President's Single-minded Love

The person in the mirror was still pretty, but the coat did not age her at all, but set off her elegance perfectly.

The edge of the sleeve is a tight ruffle, a little more beautiful.

Messi was also satisfied with it, and asked xiaonuo, "isn't it good?"

Yan xiaonuo looked left and right, nodded and smiling: "well, I like it very much."

"Wrap it up." Mercy said lightly to the shop assistant.

Smiling, the shop assistant took a new coat and packed it carefully. Yan xiaonuo wanted to take out the gold card she had given her before, but she handed another card to the clerk.

Yan xiaonuo is sorry to take out the card again. After settling the account, she takes out the black card and wants to return it to Moxi Jue when she is sitting in the car.

Mo Xi never want, light ground says: "you take it, password is your house number in Heng'an."

Yan xiaonuo also wanted to refuse, but looking at the face of Mo xijue, she swallowed the words down, forget it, she helped him to keep it.

Mo Xi Jue looked at her to wear the clothes of her choice, and the more she saw, the more satisfied she was.

Dinner in the Celine restaurant, Messi was originally to do the cleaning, but Xiao Nuo disagreed. She didn't like such a big restaurant. Only she and Moxi were there. It was too cold.

However, mosey never liked to be surrounded by many people, taking pictures and drooling at him. He felt like a priceless exhibit walking around.

Fortunately, the Xilin restaurant was big enough, and mosey decided to find a relatively quiet passage to a very quiet courtyard.

Yan xiaonuo found that Messi liked the yard very much.

Not to mention the size of the imperial castle and HengAn villa, even the hotel I stayed in London last time had a large balcony as wide as a courtyard.

Yan xiaonuo and Moxi will sit at the table, she saw the neatly placed knife and fork.

She always only likes to eat Chinese food. Even after she decided to get together with mexici, she did not eat Western food.

There were exquisite candlesticks on the white tablecloth rolling with Phnom Penh. It seemed that Messi would have been ready.

It's a pleasure to watch him eat with chopsticks. I never thought he was perfect with his knife and fork.

Yan xiaonuo felt that the right smell of steak on the plate had completely irresistible to her, because the man opposite was so beautiful.

"What am I doing?" Messi decided to cut the steak gracefully, with black eyes burning, "aren't you hungry after shopping so long?"

Yan xiaonuo bowed his head, his face was red, and his heart was full of deer. He said, "I, I drank milk tea and ate cake before, but I'm not very hungry."

With her lips curled slightly, she was in a very good mood. She did not expose her. Suddenly, she felt that it was a very happy thing for her to eat like this.

Yan xiaonuo asked softly, "do you often go out to eat Western food?"

Mo xijue's hand stopped for a moment, his black eyes flashed, "OK."

Yan xiaonuo slightly surprised, "OK?" What do you mean? Isn't eating a happy thing?

Mo xijue looked at her surprised expression and knew that his answer was too perfunctory, but he did not have the habit of exposing his pain in front of others, even in front of his most beloved woman.

Yan xiaonuo asked gently, "it's not like learning language with you again. Do you have tasks every day?"

In that case, mosijie's childhood would be miserable.

Mo xijue's hand stopped there, the sword eyebrow slightly wrinkled, Yan xiaonuo looked at the heart all ache.

Silence, sometimes a positive answer.

What kind of place is Mohism? Is his father a child or a machine?

Yan xiaonuo's hand holding the knife and fork was a little tight. Moxi definitely frowned, and his voice was mellow and deep: "it's not necessary."

After a silence, he added, "if you marry me, we don't have to go back to London and stay here."

Is this a promise?

Judging from the strict education he received as a child, Mo Lingtian, though cruel, has high expectations for him. Otherwise, how could he have spent so much time cultivating him.

Yan xiaonuo believes that with talent alone, Moxi will never achieve what he is today.

For her, I won't go back. Is that worth it? Yanxiaonuo doesn't want to investigate the true reliability of this promise. However, she is very happy that she said such words sincerely at the moment.

"I'll go to the bathroom." Yan xiaonuo suddenly relaxed and got up laughing.

Mo Xi Jue looked at the corner of her dress with her beautiful walking posture slightly raised, such as a butterfly, do not understand why she suddenly happy.

He knows that yanxiaonuo is not a person who easily believes in promises. She usually thinks carefully and weighs them before deciding whether to accept them or not.

Although he has made up his mind, it is still difficult for him to say whether Yan xiaonuo will believe him without hesitation.There was no taste in the steak, mercy thought.

In fact, eating for him really does not have any meaning, Yan xiaonuo accompany him to eat except.

Here, Yan xiaonuo came out of the bathroom and met the last person she wanted to see, Yan Wanju.

I had known that he would have let Messi clear the scene. It's really bad scenery and disgusting to meet Yan Wanju here.

On the other hand, Wanju also took the initiative to say hello to her, "sister, did you come with Messi?"

Yan xiaonuo thinks that as long as he doesn't talk to her, he won't be calculated by her.

Yan Wan Ju blocked her from going. Yan xiaonuo took a deep breath and said faintly, "a good dog doesn't block the way."

"Oh, my sister said this directly without asking me a word. No wonder Fu Jingyao would think you are mean." She said softly.

Yan xiaonuo's eyes were cold and his tone was cold: "are you here to show off your victory with me?"

With her arms in her arms, her rosy lips curled up in a beautiful radian, and her voice was like a silver bell: "ha ha, victory? You don't really think Fu Jingyao regards you as a good friend, do you? "

Yan xiaonuo stood there, clenched his hand and said with patience, "I just take her as a good friend, what can you do?"

"My good sister, I used to think you were stupid. Now I think you are stupid." Yan Wanju put away her smile and said sarcastically, "you just met by chance and depended on each other. Do you think she knows you, do you know her? In other words, believe it or not, she was the first one to betray you

Yan xiaonuo sneered: "as long as you don't stir up trouble in the middle, we will be OK."

Yan Wanju lowered her head and stroked her gorgeous nails. She said with a smile, "does that elder sister want to make a bet with me? Will Fu Jingyao hate you and betray you in the future?"

"I don't have to bet with you." Yan xiaonuo left this sentence and was about to leave.

Yan Wanju looks at Yan xiaonuo's back, and suddenly laughs.

Some words or Fu Jingyao to say the most appropriate, from her mouth to let Yan xiaonuo hear, Yan xiaonuo will only alert her, and try to stop defusing.

There is Messi Jue behind Yan xiaonuo. This omnipotent man can solve everything for her.

Thinking of this, Yan wanjuan's heart is a burst of uncontrollable jealousy. In terms of appearance and family background, she is no better than Yan xiaonuo, because of the design competition, is she chosen by Merci?

If this is the case, then she can also enter the vision of mexichi and win the favor of Mexico.

She just can't see that yanxiaonuo is better than her.

When Xiao Nuo went back, the steak was already cold, and she had no mood to eat.

A burst of tired sleepiness hit, Yan xiaonuo covered his mouth and yawned.

Mo Xi Jue saw it and asked, "sleepy?"

Yan xiaonuo nodded and laughed at him with regret.

He got up and put on his windbreaker and whispered, "let's go back."

Yan xiaonuo felt that staying here for more than one minute made him feel uncomfortable and nodded repeatedly.

She reached out her hand, took the hand of Mo xijue and was about to leave.

But he did not move. He took her to his arms and helped her to tuck her hair behind her ears.

Yan xiaonuo raised his eyes to look at his black eyes, eyes gentle like water.

"Don't be infatuated with flowers."

Yan xiaonuo was said to lower his head, unconscious face flying red.

They left hand in hand, did not see behind that pair of eyes full of jealousy.

Obviously, he is a man who is so cold in front of the camera, but xiaonuo is so gentle. This gentleness and his domineering temperament have a strong conflict and collision. The two temperament are mixed together, which is gorgeous and charming like a kaleidoscope.

The most hateful is, so even if the blink of an eye is so handsome man, his full of tenderness and honey to Yan xiaonuo, this is not as good as his own woman.

Yan Wanju bit her lips, and her jealousy turned her pretty face into a little bit twisted.

Li Jing and Yan Yuqing found yanwanju. Li Jing took yanwanju's hand and looked at the imprint on her palm with heartache and said, "my child, don't hurt yourself like this."

Yan Yuqing's eyes are full of sinister and vicious, "a little can't bear to make a big plan."

Yan Wanju then gently let go of her hand, and in her eyes, she said coldly, "do you know who Moxi is?"

Yan Yuqing and Li Jing looked at each other. Li Jing held her daughter in her arms, and her tone was full of worry: "what's the matter with you? Are you ill? "

Yan Wanju laughed. The smile was so terrible. The beautiful eyes looked at her mother and said, "it's the man who was bumped into the viaduct and asked me to go to the hotel!"

Yan Yuqing and Li Jing are both stunned.

"That's the man who belongs to me." Yan Wanju punched the wall next to her, and her eyes were filled with vicious madness. "Yan xiaonuo has never said anything. Instead, she blackmailed us with this matter again and again, but she has made great progress in her career."Yan Yuqing and Li Jing were so surprised that they couldn't say anything. Obviously, they couldn't accept the fact. Yanyu asked coldly, "how do you know?"

"I just went out and saw the Bugatti Veyron."

It's all self-evident.