Chapter 257
...It is definitely not the child of stepmother and Uncle Han.

After all, they had only been married for a few years.

"It's the stepmother's child, not related to Han Mochen..." Xia Bairuo replied.

This time, Su Luo responded with a tiger-like expression of shock.

"So, from the beginning to the end, there is a woman who has always been by my side, God Mo?!"

"...Probably so."

Su Luo made a crazy expression.

"What do you think?" she asked.

What do you think? Xia Bairuo pursed her lips.

She couldn't tell Su Luo that she was a little jealous.

"How old is God Mo's sister? Has she grown up? Does she have a pure brother-sister relationship with God Mo?" Su Luo sent another series of questions.

To these, Xia Bairuo only replied with a series of ellipses.

how old are you?have no idea.

Has it developed?Don’t know even more?

I dare not ask whether Han Mochen has the idea of ​​surpassing his brothers and sisters.

"So what should we do now? The enemy is hiding and you are hiding!" Su Luo replied.

...What should I do? Let’s make it cold!And it can’t be said that he is her enemy...

Xia Bairuo thought for a while and replied slowly, "I think... at least Han Mochen has a normal brother-sister relationship with her."

"...Although that's what I think, we still have to be on guard, right?"

"How to prevent it?"

"Of course I have to strike first, cook the rice from raw rice, and put him under my own name!"

Xia Bairuo: "..."

Blushing and throwing the phone on the bed, she simply didn't look back.

Su Luo was still sending messages on the other end, and her phone was buzzing and vibrating.

Xia Bairuo was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, with some bad associations in his mind.

She even unconsciously brought in the soft voice she heard in that video and imagined a blond girl...

The more I thought about it, the more something felt wrong.

Taking a deep breath, she took out her phone, clicked on Han Mochen's WeChat, and sent him a video invitation.

The video was quickly connected, and Han Mochen's handsome face appeared on the screen.

When he saw her with slightly messy hair and lying on the bed wearing only a suspender nightgown, his pupils suddenly narrowed.

After about ten seconds, he looked away slightly and said, "Ahem, what?"

There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice that he didn't usually have.

Originally, this video was pressed with emotion, Xia Bairuo himself didn't know what to talk about after dialing.

When she heard Han Mochen ask, her cheeks turned red.

"On Weibo, they guessed that I am your sister." After thinking about it, she said.

His eyes raised slightly, and after a moment, Han Mochen laughed, "I don't like such speculation."

...She doesn’t like it either!

"Your die-hard fans say that you used to take your sister to play games, so this time, it must be your sister too." As she spoke, Xia Bairuo didn't even notice the small complaints and coquettishness hidden in her voice.

"You want an explanation?" Han Mochen asked with a smile.

……explain?Explanation: Isn’t it my sister?
After thinking about it, Xia Bairuo shook his head, "No, no, I'm just talking casually... If you explain it, wouldn't it mean that it's your trumpet?"

"I don't care. I said that as long as you wish, I will do it for you."

"..." But it's not such a small thing!
Xia Bairuo felt guilty for a while, and suddenly felt that he was being too pretentious.

On the other end, Han Mochen coughed again and looked away again, "Is that all?"

This time, his move was caught by Xia Bairuo.

She frowned and thought for a moment. The next second, her blood surged and her whole body felt bad.

Sitting up quickly, Xia Bairuo grabbed the doll on the bed and held it in front of her, saying in a panic, "You, you...I...you didn't see anything!"

Han Mochen: "..."

(End of this chapter)

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