Mummy is here, daddy spoils!

Mrs. Yan smiled more happily. She nodded and said "OK". The more she looked at Mo Qingchen, the more she felt that her son-in-law made her very satisfied.

"All right, keep your expression back!" Yan Fu reminded nearby.

"Hum!" Mrs. Yan went back, "you will pretend. Don't think I don't know. You're not happy!"

Mrs. Yan took Xia Zhian's hand and told her there.

What "the couple should get along well", "learn to communicate when there are contradictions", "the two should support and understand each other", Xia Zhian's head is getting lower and lower.

On the contrary, Mo Qingchen seriously assured the two elders that he would take good care of Xia Zhian and love her in his heart.

"You're enough." Xia Zhian pulled the sleeve of La Mo Qingchen and asked him to shut up quickly.

There was a harmonious and happy appearance in the box, but Yan Xinger, who stood at the door of the box, felt like falling into a cold cellar.

Yan Xinger doesn't understand that it's also her birthday. Why does it seem that Xia Zhian is in spring, but she seems to be trapped in cold winter?

Many pictures flashed uncontrollably in Yan Xinger's mind: Yan's father and mother booed Xia Zhian at the dinner table; The gossip of servants in the Yan Family; And Mo Qingchen said that the person he loved was Xia Zhian!

Bit by bit, it was like the dark fire flashing in hell, nailing Yan Xinger to the cross and burning it.

The burning jealousy seemed to burn her up.

What will treat her equally and what will continue to treat her as their own are all deceptive.

Everyone only likes Xia Zhian, leaving her just to prevent people from poking the backbone, saying that their Yan family are cold-blooded and indifferent people!

Yan Xinger wants to destroy all this. Since she is unhappy, let's go to hell together. No one wants to be happy today!

Just as she put her hand on the doorknob and tried to push the door in, a sarcastic voice sounded after she was cold.

"Why, not reconciled?" the man laughed recklessly and continued, "the old Miss Yan family is now just an abandoned son, trampled on by Xia Zhian!"

Yan Xinger suddenly turned around and saw a very familiar face - Sun Mingzhu!

"Why are you here?" Yan Xinger asked.

"Ha ha..." Sun Mingzhu smiled very happily and asked, "if I'm not here, I'll miss the beautiful scene of the former Miss Yan's confession and being rejected?"

Sun Mingzhu mercilessly laughed at Yan Xinger. She also felt pain in her heart, but at this moment she was strangely cheerful.

Perhaps it has been hit to the bottom by Mo Qingchen and Xia Zhian. When facing sun Mingzhu, Yan Xinger didn't feel so ugly. She can even laugh.

"What if I see it? Is it because of you that ah Chen refused me?" Yan Xinger asked. By implication, how old are you? Aren't you a loser?

Sun Mingzhu really couldn't refute this, so she had to attack Yan Xinger in another direction.

"Today is Miss Yan's birthday, oh..." Sun Mingzhu made a sudden appearance, patted her forehead, "sorry" and said, "Oh, my memory, it seems that I should change now. It's Miss Xia Xinger, ha ha..."

Sun Mingzhu is extremely vicious.

"What qualifications do you have to say such words? Even now, my surname is still 'Yan'. You think a mere Sun family can climb on my head. Wake up!"

"If the sun family is in trouble, it's also the shelter for your Father Sun Zhen! Your father came to my house, so he specially changed his surname. And if you didn't hold it wrong, you would have a chance to enjoy the life of Miss Qianjin for more than 20 years? In the final analysis, you're just a poor man!" Sun Mingzhu said proudly.

"I won't admit that kind of father at all. Even if I left the Yan Family for so many years, what the Yan family gave me is unimaginable to your Sun family. What are you proud of?" Yan Xinger smiled and was trampled by Xia Zhian. Does Sun Mingzhu still dream of humiliating her? It's really not self-sufficient.

Two people are like chicken pecking at each other. You and I attack each other with the most vicious words, trying to prove that they are not as miserable as each other.

After a war of words and sarcasm, the two people suddenly calmed down.

Yan Xinger put away his mockery. Suddenly, he smiled helplessly and sighed, "Oh... What are we arguing here? Aren't we all lost to Xia Zhian?"

Sun Mingzhu couldn't speak. Yes, what quarrel did she have with Yan Xinger? Does she want to be the woman standing next to Mo Qingchen now?

"Speaking of it, I didn't expect to lose to Xia Zhian." Sun Mingzhu looked at Yan Xinger, his eyes shining brightly, and asked, "Yan Xinger, are you willing?"

"I once thought that if I couldn't get Aachen, I might lose to you," Sun Mingzhu said.

Yan Xinger looked at her and said to himself, "lose to me? What was the situation just now? Didn't you see it all?"

The two women were silent at the same time. They couldn't help thinking of the scene when Mo Qingchen said he was dating Xia Zhian.

Combined with this situation and this scene, it is indeed ironic enough!

"To put it bluntly, we are half weight..." Sun Mingzhu shook her head and said.

Suddenly, an idea came into sun Mingzhu's mind.

Since she can try to cooperate with Mo Waner, why can't she cooperate with Yan Xinger?

Although she once felt that Yan Xinger's current situation seemed inferior to her, Yan Xinger said something right. Now the Yan family still recognizes her, and after this blow, Yan Xinger must hate Xia Zhian.

Moreover, Mo Waner's useless thing, how long has it been, let Mo yezhuo pursue Xia Zhian, but there is no news. On the contrary, Xia Zhian has officially established a relationship with Mo Qingchen!

Anyway, it's an extra helper to pull Yan Xinger over.

Thinking of this, sun Mingzhu changed her previous sarcastic state and turned to an "old friend" attitude and said with concern: "Alas, has your life become very sad since the Yan Family recognized Xia Zhian?"

Although the atmosphere between the two people is no longer tense, but complain to sun Mingzhu?

Forget it, it's strange.

"Didn't you still satirize me just now?" Yan Xinger said directly with a sarcastic smile on his mouth, "what kind of bosom sister do you pretend to be now?"

Sun Mingzhu knows that the contrast before and after her is a little unacceptable.

But let Mo Waner instigate Mo yezhuo to seduce Xia Zhian. This move is too circuitous and has little effect. Now she wants to use Yan Xinger, so she naturally has to put down her face.

"Irony is right, but now that we have lost to Xia Zhian, what strength can I fight with you?" Sun Mingzhu smiled as if relieved, and said, "aren't we all the same poor?"

Yan Xinger thought of the depression in her heart again. No, she is not the same as sun Mingzhu.

Sun Mingzhu never got it, but she got it and lost it again. The pain should be more unforgettable.

"If you have something to say, don't pretend to be a good man." Yan Xinger's most angry time has passed, and his reason slowly returns, so it's not so easy to fool.

Sun Mingzhu seemed very confident and didn't beat around the bush. She said directly, "OK, I'll say it clearly. Yan Xinger, do you want to cooperate with me to get rid of Xia Zhian?"

Yes, this is sun Mingzhu's idea. Let Yan Xinger kill Xia Zhian!

Xia Zhian has been with Mo Qingchen. Since they can't be separated, they just don't do it one or two, so that their two Yin and yang are separated.

At that time, Mo Qingchen will miss it again and will eventually pass.

She is the biological mother of the dragon and Phoenix fetus. As long as Xia Zhian dies, she may be with Mo Qingchen.

"Get rid of Xia Zhian?" Yan Xinger subconsciously repeated sun Mingzhu's words, and then realized what it meant. She looked at Sun Mingzhu in shock.

"Are you crazy?" Yan Xinger asked. She even stepped back.

Yes, Yan Xinger wants Xia Zhian to return everything she robbed her, but how to return it - she has never considered more details, so she doesn't have the idea of "dying" Xia Zhian in her heart.

Sun Mingzhu looked at Yan Xinger and didn't seem surprised by her reaction.

"Of course not," asked sun Mingzhu, like a demon who stretched out a tempting hand. "Yan Xinger, ask your own heart. Do you really don't want Xia Zhian to disappear?"

Yan Xinger didn't speak and his mind was full of confusion.

"This woman has robbed you of everything, your identity, status, wealth, and even your favorite man. As long as Xia Zhian exists one day, she will always be the real Miss Yan family, and you are a fake despised by individuals, as well as Mo Qingchen. He will only stare at Xia Zhian and won't give you even a superfluous look."

Sun Mingzhu asked, "is this what you want?"

Yan Xinger was questioned and couldn't answer. It seemed that she was facing such a straightforward and bloody question for the first time. Her brain seemed to be stuck by something and couldn't turn around for a moment.

"Enough, stop!" Yan Xinger raised his head, his eyes flushed, stared at Sun Mingzhu and said, "in the final analysis, you also have selfish desires, but you just want to use me!"

"No, I'm not using you," Sun Mingzhu said. "I admit I have selfish desires. Who has no selfish desires at all? But I'm not using you. I want to cooperate with you."

"Get rid of Xia Zhian. As for who can get what he wants and stay with ah Chen, it depends on his ability." Sun Mingzhu took out the set of seducing Mo Waner and used it perfectly on Yan Xinger.

"You... Let me think about it." Yan Xinger wavered. She knew that she was too confused to make any decision at the moment, so she wanted more time.

Sun Mingzhu seemed to have seen the end and said with confidence, "OK, give me the answer when you think it over."

With that, sun Mingzhu turned and left. She also had a meal in this hotel today.

Yan Xinger's mind is buzzing. There is no doubt that she hates Xia Zhian, but it's far from that to let Xia Zhian die.

Forget it, don't fall ill with sun Mingzhu, Yan Xinger thought so.

Once again, the hand held the door handle. The laughter inside seemed to be separated by only a thin door, but there were two different worlds inside and outside the door.

The embarrassment that the confession was rejected swept over again. Yan Xinger was bored. She really didn't want to go in and face the cold face of Mo Qingchen, let alone pretend to smile and flatter.

"Hey, where are you?" Yan Xinger turned and walked in the opposite direction.

"What's the matter? Isn't today your birthday, birthday star?" laughter came over the phone.

"Come out with me for a drink!" Yan Xinger said. She had walked to the door of the hotel, stopped a taxi and fled her birthday party.

Hehe... Her? It's Xia Zhian's, isn't it!

Yan Xinger summoned friends to accompany him on his birthday. Naturally, they did not turn back and immediately rushed to Yan Xinger's bar from all places.

As soon as I got to the card seat, I was stunned by the scene in front of me.

"My God, xing'er, how much did you order?" the sister's chin was almost shocked. I haven't seen Yan xing'er drink so much on his own.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Yan Xinger held a wine bottle in his hand. The whole person fell into the sofa and murmured, "today I treat, drink, drink casually, give me a drink. I'm happy. If I'm not happy, don't go home!"

Sisters are directly stupid. Have you drunk too much?

Friends who can call out at this time are usually the most iron relationship. Although Yan Xinger is in a bad situation these days, no one sneers at her. On the contrary, they are worried that she will be uncomfortable if she gets too drunk.

"Well, well," a sister snatched the bottle out of her hand and advised, "xing'er, don't drink, or it's not good to go back drunk and be seen by your family."

After all, Yan Xinger is usually a gentle and generous image of a good girl. Such a "forthright" is not uncommon, but has never seen it at all.

"Don't talk about them, where can they see me?" Yan Xinger was very wronged. He held his friend's shoulder and buried it in people's arms and complained, "Xia Zhian, Xia Zhian, what is Xia Zhian? What am I? Was it my fault that happened in those years? Why should I bear it! I've been a young lady for more than 20 years. Now I want to take back all this, why!"

"She's good. There's nothing unacceptable about her changing from a poor man to a daughter. What about me? Let me be laughed at by servants at home. Have they ever thought about how I feel?"

The sisters also knew that she was depressed and let her vent to her heart's content.

Although someone stopped her, at Yan Xinger's insistence, she soon got drunk. Worried about her accident, her friends took her out of the bar and took a taxi to take her home in person. She didn't leave until she was handed over to the servant.

The Yan family is cold at the moment. Everyone is celebrating their birthday in the hotel, leaving only a room full of servants.

Servants could have been lazy, but now they have to serve the drunken Yan Xinger. Of course, they complain a lot.

"Hmm..." Yan Xinger was thrown on the sofa in the living room. The wind blew along the way. She actually woke up a lot, but because she was too sad, she pretended to be crazy with wine and wanted to relieve her sad mood.

Rubbed his swollen head, Yan Xinger told the servant, "my head hurts... You, you, go and help me get a sobering soup."

This look, where is the gentleness of half a day?

The servants thought Yan Xinger was drunk and had no scruples when talking.

"What's the big lady? What's the difference between drinking like this and those hostesses outside?"

"Isn't today a birthday party? How did she come back alone?"

"Ha ha..." someone smiled bitterly and guessed maliciously, "maybe I was despised at the party. After all, it's a fake. The Yan Family's birthday party is not prepared for the real lady!"

"Yes, I heard the master and his wife say that day. It was supposed to be a big deal, but Miss Xia didn't seem very happy. She became a family banquet and spoiled her!"

"Isn't that normal? Every time it's the big lady's business, my wife does it herself. Last time I went shopping with my wife, I bought a lot of things for the big lady!"

"Well, well, stop talking. I have to make sobering Soup for this fake. I'm so tired. I don't know how to make trouble when I'm drunk like this!"

"Don't throw up. I don't want to clean up -"

Yan Xinger was really dizzy, but she collapsed on the sofa and listened to the servants' most real complaints, but her mind became more and more sober.

It's really a face-to-face set, a back set!

Wine is strong and courageous. Moreover, in front of these servants, Yan Xinger still has the capital to play prestige.

"I really can't stand her. When can the real eldest lady come back? Last time I saw her, I thought she had a good temper, a thousand times better than this fake!"

"Who knows?"

The palm hanging on the side of her body was held more and more tightly. Yan Xinger only felt the green veins on her forehead beating wildly. Her heart was tightly held by something, and she was almost unable to breathe.

Xia Zhian, it's all your fault!

A voice roared in Yan Xinger's heart. As long as Xia Zhian disappeared, as long as she disappeared, everything can return to the original track!

The doting of her parents, the envy of her friends and the attachment of her lover... She wants them all!

The servant lingered in the kitchen for a long time. He was still worried that Yan Xinger would get out of control in the living room. He came back with sobering soup. He was relieved to see that Yan Xinger seemed to be the same.

"Miss xing'er?" the servant called again tentatively, "miss xing'er, the sobering soup is coming..."

Yan Xinger didn't respond. When the servant bent down and approached, she suddenly opened her eyes. There was a look of drunkenness in the bottom of her eyes.

"Ah --" the servant whispered, subconsciously stepped back and stammered, "wake up, sober up soup is ready."

Yan Xinger got up from the sofa, glanced at the sobering soup on the tea table, turned his hand over and said, "bring it."

"Er..." the servant was stunned for a moment and then reflected what was going on. He immediately "respectfully" picked up the sobering soup and just handed it to Yan Xinger——

Yan Xinger waved his wrist vigorously when the soup bowl was close to her hand.

With the "bang -" sound, the soup bowl rolled to the ground, and the broken soup splashed on the floor.

The servant was completely ignorant. He couldn't believe what had happened this second.

"What's the matter with you?" Yan Xinger frowned, looked at the trembling servant discontentedly, and asked, "haven't you had enough food? You can't even carry a soup bowl?"

Servant: "..." the atmosphere didn't dare to breathe. He bowed his head and shrunk his shoulders and stood there innocently.

"So, usually eat more, work more and say less useless words." Yan Xinger almost squeezed out of his teeth in the last few words.

The warning suddenly woke the servant up and immediately explained: "miss xing'er, you misunderstood. I'll clean up the living room and make you a bowl of sobering soup immediately. I, I'll act quickly -"

Seeing that the other party was frightened, Yan Xinger was very satisfied. She bent her lips, touched her temples and said, "hey... I suddenly feel that my head is not so dizzy, so you don't have to do it anymore."

Then Yan Xinger smiled, as if everything had never happened just now, and walked upstairs with high heels, leaving the servant completely stupid.

Just entering the room, the cloud light wind on Yan Xinger's face was light and fleeting. Instead, he gnawed his teeth.

Without hesitation, she took out her mobile phone and dialed sun Mingzhu.

"Hello?" Sun Mingzhu seems to have some accidents.

Of course, her surprise was not that she received a call from Yan Xinger, but that she didn't expect it to be so fast.

"It's me, Yan Xinger," she said, with a fierce face. "I've thought about it and think we can try to cooperate."

"I have said that for you and me, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages." Sun Mingzhu said contentedly, but he despised Yan Xinger's behavior in his heart.

Well, if I had known so, what kind of dignified young lady was installed before? Only a few hours before and after, so quickly repented!

Yan Xinger snorted coldly and asked, "now that we have decided to cooperate, what do you think? Let's hear it?"

Sun Mingzhu's brain turned quickly. She was bubbling with bad water. Immediately, she said to Yan Xinger on the phone: "I think since we have to do it sooner or later, it's better to be early than late. First, it's a long night's dream, and second, we have to take advantage of Xia Zhian's failure to completely stand firm."

"For example?" Yan Xinger asked.

"First of all, although your parents feel indebted to Xia Zhian, after all, the time to recognize relatives is short, many things don't happen, and some things don't change so fast. Xia Zhian doesn't have the right to speak now, so you have to find a way to gain the upper hand in money." Sun Mingzhu calculated.

"It's impossible," Yan Xinger said firmly.

"Why?" Sun Mingzhu frowned.

"In less than a week after determining Xia Zhian's identity, in order to compensate her for the grievances she has suffered for so many years, my parents have already distributed part of the company's shares to her. It is directly transferred to her name, and now it is impossible to get it back." Yan Xinger said, and she was also angry. After all, Xia Zhian has more things in her hand than she!

Sun Mingzhu was shocked. She never thought that Yan's father and mother would be so anxious and generous.

Transfer Yan's shares?

Isn't Xia Zhian a proper little rich woman now? She doesn't have to do anything. She can live a particularly moist life only with Yan's monthly dividend.

Sun Mingzhu is sour. Her mother takes sun seriously. In the final analysis, she has nothing but the name of a eldest lady and the only heir.

Xia Zhian was originally a junk she despised. She suddenly became a famous young lady. She still had so much money in her hand.

When Sun Zhen called for money, she said she had no money! It's all a lie!

"Ha ha..." Sun Mingzhu said angrily, "it seems that Xia Zhian's position in your parents' hearts is not low!"

Yan Xinger is noncommittal about this. She even feels more real than sun Mingzhu.

This is one of the reasons why she chose to cooperate.

"So... There's no other way?" Yan Xinger asked, suddenly questioning the decision to cooperate with sun Mingzhu.

"Of course not," Sun Mingzhu must have left behind. Sure enough, she continued, "since we can't make a breakthrough in this area, let's change our thinking. You can find a chance to tie Xia Zhian directly -"

Yan Xinger held her breath and listened carefully. Sun Mingzhu said on the phone: "you don't have to worry about the back things. Just give it to me. As long as Xia Zhian comes to me, I can guarantee that she will never come back!"

With that, sun Mingzhu showed a gloomy smile on her face.

Yan Xinger is also silent. She seems to be thinking about sun Mingzhu's words and looking for an opportunity to kidnap Xia Zhian. What kind of opportunity is it?

"Can you do it?" Sun Mingzhu's voice rang again after a long time.

Yan Xinger didn't answer immediately. She was a little afraid. After all, kidnapping - this has involved a crime. Once the incident broke out, she said that the consequences would be much worse than she thought.

Sun Mingzhu was not in a hurry. She waited patiently.

It's not the first time for her to fall into hell, so she has full patience.

And this patience and calm comes entirely from extreme self-confidence, because she is sure that Yan Xinger will agree.

Sure enough, after a fierce ideological struggle, Yan Xinger said, "yes."

What kind of beautiful world will Xia Zhian disappear forever?

Yan Xinger can't wait.

After graduation, Xia Zhian still stayed in Mohism. These days, the class group was very lively.

About the graduation trip proposed by the monitor, there was a great response in the group. Many students signed up to participate, and they were in the state of "bringing along their families".

To say how eager Xia Zhian is to participate, it's not, so she hasn't made a statement yet.

That day, the monitor knocked on Xia Zhian's chat window alone.

"Zhi'an, the registration for the graduation trip is almost over. Do you want to participate?" this is the message sent by the monitor.

Xia Zhian's fingers stopped on the keyboard and answered, but she didn't reply immediately.

Although I don't have a deep friendship with my classmates, I've been together for almost four years, and I rarely have the opportunity to meet again in the future. At this time, I'm in the "sentimental" season of graduation season, and people's emotions are easily affected by the environment.

"OK, I'll sign up too." Xia Zhian finally replied.

In the evening, Xia Zhian told Mo Qingchen about it.

"Mr. Mo, our class organized a graduation trip for three days and two nights. I plan to participate." Xia Zhian said to Mo Qingchen before going to bed.

"Travel?"

Three days and two nights, and the night?

Mo Qingchen immediately frowned, which didn't mean that he couldn't hold Xia Zhian to sleep for at least two nights?

Xia Zhian had been at school for some time before, and Mo Qingchen was already very upset. This trip, plus going back and forth, didn't know it would take a few days. He said reluctantly, "no, don't go."

Xia Zhian was angry with the man's bullying and said, "I have signed up and paid the money. If you don't agree, I'll go too."

"I'll double compensate you for your loss." Mo Qingchen responded more domineering.

Xia Zhian: "

Sure enough, he is a rich young master. He is used to doing whatever he wants!

"Who wants your money? I want to travel!" Xia Zhian insisted.

Mo Qingchen knew Xia Zhian's weakness very well. He ate soft but not hard. In case of such a thing, he couldn't be hard with her, so he immediately changed his routine.

"We are now in a relationship between men and women. You can't make such a decision without considering my opinion," Mo Qingchen said.

"So your opinion is to stop me from going?" Xia Zhian asked.

"Neither," Mo Qingchen explained. "If you want to travel, I can accompany you, but why do you have to leave me and go with your classmates?"

"This is a graduation trip. I don't go with my classmates. Who do I go with?" Xia Zhian retorted naturally.

Mo Qingchen stopped talking and checked the email with his mobile phone, but his expression was clearly saying that he was unhappy.

Xia Zhian watched it for a while. She was happy enough. Then she thought that she could not really make people unhappy, so she gathered together to annoy him.

"What are you looking at?" Xia Zhian asked.

"Mail." Mo Qingchen replied coldly.

"Well... Do you agree or disagree with me?" Xia Zhian asked deliberately.

Mo Qingchen stopped talking again. Anyway, he would never say "agree".

Xia Zhian finally couldn't help laughing and said, "well, I tease you. In fact, this graduation trip is allowed to bring family members, so I paid the monitor two people's money."

With that, Xia Zhian looked at someone with curved eyebrows and eyes.

Mo Qingchen moved his eyes from the mobile phone screen to Xia Zhian's face, but he still didn't speak.

Xia Zhian was stunned. Was she wrong? Mo Qingchen didn't want to go with her?

Also, after all, Mo Qingchen is "old". What common language can he have with "little fart children" like them? It is estimated that he will only feel annoyed and waste Mo's precious time.

Just when Xia Zhian's smile gradually became stiff, Mo Qingchen suddenly moved. He left half of the email he had checked, grabbed Xia Zhian, tickled her, and said, "little thing, you're bad at learning. Dare to tease me, don't you?"

"Ha ha..." Xia Zhian could not help but wriggle to hide.

Tears are almost laughing. I can only beg for mercy.

"Ha ha... Don't, don't get me," Xia Zhian pushed and hid, "Okay, ha ha... I'm wrong, can't I be wrong?"

Mo Qingchen let go of her, wiped away the tears from her eyes, and scolded in a low voice: "little villain."

Xia Zhian turned to pick up her mobile phone, turned over the timetable sent by the monitor in the group and handed it to Mo Qingchen.

"Ah, this is the time and itinerary. Will you go with me?" Xia Zhian looked forward to Mo Qingchen.

Although it is a graduation trip, if Mo Qingchen is willing to go, it seems to become more different.

There is a difference of seven years between them, and their growth steps must not coincide, but at this moment, if Mo Qingchen can accompany her, it is like witnessing her entering this society from the ivory tower.

It doesn't feel bad either.

Mo Qingchen glanced at her mobile phone screen, secretly wrote down the time in his heart, and proudly said, "OK."

Xia Zhian's happy research started something else.

There was only a warm yellow bedside lamp in the bedroom. The two people leaned quietly at the head of the bed. Mo Qingchen continued to read half of his email. Xia Zhian turned over the itinerary in her mobile phone and wondered what she wanted to prepare.

This picture has a touch of warmth.

When she went out to play this season, water was an absolutely indispensable theme. Xia Zhian thought together and found that she didn't have a swimsuit, so she immediately opened a treasure and searched it.

In order to stimulate consumption, things like swimsuits, of course, are looking for hot models.

Looking at the hottest goods at the top of the search page, Xia Zhian's cheeks are burning slowly, which is... Too embarrassing.

Although it's normal to wear swimsuits on the beach, students who usually meet in neat clothes do have to cross the invisible obstacle in their hearts if they want to meet so "* *" for a time.

Xia Zhian thought, it's better to buy the most common and conservative style.

She focused on her mobile phone, completely didn't notice that the next mo Qingchen had finished reading the email, and some curious eyes were glancing at her screen.

"What are you looking at?" Mo Qingchen didn't see it very clearly. He just thought the picture was very cool.

"Ah?" Xia Zhian suddenly raised her head, just in time for the eyes of Shang Mo Qingchen, and immediately covered her mobile phone page without 300 liang of silver here. Keng explained, "no, I didn't see anything."

Xia Zhian felt guilty and stuffed her mobile phone under the pillow behind her. She looked like a baby protector. She was afraid that Mo Qingchen would rob her mobile phone.

"Yes, to travel, you always have to prepare something useful in advance." Xia Zhian's voice became lower and lower. At the same time, she felt strange. She just bought a swimsuit herself. Why should she be guilty?

However, this posture has been put forward, and she can't be generous now.

The more guilty, the more words, this truth Mo Qingchen still understands.

"Take it out yourself." Mo Qingchen said, putting pressure on Xia Zhian with his eyes.

"Er......" Xia Zhian hesitated for a few seconds and turned over her mobile phone. "What are you fierce? I just bought a swimsuit."

Who killed her? I'm almost guilty.

"Buy it, I'll buy it for you," said Mo Qingchen. He suddenly felt that he was too careless. Last time he asked the Secretary to help purchase, he actually forgot something as important as swimsuits. "Come on, I'll help you choose."

The right to use the mobile phone was temporarily deprived. Xia Zhian pursed her lips discontentedly and watched Mo Qingchen delimit her mobile phone there.

This search page is full of hot models wearing cool swimsuits. Mo Qingchen looks at it like this. Xia Zhian is a little unhappy.

But this secret thought has not been said yet. The more you want to be angry, the more angry you are, the more wronged you are!

Mo Qingchen didn't choose difficulty. He didn't draw for two minutes, so he added two pieces in the shopping cart and immediately jumped to the payment page. He wanted to say that Xia Zhian would pay by himself, and then he gave her the money. After all, he said "buy it for her husband", but on second thought, he directly chose to pay on behalf of her.

Xia Zhian saw that he went to get his mobile phone again and asked, "what are you doing?"

"Pay."

Xia Zhian: "..." what? Why did she pay? She hasn't seen what she bought!

Immediately grabbed his mobile phone and looked through the payment order. Xia Zhian's face instantly turned red.

Two swimsuits, a normal, ordinary and conservative swimsuit, a bikini, or super sexy.

"No, don't worry about paying!" Xia Zhian took Mo Qingchen's hand and said shyly, "why do you buy two? One is enough."

"Oh?" Mo Qingchen looked at her with an eyebrow and asked, "which one do you want?"

Xia Zhian closed her eyes and said, "of course it's conservative. I don't want a bikini!"

Under the joking eyes of Mo Qingchen, Xia Zhian looked like she accepted her fate and explained: "in front of her classmates, it's so strange to dress like that. I'll be embarrassed. I'm sure I don't dare to wear it out."

After saying this, Xia Zhian's face was like a ripe tomato. If she took a bite, she would overflow with juice.

"You think so!" said Mo Qingchen, with a possessive look on his face. "In front of your classmates, you are only allowed to wear that ugly one. The bikini is worn to me in private."

Xia Zhian: "

Hooligans! Such a righteous hooligan, Mo Qingchen is really the first!

Why should I show you?

Xia Zhian didn't agree, but she also learned to play smart. She confused the enemy's sight first and said, "Oh, I know."

Hum, just be perfunctory to Mr. mo. when the things arrive, she will immediately return the bikini. It must be her who will pack up at that time. She pretended to forget not to bring it.

Plan pass!

About the graduation trip, I must say hello to Xia Yifan and two little sticky people in advance.

Xia Yifan doesn't care about this. After all, whether Mo Qingchen and Xia Zhian are at home has basically no impact on him.

But Mo Jinnian and Mo Jintang are not happy.

"Hum, mom only likes dad now," Mo Jintang held her arm and counted Xia Zhian's "crimes", "sleep with dad and play with dad. She used to send candy and her brother to school, but now she doesn't send it!"

Mo Jintang's angry face was like a small steamed stuffed bun. Xia Zhian was turned over by Meng. She couldn't help but pinch it, but she avoided it.

"Why don't you pinch dad's face? You don't bring candy to play

Mo Jinnian also had a little dissatisfaction in his heart, but his acceptance ability significantly exceeded that of Mo Jintang, so he kindly helped persuade the angry steamed stuffed bun.