Be a scholar after rebirth

Chapter 1463 I have nothing to do with Yang Zijun

Chapter 1463 I have nothing to do with Yang Zijun

Before Yang Zijun could kiss her, he raised his hand and pushed him violently, and turned his head to the side.

Yang Zijun didn't kiss An Ying, he seemed a little reconciled, pinched An Ying's chin with one hand, straightened her head, and was about to kiss him again, when suddenly a fist landed on his face, as if with a With the average strength of a thousand catties, he was stunned when he was hit.

When he looked up, he saw Shen Mo standing in front of him, with a tall and straight figure, condescending like a god.

Yang Zijun bit the blood from the corner of his lips, and stood up from the ground.

Shen Mo stretched out his hand towards An Ying, and An Ying put her hand in his.

Pulling An Ying up, before An Ying could stand still, he bent down again and hugged her horizontally.

An Ying clasped his neck with both hands, and looked at his face quietly. There was no expression on his handsome face, as if his face had been quenched by ice, which made people feel chilly.

An Ying opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but suddenly found that she couldn't utter a single word.

In the end, he didn't say anything, and he didn't know what Shen Mo was thinking.

He hugged her and went straight back to the room given to An Ying in the racecourse.

Kicked the door shut and made a 'Peng' sound.

An Ying was taken aback, she had never seen Shen Mo like this before.

He threw An Ying on the bed, turned around and went to the bathroom.

An Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and just as she was about to get out of bed, Shen Mo suddenly came out of the bathroom again, holding a towel in her hand, without saying a word, silently helped An Ying wipe her face with the towel, and then kept covering her face with the towel on his lips.

"Well, I'll do it myself." An Ying bit her lower lip, wanting to take the towel.

Shen Mo didn't give her the towel at first, but just stared at her deeply for a long time, his eyes were clearly brewing with monstrous anger, but his face was so calm that it was frightening.

An Ying didn't dare to get the towel, so she could only sit there blankly, but Shen Mo suddenly stuffed the towel into her hand, took a step back, and sat on the chair next to her.

An Ying wiped her face and hands carefully, jumped out of bed again, and patted the grass that she accidentally brought on her body.

Just as she was going to the bathroom to hang up towels, Shen Mo's voice suddenly rang out, "I said on the day of the wedding that all I want is loyalty. Is this not possible?"

His voice was clear, and An Ying's steps stopped suddenly.

She turned to look at Shen Mo, "I have nothing to do with Yang Zijun, nothing."

Shen Mo looked at An Ying's appearance, and was silent for a long time. He tried his best to suppress the anger in his chest, but after all, he didn't explode.

It's not unreasonable for everyone to say that Mo Shao is a cold and bloodthirsty person. In this world, nothing happens for no reason.

Shen Mo really has a bad temper, and he is more ruthless, or the means are more cruel. He needs a result he wants to do anything, so he never cares about the process, maybe the process will be crueler, he will don't care.

Of course, that was just Shen Mo in the past, but now Shen Mo has someone he cares about, and he doesn't want the woman he cares about to think he is cold-blooded and cruel, so, in front of An Ying, Shen Mo's image has always been It's the kind of warm man.

Today, he almost broke out, but in the end, he still endured it.

He took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to An Ying, "It's gone."

(End of this chapter)

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