"Dad, I've already delivered the post from Young Master Jun." An Fei'er whispered.

"En." An Shide responded lightly.

"Dad, is it necessary to be so careful? We don't have any business dealings with the Imperial Group."

Hearing An Fei'er's words, An Shide looked at her with a very serious expression, "Don't ignore anything, Jun Mohan is not as simple as it appears on the surface, you should know that there are many people who are polite."

"I see."

An Fei'er responded, thinking in her heart that her father was too careful, there was absolutely no need for this.

a few days later.

Jun Mohan held the comb with his slender fingers, and gently combed An Xiaoxiao's long hair. With one stroke, his heart was unusually calm.

An Xiaoxiao closed her eyes, feeling a little drowsy, the setting sun hit her face, making her look a little unreal.

"An'an, there is a banquet tonight, and I have prepared the dress for you."

"Mo, I"

Thinking of the scar on her cheek, An Xiaoxiao looked a little embarrassed, biting her lip with her white teeth.

Jun Mohan looked at her dotingly, "An An, leave it to me, you just need to close your eyes."

An Xiaoxiao closed her eyes anxiously, and felt something tickle on her face.

Seriously looking at An Xiaoxiao with deep eyes, thin crimson lips slightly pursed, Jun Mohan sat opposite her, slowly holding the powder, and gently patting her face.

Then he took out a purple pen and drew it slowly. As time passed by, a beautiful flower appeared on An Xiaoxiao's face, and Jun Mohan smiled.

"An'an, can you open your eyes?"

When An Xiaoxiao was about to fall asleep, Jun Mohan's voice reached her ears, and the moment she opened her eyes, she froze,

Is this still herself?
The scar was covered by a beautiful iris flower, and it was not obvious that she had been injured at all.

On the other side, the delicate face looked like fine ceramics, the slender and slightly curly eyelashes trembled, and a pair of watery eyes looked straight at her.

The whole person revealed a mysterious and noble atmosphere, as if he had changed into a different person.

"Mo, how did you do it?" An Xiaoxiao touched her face and asked with a smile. The bright smile on her face dazzled Jun Mohan's eyes, making him feel that all the hard work was worth it. There is no learning in vain.

"As long as it's about you, there's nothing I can't do." Jun Mohan said lightly.

An Xiaoxiao sniffed, and said in a low voice: "Mo, I really want to know, there are still things you can't do."

"Of course there is, that is"

After hearing his words clearly, An Xiaoxiao blushed, "What clothes are you wearing for the banquet?"

"I've prepared this for you."

Jun Mohan clapped his hands, and the servant walked in with a pink box in his hands, and put it on the table respectfully.

"Change it."

"Ah."

An Xiaoxiao smiled and walked into the dressing room with the gift box in hand. When she saw the milky white dress, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes. Mo's eyes were really good.

Barefoot, An Xiaoxiao came out from inside, and asked shyly, "Mo, is it good-looking?"

"It's beautiful."

Jun Mohan nodded in satisfaction. He believed in his own vision, and even more in his own craftsmanship. He never pretended to others about An'an's affairs, including a small matter.

An Xiaoxiao smiled, and when the two walked out of the bedroom, a trace of jealousy flashed in Jun Mingyan's eyes, and he looked enviously at the clothes on her body.

"Sister Xiaoxiao, this dress is so beautiful, where did you buy it?"

An Xiaoxiao looked at Jun Mohan, "Your brother bought this."

Jun Mingyan drooped his face, sullenly, "Brother, I'm so partial."

"I can't do without you."

"Big Brother is the best."

Jun Mingyan ran up with a smile, and sure enough, he saw a beautiful box on the bed, and opened it excitedly, but when he saw the clothes inside, his face instantly turned pale.

It's still LK's brand, and it's incomparable to the one on An Xiaoxiao.

She threw it aside angrily, and looked at the dress with jealous eyes. Jun Mohan only had that woman in his heart, and what he said, she was his most valued relative, was a lie.

the other side.

The moment the luxurious Maybach stopped at the home, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

This car, this 1314 brand, except for Jun Mohan, no one has the qualification to own it.

When the car door opened, Jun Mohan walked down, and just when people wanted to go up to say hello, he actually did what a doorman should do.

"An'an, be careful."

Considerately protecting An Xiaoxiao and walking down, Jun Mohan's eyes never left her body.

"Mo, I'm fine."

After saying these few words, An Xiaoxiao felt a series of eyes coming towards her, she looked over and nodded with a smile.

Jun Mohan's hand tightened, damn it, with such a gentle smile, he regretted coming here.

"Master Jun, I."

Before the man who had shown his kindness to the front hadn't finished speaking, he was trembling with fright, his eyes were so terrifying, like a man-eating devil.

A trace of helplessness flashed in An Xiaoxiao's eyes, and she said in two audible voices: "Mo, don't be angry, don't be jealous."

"It's okay not to be angry, but it's impossible not to be jealous."

Jun Mohan said arrogantly, and in the next second, he walked in directly with An Xiaoxiao in his arms, and left all the strange eyes behind him.

When Qiao Yinuo got out of the car, seeing this scene, a faint sense of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Originally, he didn't have to come to this banquet, but when he heard that Jun Mohan was going, he temporarily changed his clothes and came anyway. up.

It really is his style, regardless of any occasion, doing whatever he wants, probably only Jun Mohan can do this, and only he has this qualification.

Jun Mohan still wanted to hug An Xiaoxiao and walk into the temporary banquet hall, but she immediately struggled.

"Mo, let me down?"

"An'an, my arms are safe."

"Hehe, the most insecure thing right now is your arms. Didn't you see the eyes of those women wanting to eat me?"

An Xiaoxiao joked that she had never doubted Jun Mohan's excellence. While she was happy, she was also slightly worried.

A look of disapproval appeared on his handsome face, Jun Mohan suddenly changed his mind when he saw Qiao Yinuo following behind him from the corner of the eye.

"An'an, give me a kiss, and I'll let you down."

An Xiaoxiao was afraid that someone would come over, so she quickly pressed a kiss on Jun Mohan's face, and said in a low voice, "You can let me down."

"An'an, I've worked so hard. If I don't respond, it's too much to justify."

As soon as Jun Mohan's words fell, An Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, looking at the enlarged handsome face, her cheeks blushed immediately.

Qiao Yinuo stopped moving forward, staring straight at An Xiaoxiao in Jun Mohan's arms, his heart thumped, a gap opened, and the cool wind was blowing, just as he was about to leave , A familiar voice came.

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