Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 179 The zipper of the skirt got stuck in the hair

Second master bedroom.

An Yan is changing clothes.

On the way back, she had actually figured it out a long time ago.

During the meal, Chenchen went to the bathroom for such a long time. He must have tipped off Zhan Mochen.

Otherwise, Zhan Mochen didn't install a camera on her body, how could he kill her so accurately?
But just looking at her son's cute and sensible face, she really couldn't say anything to blame.

She couldn't bear to get angry at her son, but others were not so lucky.

This breath was stuck in her heart, neither up nor down, and it made her extremely uncomfortable.

Now she doesn't want to pay attention to the bastard Zhan Mochen at all, she just wants to wash up and go to bed.

An Yan wore a black dress tonight. The zipper was on the back. Normally she could pull it down easily. But now, maybe because of her impatience, the zipper suddenly got stuck halfway.

At this moment, she suddenly heard the sound of pushing the door open.

Someone is in!
An Yan was startled and hurriedly pulled up the zipper.

This pull actually made my scalp hurt!

"hiss……"

The zipper got stuck in her hair, and An Yan gasped in pain.

Only then did she remember that she had locked the door and no one from the outside could get in!
I was so unlucky that even a mouthful of cold water was stuck between my teeth.

An Yan regretted it so much that she quickly moved to the mirror and tried to separate her hair from the zipper.

Unfortunately, the zipper was on the back and her hair was long. After struggling with it for a while, it had no effect except making her scalp more painful.

The hair is still firmly stuck in the zipper. If it is pulled off by force...

An Yan could imagine the ugly appearance of a patch of bald patch on her scalp.

Outside the door, Zhan Mochen was still knocking on the door.

"Yanyan, open the door. The children are watching. You can't just lock me out, can you?"

An Yan wanted to cry but had no tears:...

If you want to keep your hair, the only way is to let Zhan Mo Chen come in.

She reluctantly opened the door.

As soon as Zhan Mochen came in, he froze on the spot.

In the dimly lit bedroom, the little woman's shoulders were slightly exposed and she was breathing slightly.

Under the illumination of the light, the skin as white as fat looks like fine jade, exuding an alluring luster.

The messy hair draped over her shoulders, which made her black hair look like a waterfall and her skin as white as porcelain.

The side face hidden in the hair is charming, and the big bright eyes are staring at her warily.

A sense of dryness rose up, and Zhan Mochen's throat could not help but roll up and down.

Yan Yan is like a charming little demon!
With her back to the light, An Yan couldn't see clearly the undercurrent surging in Zhan Mochen's eyes, but she was all too familiar with this scorching gaze.

"Don't come here!"

An Yan panicked, turned around and covered her exposed shoulders.

Zhan Mochen wouldn't listen to her. He chuckled, locked the door with his backhand, and walked over with long legs.

"What's going on? I just heard you yelling in pain?"

Lowering his eyes slightly and taking in the full view of the little woman's back, Zhan Mochen naturally noticed the tangled hair and zipper.

"Let me help you." Zhan Mochen raised his hand.

A heart-stopping masculine aura enveloped her, and An Yan was almost held in Zhan Mochen's arms.

She couldn't help but wince: "You are not allowed to touch me!"

"I can't guarantee this..." A teasing smile appeared on Zhan Mochen's lips.

Before the smile spread, a small hand was placed on the soft flesh of his waist.

"If you dare to touch me, don't blame me for being rude!"

An Ran's palm-sized face was tense and threatening.

Zhan Mochen was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help laughing and endured the pain in his stomach: "I'll try my best."

What should I do? I really want to laugh. Does Yanyan know that she is like a little lion with a fierce color but a soft heart?

With his brain one step faster than his hands, Zhan Mochen reached out and rubbed An Yan's messy head.

An Yan fired conditionally and twisted her fingers unceremoniously.

"Hiss!" Now it was Zhan Mochen's turn to gasp.

"Yan Yan is so cruel, so aggressive." Zhan Mochen's eyes were sad.

An Yan couldn't help gritting her teeth: "You can either help me untie it quickly or get out quickly! I'm really not polite if you move again!"

"Okay, I won't move."

Seeing that the little woman was really getting angry, Zhan Mochen raised his hands in surrender.

An Yan then let go of her hand and exposed her back to Zhan Mochen.

The white back has well-proportioned bones and flesh, with a plump and tender texture.

The shoulder blades are like beautiful butterflies, fragile and fatally beautiful.

"Cough cough."

Zhan Mochen swallowed twice, resisted the urge to put the person in his arms and throw him on the bed, and tried to focus on the zipper.

His slender fingers carefully pulled the zipper, and while pulling it, he carefully asked: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." An Yan replied in a low voice, fearing that Zhan Mochen would hear her trembling voice.

The two people were so close that she could clearly feel the man's hot breath coming from behind, and the exposed skin couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Fortunately, Zhan Mochen kept his promise and did not move his fingers, so she would not be defeated.

"Okay, I'll try to pull it down."

Zhan Mochen's mouth was dry and his voice became hoarse.

But with a slight movement of his fingers, An Yan made a hissing sound again.

Zhan Mochen's hand shook and he put it directly on her back: "Yanyan, does it hurt you?"

"No……"

An Yan endured the pain in her scalp and just hoped that this torturous moment would pass quickly.

But why did he put his whole hand up? Did he know that his hand was very hot!

Putting his slightly rough palm on the skin of An Yan's back, Zhan Mochen was keenly aware that the little woman's body was trembling slightly.

The beautiful thoughts dissipated a little, and Zhan Mochen suddenly felt distressed: "Which brand is this dress from? Don't buy his clothes again, the quality is really bad!"

"It's all your fault. What does it have to do with the skirt!" An Yan was furious.

If this stinky man hadn't suddenly knocked on the door and scared her, she wouldn't have done the stupid thing of getting her hair caught in the zipper!
"Okay, okay, it's all my fault, please calm down."

When Zhan Mochen saw that An Yan was really angry, he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore and concentrated on fighting the zipper.

After several attempts back and forth, the tangled hair and zipper were finally separated.

With her long hair free again, An Yan finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Okay, you can go out!"

An Yan turned around and opened her mouth to chase people away.

Zhan Mochen laughed angrily at the little woman: "You little heartless boy, what do you think of your man? Just throw it away after you use it?"

"Here, let me help you pull the zipper all the way, otherwise it will get tangled in your hair again later."

After Zhan Mochen finished speaking, he stretched out his long arms and forcefully turned the little woman trapped in his arms over.

With a little force from her big hand, the thin dress slid down completely, leaving half of An Yan's body exposed to the air.

"Zhan Mochen!"

Everything happened so fast that An Yan couldn't help but grit her teeth.

Zhan Mochen, however, chuckled lowly and simply stepped forward, grabbed An Yan and threw her onto the bed, trapping her directly between his body and the bed.

"Let me go, what do you want to do..."

This familiar movement made An Yan completely panic, and she punched and kicked her in Zhan Mochen's arms.

But the man had long hands and feet, and he quickly suppressed her resistance.

"Yanyan, be good, don't make trouble, I don't eat people."

Zhan Mochen quietly buried his face in An Yan's slender neck and made no further moves.

An Yan was trembling with fear, but she was also very happy.

Has the big bad wolf changed his gender?

Today's Zhan Mochen is not normal.

The next moment, Zhan Mochen made An Yan see his even more abnormal side.

(End of this chapter)