Young Master Mo has a long way to pursue his wife

Chapter 1289 I am the only one in the world who can see Yan Xinxin's current appearance!
As Xiao Yiran said, he was about to take the lead in rushing in, but those reporters dared not take a single step.

"Don't you reporters ask for the truth? Why don't you even dare to fart now!"

He said angrily, and was about to walk into the room as he spoke.

But as soon as he took a step, the neckline was pulled up by Mo Chuxi forcefully.

"Mo Chuxi, what are you doing..."

"Xiao Yiran, are you fucking out of your mind?"

Mo Chuxi opened his lips in a cold voice, his cool appearance remained undiminished, but even more domineering.

"If you dare to step into this room, I will cripple your feet now."

"Mo Chuxi, you are threatening me!"

"Threatening you mentally retarded, I am so free after eating?"

Mo Chuxi sneered, and threw him out with a terrific aura!

Those reporters quickly backed away, and Xiao Yiran fell to the ground in one fell swoop, as embarrassing as he could be!
"Mo Chuxi, how dare you push me!"

"It's already giving you face by not hitting you. Do you want to be on the headlines tomorrow?"

"you……"

"Shake your head to see if there is any water in your head. My wife and I have a room in a hotel, and you still want to go in and watch it? Xiao Yiran, if you have a habit of watching live performances, find someone to perform for you. My wife's is now In this world, only I, Mo Chuxi, can see it! If you dare to step into this room today, I will kill you!"

"..."

After hearing Mo Chuxi's domineering and unquestionable words, the reporters didn't dare to say BB again, let alone take a step closer to the door.

Those melon-eating spectators who were watching, heard what Mo Chuxi said, and the young girls couldn't help but envy Yan Xinxin.

And Xiao Yiran, like a clown, struggled to get up from the hand.

"Xiao Yiran, roll as far as you want, don't think I don't know what you want to do."

Mo Chuxi gave a meaningful warning.

Xiao Yiran knew it well.

"Mo Chuxi, you're the best this time."

"Not this time, every time."

"..."

"You, Xiao Yiran, will never beat me once in your life. You are destined to be the second child in a thousand years."

"..."

Xiao Yiran, who heard these words, stared wide-eyed, wanted to speak but couldn't speak, almost exploded in anger!
Mo Chuxi didn't even glance at him, her cold eyes glanced at the group of reporters in front of her, and she raised her hand and slammed the door of the room coolly.

With a "bang", Xiao Yiran and those reporters all trembled in place.

After a few seconds, all the reporters left consciously, only Xiao Yiran gritted his teeth for a while before walking away reluctantly.

"What the hell is going on? Why is Mo Chuxi in this room?"

Xiao Yiran couldn't figure it out.

This is obviously the trick he set up for Yan Xinxin!

It's good now, it's me who is ashamed again!

And let Mo Chuxi say that Xiao Yiran is the second child in a thousand years in front of so many media reporters!

I can't swallow this breath!
Inside room 302.

Mo Chuxi turned around and went back to the bed, picked up her own clothes and put them on neatly. While putting on, she looked at Yan Xinxin who was lying on the bed and fell asleep.

Looking at the knit sweater on her body that was torn at a corner, Mo Chuxi raised his hand to caress Yan Xinxin's cheek after fastening the last button, and then walked coldly to the bathroom.

"Wow—"

He stretched out his hand to move the sliding door of the bathroom, and when the beaten man saw Mo Chuxi's appearance, he was frightened and retreated in defeat.

"Master Mo, I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong, you let me go, let me go..."

The man knelt down and begged for mercy.

With a cold and indifferent handsome face, Mo Chuxi walked into the bathroom, elegantly rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, and then slowly closed the sliding door of the bathroom...

(End of this chapter)