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"What are you thinking?"

Jun Mohan looked at An Xiaoxiao who was distracted, his handsome face was full of doubts.

He heard his voice, An Xiaoxiao shook her head with a smile, leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "I was thinking about you."

"Hehe, I like that, I will reward you for my husband tonight."

Jun Mohan's hands were tightly around An Xiaoxiao's waist, she smiled awkwardly, a faint light flashed in her eyes, and said tentatively: "Mo Han, if you like to listen, I'll tell you, but you Can you promise me one thing?"

"Okay, but except for Jun Hongchang, I will agree to everything you say."

Jun Mohan's words blocked An Xiaoxiao's way of retreat, her face drooped immediately, he really knew.

Seeing An An like this, his eyes flashed, no wonder grandpa would give up so easily, it seems that he found a helper.

An Xiaoxiao's fingers twirling and twirling, what should she say, it's so annoying, if it doesn't work, will the beauty trick that Wutong said really work?

She looked at Jun Mohan inquiringly, hesitated to speak, forget it, stretched out her head and slashed her head, and retracted her head to do the same.

Seeing his shining eyes, An Xiaoxiao said it outright.

"Mo Han, he is your father after all, can you?"

"Grandpa, he's looking for you."

Before An Xiaoxiao finished speaking, Jun Mohan asked directly, and An Xiaoxiao subconsciously denied, "Grandpa didn't say that."

"Who is that?"

"Yes"

An Xiaoxiao couldn't tell why for a long time, Jun Mohan looked at her with a smile, "Don't tell me that Jun Mingjie asked you to say it."

"it's him."

"Since he told you, what do you say he looks like?"

Hearing Jun Mohan's question, An Xiaoxiao frowned, how could she know what Jun Mingjie looked like, she was not clairvoyant, but she heard Wu Tong gossip about him, he was a flirtatious person.

An Xiaoxiao looked at Jun Mohan, and said with a smile: "Jun Mingjie is similar to you, but not as handsome, as tall, or as you."

Suddenly, An Xiaoxiao was at a loss for words, Jun Mohan kindly reminded, "Don't compare me with that kind of scum."

"Hehe, he's a man anyway."

After finishing speaking, An Xiaoxiao was so happy that she couldn't make it up anymore, so she could only say: "You guessed it right, it was my grandfather who told me, what are you going to do?"

"Fa rectification on the spot."

An Xiaoxiao heard Jun Mohan's words, and said in disbelief: "He is your father, you really decided to do this?"

"I am talking about you."

Staring at An Xiaoxiao with deep eyes, she subconsciously took a step back, stared at Jun Mohan, and said shyly, "This is the cemetery, you are crazy."

"Ha ha."

Jun Mohan's laughter frightened An Xiaoxiao, she immediately protected her chest, and said in a low voice, "You, don't come here."

"what!"

A piercing scream sounded from the empty cemetery, and An Xiaoxiao closed her eyes in fright, but after waiting for a long time, nothing happened, and then she opened her eyes.

"I thought you were asleep."

The corners of Jun Mohan's pretty lips were slightly raised, and his hoarse voice was like a pot of intoxicating daughter's red, and he said in a low voice.

An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, her slender and slightly curly eyelashes trembled, a cunning flashed in her bright eyes, she stretched out her slender arms to wrap around Jun Mohan's neck, and her body was tightly next to him.

"Mo Han."

"Ah."

Jun Mohan responded, tried his best to look away from An Xiaoxiao's body, and carried her into the car calmly.

Seeing that he didn't respond, An Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of frustration. Did she use the wrong method? Thinking of the pictures on TV, she stretched out her plain white hand and drew circles on Jun Mohan's chest lock up.

"Mo Han, I think"

"Mmmm."

Jun Mohan didn't give An Xiaoxiao a chance to speak, and firmly held her lips. His big hands were cruising around her body, and the temperature of her palms made her arch her body involuntarily.

The bright eyes were stained with a trace of confusion, and Jun Mohan wantonly ravaged her delicious and sweet lips.

"Good, not here."

An Xiaoxiao stared at him obsessively, feeling that her brain was not enough, Jun Mohan's eyes were full of forbearance, she tried her best to ignore something strange, and then started the car.

Looking at the towering tent, An Xiaoxiao's cheeks blushed, thinking of the scene of Jun Mohan's traditional Chinese medicine that night, her heart thumped, and she felt her palms burning terribly.

Jun Mohan couldn't ignore the fiery gaze beside him. The speed of the car was getting faster and faster, and it drove out of this cemetery.

Before An Xiaoxiao could react, the car stopped, and Jun Mohan rushed over.

"An'an, you annoying little fairy."

As soon as the words fell, the clothes on An Xiaoxiao's body were sacrificed heroically. Looking at the well-wrapped little white rabbit, Jun Mohan's eyes became deep, and flames danced in his eyes.

"An'an, is that over?"

Afraid of hurting An Xiaoxiao, Jun Mohan asked in a low voice, she blushed and nodded, and in the next second, there was not even a piece of clothing left on her body.

The fair and handsome body appeared in front of his eyes, and Jun Mohan's lips kissed it, and slowly moved down along the texture of the skin.
For a long time, Jun Mohan tidied An Xiaoxiao's body carefully, his eyes were very pious.

An Xiaoxiao closed her eyes shyly, not daring to look at him. The crazy scene just now flashed in her mind.

Suddenly, a coat with a clear breath covered her body. An Xiaoxiao wrapped the clothes tightly, and then opened her eyes cautiously.

"Mo Han, I."

"Hey, let's go back and talk."

Jun Mohan kissed An Xiaoxiao's forehead, then continued to drive, his eyes fixed on the front.

Her eyes were full of annoyance, what did Jun Mohan mean by this, could it be that the beauty trick has failed, but he worked so hard just now, it shouldn't happen.

Just when An Xiaoxiao was struggling, she had already reached the gate of the villa.

Jun Mohan glanced at her, got out of the car first, gathered all the servants together, and then said in a cold voice: "You all turn around, and don't turn back without my order."

With an order, the servants turned around collectively, with their backs to Jun Mohan, and then he walked towards An Xiaoxiao, "An An, I will carry you down."

"Ah."

An Xiaoxiao nestled in Jun Mohan's arms, not daring to lift her head. Seeing her like this, he smiled, "You were so bold just now, now you know how shy?"

"it is all your fault."

An Xiaoxiao said something in a muffled voice, and then saw the servant's back facing them through the gap in her clothes, her heart warmed, this domineering man would always be so caring.

Back in the bedroom, An Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to get out of Jun Mohan's arms. When her feet touched the ground, her legs gave way and she threw herself forward.