me.
I have seen through your fake good intentions a long time ago. You take pleasure in others' misfortune, add insult to injury, and have a vicious heart. This is your true face, Mr. Mo."
Mo Mi tried her best to stay calm. After hearing her extremely hateful comments about him and facing her extremely distrustful expression of grief and anger, the words deep in her heart suddenly blurted out affectionately, "At this moment, I just want to protect you."
When the voice fell, regardless of her objections, he picked her up and walked up the slope with difficulty, heading back to the mountain road.
"Put me down, and I'll walk by myself." Along the way, Xia Cao looked at his beautiful face fiercely, and yelled angrily in his arms, "Did you hear me? I said let me down, and I
You have to go on your own... Whether I am injured or not has nothing to do with you. I don't need your concern at all..."
Mo Mi maintained a good temper for the first time in a century. No matter how she yelled or how she looked at him, he hugged her without letting up and walked towards the villa unswervingly.
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Jiang Han and Ouyang Nuo have returned to the villa and are sitting in Hall No. 1, busy doing cross stitch.
"No, I didn't embroider wrong here, did I?" Jiang Han sat next to Ouyang Nuo, handed the cross stitch to him, and asked humbly, "Is this how it should be embroidered here?"
"It's embroidered like this." Ouyang Nuo pointed to a certain place and said more professionally, "It's just that here, your embroidery is not very neat."
"Oh, then I'll dismantle this place and embroider it again..."
At this moment, Mo Mi walked in with Xia Cao, who could not hide her exhaustion, holding Xia Cao who could no longer scream.
Seeing her in his arms, both of them looked incredibly surprised.
Jiang Han was holding a cross-stitch in his hand that could make Xia Cao hurt when he touched something. He was immediately panicked. When Xia Cao was about to look at him, he quickly hid the cross-stitch in his hand under the sofa cushion behind him and talked to Ouyang Nuo.
At the same time, they stood up and asked urgently in unison, "What's wrong with her?"
Xia Cao didn't want to see the three of them. Looking at the two of them, she bit her lip and lowered her head sadly in Mo Mi's arms.
Mo Mi looked at her drooped head and said gloomily: "Don't ask anymore, Han, call someone to bring the medical kit right away." As soon as the voice fell, he gently carried her to the sofa and squatted next to her, gently.
Then she carefully combed her hair with the grass blades and debris that got stuck on it when she rolled down the slope.
Seeing his unusually gentle movements at this time, Ouyang Nuo's heart seemed to have some doubts that made him feel tight in his chest. He blinked thoughtfully with his deep and wise eyes and walked slowly towards them.
When he took off the mirror, Jiang Han immediately ordered his servants to get the medical kit. After the servants brought the medical kit, he personally took the medical kit and walked to Xia Cao's side to carefully check whether there was anything important on her body.
The place where medicine is applied.
"Medicine needs to be applied here." Mo Mi took off her high heels and pointed at the bruised ankle and said worriedly, "Han, be gentle when you wipe it."
Jiang Han nodded gently, picked up a cotton swab dipped in the liquid and applied the liquid on her very gently.
No matter how gentle his movements are, Xia Cao will still feel pain when the medicine touches the broken skin, so much so that she bites her lip and can't help but moan softly, "Uh...ah...
"
"Uh, didn't I tell you to wipe it gently?" Hearing her moans of pain, Mo Mi blamed Jiang Han without even thinking about it.
Somewhat strangely, Jiang Han was not angry at all when he scolded him unjustly. He stopped and looked at Xia Cao's cute face biting her lip to endure the pain. He hurriedly handed him the cotton swab stained with the medicine on his hand and said thoughtfully: "
Your movements are always gentler than mine. Come and wipe her." Well, it's even stranger. Didn't he always stubbornly believe that Mo Mi's movements and behavior were on par with his own? Why would he say this now?
Woolen cloth?
Mo Mi did not shirk, took the cotton swab, looked at Xia Cao worriedly, bent down, and carefully applied the medicine on her.
It still hurts. Xia Cao looked at his gentle movements, and then at Ouyang Nuo and Jiang Han who were surrounding him. He bit his lips in annoyance and grabbed the sofa with both hands, trying his best to hold back the pain.