Evil Charm chief spoils his warm wife and is addicted

Chapter 78 Love (5)
Yu Xuan comforted, and Xia Xi also comforted Yimo, not letting her think too much.

"Well, maybe I'm thinking too much."

Then, the three women didn't talk about such a heavy issue anymore, and they finished a sumptuous dinner while laughing and laughing.

Then the seven of them sat down to eat and had a great time.After the dinner, everyone returned to their homes, and An Yimo accompanied An Mohan into the study.

"Who did Yimo meet today?"

An Mohan hugged her on his lap, resting his head on her neck, and blowing slowly, An Yimo felt a burst of heat in his neck, and his face turned red, she knew she couldn't hide it from An Mohan.

"Su Yue"

"Su Yue?"

An Mohan raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and made sure that he didn't remember this name, he looked at An Yimo with some doubts.

"Su Luo's younger sister, and Chen Hao has a very good relationship with her."

An Yimo frowned when he said this, and worried about An Chenhao again.

"What's up with her?"

Then, An Yimo told An Mohan about Su Yue and what she had in mind. After hearing this, An Mohan frowned. He just felt that this girl was not simple from what Yimo told her.

"She is not simple."

"You feel the same way?"

An Yimo asked, An Mohan nodded, but then comforted Yimo.

"However, it may have something to do with her childhood experience. After all, she and Su Luo grew up relying on the support of Shangguan's family, so they will have some thoughts in their hearts. Yi Mo, don't worry, Chen Hao is not young anymore. Besides, isn't Su Luo also by Chen Hao's side, he should be fine."

Actually, what An Mohan said was right, Su Yue didn't do any harm to An Chenhao, she just liked An Chenhao, but, sometimes, liking someone is letting go, and sometimes she is desperate and unscrupulous Now An Yimo and An Mohan don't know which method Su Yue will choose, in fact, even Su Yue herself doesn't know.

"By the way, what did you and Xiao Hao talk about in the study today? Did you talk about the bidding for the land in Kyoto?"

After An Mohan's comfort, An Yimo soon stopped thinking about it, and then changed the subject and asked about what they were talking about.

An Mohan nodded, let go of An Yimo, turned on his computer, and entered a page.

"Haotian Group's bidding plan?"

An Yimo was puzzled, but how could An Mohan have this? It was impossible for Xiao Hao to give it to him.

"Well, it was brought by Nanxuan. However, I asked Chenhao to have a look, and he said that they have given up on this plan."

An Mohan had a relaxed expression on his face, as if he didn't care about this matter at all.

"Whose attention did Haotian bid for so quickly?"

An Yimo asked.

"he……"

An Mohan only said about him, and An Yimo already knew who it was. He was An Chenhao's father and their uncle An Yuqing.

"Hmph, his hands are really long enough."

An Yimo smiled coldly, and An Mohan also had a cold face. When he mentioned that man, his heart was filled with hatred. In the end, it was An Yimo who recovered from it first, and the two of them talked for a while. Back to the bedroom.

When An Yimo came out of the bathroom, An Mohan was already lying on the bed. The bathrobe was scattered, revealing half of his chest. His messy hair made him look very relaxed. Needless to say, a pair of peach blossom eyes looked at An Yimo in a daze, eyes full of desire.

Of course, An Yimo would not let him down. Starting from the bathroom door, Yimo untied the belt of her bathrobe, and then walked step by step until she reached the bed, all her clothes had slipped to the floor .

She pressed her arms on the bed to support herself, and one leg was already half-kneeling on the bed. She bit her lower lip, with a shy expression on her face, and slowly crawled towards the place where An Mohan was lying.

An Mohan's beautiful peach blossom eyes sank when he saw An Yimo's appearance, but he didn't move. An Yimo curled his lips and crawled onto the bed with the other leg, then pulled the quilt to wrap himself tightly.

An Mohan raised his eyebrows when he saw her behavior, and then laughed out loud.

"Hahaha."

"why are you laughing?"

An Yimo frowned, and looked at An Mohan with a grievance on his face. There were faint tears in those bright eyes. Although An Mohan knew that she was faking, he still couldn't help pulling her into his arms , kissed her forehead.

And An Yimo, who had successfully fallen into An Mohan's arms, curled his lips into a smile where An Mohan couldn't see, and then moved his hands unscrupulously at the right time.

An Mohan felt the movement of the person in his arms, and smiled helplessly, but his peach blossom eyes were full of doting. It wasn't until An Yimo had played enough with him that An Mohan pulled her up and faced her. Looking at her, her eyes are already full of amorous feelings.

"An Yimo, do you know the consequences of your playing like this?"

An Yimo pretended to be innocent and shook his head. An Mohan looked at her with deeper eyes.

"Then let me tell you."

The result of a night of madness was that the next day, An Yimo slept until the afternoon, and when she woke up, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, but she was still sore after a whole day's sleep, and then she She just lay on the bed gorgeously and couldn't get up. It wasn't until she despised An Mohan in her heart that she realized that today was Sunday, and then she belatedly realized that this beautiful Sunday had been swept away. She fell asleep.

"Ah, ah, An Mohan, I'm going to kill you..."

A shrill female voice sounded in An's house. Aunt Lan and Uncle Zhang looked at each other with a smile and looked at the room where the sound came from. They shrugged in unison, expressing helplessness.

At this time, An Mohan, who was drinking together with Dai Yue, Zhan Nanxuan, and Xuan Siye, sneezed a few times abruptly.

"What's the matter, have a cold?"

Zhan Nanxuan looked at An Mohan, An Mohan rubbed his nose which was not very comfortable, shook his head, he didn't have a cold, it must be An Yimo who said him, remembering the madness last night, An Mohan looked However, his smile made Zhan Nanxuan and Xuan Siye understand, and then, An Mohan was despised by the two of them gorgeously.

"I think someone was too crazy last night and was scolded."

Xuan Siye looked at the peachy smile on An Mohan's face and joked, but, I have to say, Xuan Siye and the others really guessed right.

"Are you envious, jealous?"

An Mohan raised his eyebrows, but he agreed with what Xuan Siye said by asking this question, but he was not something Xuan Siye could joke about, even if he went too crazy, it was his and Yimo's business.

(End of this chapter)