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"Miss, can you zip up my clothes for me?"

As soon as An Xiaoxiao finished speaking, Jun Mohan winked at Meisha and walked in.

Seeing the snow-white back, his eyes became deep, and his slender fingers pinched the zipper and slowly moved upwards.

"All right."

Jun Mohan's hoarse voice came from behind, An Xiaoxiao turned her head subconsciously, and looked at him in disbelief, "Why are you here?"

Jun Mohan didn't speak, but looked at the zipper behind An Xiaoxiao with hinting eyes, she immediately understood, her fair cheeks turned red, she was so shy that she wanted to find a place to get in.

"I've seen your whole body, what are you afraid of?"

"You are rascal."

An Xiaoxiao said coquettishly, seeing her shy look, the corners of Jun Mohan's lips rose slightly, "An'an."

"what?"

As soon as An Xiaoxiao raised her head, she saw Jun Mohan's lips pressing over. She widened her eyes, thinking that this was a dressing room, and someone would come in at any time, so she quickly pushed his body.

Jun Mohan was unmoved, and tossed and turned, sucking the sweetness from An Xiaoxiao's mouth. After a long time, the two separated. Looking at the red and slightly swollen lips, his lower abdomen tightened, and he hugged her.

"Hey, don't move, it will be fine in a while."

An Xiaoxiao's face turned even redder, and she was sensitive to something strange, her body stiffened, she remained motionless, and even her breathing became cautious.

Jun Mohan tried his best to suppress the desire in his heart, and looked at her with deep eyes, "This suit suits you very well, it's so beautiful that I want to hide you, so that no one will know."

An Xiaoxiao was a little excited in her heart, and the corners of her lips rose slightly, "This suit is really good, not too big or too small, just right, so I don't need to repair it."

"Hehe, of course it's just right, the size I gave can't be wrong."

Jun Mohan's voice couldn't hide the complacency, An Xiaoxiao was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood what he was talking about, she gritted her teeth shyly, "Young Master Jun, you are not afraid of the eye of a needle."

"For you, don't be afraid."

Jun Mohan's eyes lingered unscrupulously on An Xiaoxiao's body, his eyes were full of doting, and as he talked and laughed, his strangeness slowly dissipated.

"An'an, we should go out, otherwise, I'm afraid this place will become our battlefield later."

As soon as Jun Mohan's words fell, An Xiaoxiao blushed, and left here first. When she came out, she met Meisha's meaningful eyes, and gave him a hard look behind her.

A hint of pampering flashed in Jun Mohan's eyes, his expression returned to his cold look, he looked at Meisha and said, "Help your wife touch up her makeup."

"No, when I come, everything will be tidied up."

An Xiaoxiao said evasively, she just wanted to get out of here quickly, Meisha handed a mirror to her with a smile, she took it and opened it suspiciously, and saw the horrible lips and messy hair inside, fool I can also see, what are they doing in there?
An Xiaoxiao sat on the stool blushing, simply closed her eyes, and let Meisha move on her face.

Jun Mohan's eyes became deeper and deeper, looking at the drastically changed An Xiaoxiao, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, she was so eye-catching.

"another."

Meisha's hands trembled, her eyes were full of doubts, she looked left and right, this makeup is very beautiful, isn't Young Master Jun still satisfied, anyway, she can only do it.

"Change."

"wipe."

After tossing back and forth for more than an hour, Jun Mohan's expression became more and more ugly.

"Change……"

Before the words came out, An Xiaoxiao couldn't bear it anymore, opened her eyes, looked at Jun Mohan, "That's it, I won't change it."

"An'an, this is so beautiful."

As soon as Jun Mohan's words came out, Meisha on the side almost didn't fall. Everything about her feelings just now was not because of her poor craftsmanship, but because she was too good.

An Xiaoxiao was also dumbfounded, and asked suspiciously: "Is this bad?"

"If you're too pretty, people will notice you."

Hearing Jun Mohan's slightly jealous tone, An Xiaoxiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said helplessly, "Then I won't melt, how about it?"

"it is good."

Jun Mohan did it quickly, but when An Xiaoxiao wiped off her makeup, she regretted it to death. On her face without makeup, the fair skin could be broken with blows, and the tender ones could ooze water.

Seeing what Jun Mohan wanted to say, An Xiaoxiao immediately stood up, looked at him resolutely, and said domineeringly, "No objection allowed."

Jun Mohan touched his nose, and a smile flashed in Meisha's eyes. Unexpectedly, this Mrs. Jun is quite funny, and she is not afraid of Young Master Jun at all.

An Xiaoxiao later realized that her attitude might be too tough, she blinked her eyes, held Jun Mohan's hand, and the two of them left the store.

Jun Mohan looked at An Xiaoxiao dotingly, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "An An, let's go, I guess it won't be dawn."

An Xiaoxiao stopped immediately, returned the same way, and sat in the car, with Jun Mohan following closely behind.

When the car started, An Xiaoxiao was caught off guard and fell directly into Jun Mohan's arms, throwing herself full.

"An An."

With a hint of charm in her hoarse voice, An Xiaoxiao immediately sat up, keeping her body far away from him.

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Jun Mohan's eyes. Around the slender arms, An Xiaoxiao's body returned to his arms. Feeling the fragrance of her body, the corners of his pretty lips rose slightly.

"Jun Mohan, let go."

"Don't let it go."

"What a rascal."

"I know."

An Xiaoxiao was helpless by Jun Mohan's reaction, and her body couldn't move, so she could only nestle in his arms obediently, looked at his handsome side face, and asked in a low voice: "Jun Mohan, are you okay?" You've been told you're a rascal."

"Have."

"Who?" An Xiaoxiao asked subconsciously.

The corners of Jun Mohan's lips rose slightly, "You."

An Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, only to realize that the car had stopped, her bright eyes were looking outside.

"Jun Mohan, we're here."

A trace of displeasure flashed in Jun Mohan's eyes, why did he arrive so soon, the driver felt the cold gaze, and his body trembled.

Jun Mohan took An Xiaoxiao's hand, and the two of them walked in. As soon as they entered the door, they found all kinds of eyes gathered on her.

Jealousy, envy, provocation, greed...

An Xiaoxiao was a little uneasy at once, feeling the strength in her palm, her mood calmed down a lot.

Yun Wan came early in the morning, hiding in a corner, and seeing Jun Mohan, An Xiaoxiao appeared together holding hands, the hand holding the wine glass exerted a little force, and the fingertips were white.

She was the one who should stand by Jun Mohan's side, but now it was An Xiaoxiao, Yun Wanqing felt extremely unwilling.

When Shanshan saw An Xiaoxiao, she touched Qiao Yinuo's arm, and said intentionally or unintentionally, "Do you remember her?"