Young Master Mo has a long way to pursue his wife

Chapter 1879 Emotional matters are hard to control
None of the people present here expected that Yan Xinxin would suddenly ask such a question.

Mo Chenxi wasn't in the mood to eat at all, but now he felt even more overwhelmed.

Xiao Chun's pink cheeks couldn't help but feel warm again, but she didn't stay in a daze.

"Mama, classmate Ye Yunzhan and I are just friends. I have seen the media exposure. Don't worry, I'm fine. Classmate Ye Yunzhan won't let those unscrupulous media harass me anymore."

She gave him an affirmative answer, and then looked back.

"Student Ye Yunzhan, right?"

"Ah."

He nodded without thinking.

"So you guys are really dating?"

Mo Chuxi, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, directly addressing the problem.

Yan Xinxin turned her head to look at the man beside her, his expression looked serious.

Xiaochun stared blankly holding the rice bowl, her cheeks were even more flushed than before.

She also felt very uneasy, and somehow felt that Papa seemed very unhappy.

Ye Yunzhan did not avoid Mo Chuxi's sharp eyes at this moment, but instead had firm eyes.

"I can't guarantee what will happen in the future, but I hope she can live happily every day without worry."

Hearing the words, Mo Chuxi nodded thoughtfully, and followed the corners of her lips with a slight hook.

"Let's eat."

He smiled faintly, replied with three simple words, and didn't say anything else, just took a piece of braised pork ribs and sent it to Yan Xinxin's bowl.

The night is dim, and the happy people have fallen asleep peacefully.

With a sound of "wow", the glass door of the bathroom moved away, and Yan Xinxin, who was sitting at the desk making a design drawing, immediately put down the pen in his hand and walked over quickly.

"Hey, are you unhappy tonight?"

Leaning on his chest, she looked up at him and asked.

Mo Chuxi played with Yan Xinxin's hands with her slender fingers, and moved her thin lips lightly.

"Why do you think I'm unhappy, huh?"

"Because of Xiaochun's matter."

"Xi, emotional matters are hard to control. As long as Xiaochun is happy, I think it's fine."

"But baby, weren't you still nervous at the weekend, worried that public opinion would affect Xiaochun?"

"I'm still worried now, but Xi, Xiaochun doesn't seem to be as weak as I imagined."

Yan Xinxin denied her original worry, she put her arms around Mo Chuxi's neck, and smiled happily instead.

"If, when I was 17 years old, I met Xi, I think I would hold your hand without hesitation."

"Yan Xinxin, will you?"

Mo Chuxi raised his eyebrows, expressing his doubts.

"Don't say you were 17 years old. When you met me when you were 23 years old, it was because you didn't want to accept me. Even if you had my baby, you still insisted on refusing to disclose our relationship. Yan Xinxin, tell me that your What the hell is going on in your head, huh?"

(End of this chapter)