On how women's clothing bosses break the male gods

Han Xun couldn't help squinting his eyes and staring at him, and suddenly laughed: "Dude, do you usually watch videos? Do you watch live broadcasts? I'm Douyu anchor Han Xun, you... you must be my fan?"

Jiang Mo: "...No."

Han Xun clicked his tongue, looking a little impatient: "I've seen a lot of fans like you, you are not a staff member of this hotel at all, are you? The skin is tender and the meat is white and tender, it doesn't look like a room service worker. "

"Brother, let's open the skylight and tell the truth. You pretended to be room service and approached me, didn't you just want to take a photo with me and ask for an autograph? Okay, I'll give it to you, take the things and leave immediately, OK?"

Jiang Mo glanced into the room through Han Xun's shoulder, and as expected, An Chengfeng lying on the bed showed half of his small face, so he was not in vain, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Han Xun: " Open the skylight and speak honestly? No problem, let me ask you, you don't know that boy, do you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Han Xun felt a little guilty, lacked confidence, and retorted, "That's my boyfriend! How about us, what's none of your business?!"

Male...boyfriend? !

Jiang Mo glanced at An Chengfeng suspiciously, then looked at Han Xun in front of him, no matter how he looked at it, they didn't feel like this kind of relationship.

An An never said that her brother is... gay?

This time things will be difficult.

Logically speaking, if the man in front of him and An Chengfeng were really boyfriends, then what the two of them did, Jiang Mo, who was relatively an outsider's future brother-in-law, would not be able to control them, and he was not qualified to control them.

But what if this man lied?

If what he said was false, then it would be uneasy and kind to bring the drunk An Chengfeng to the hotel for a room, and let him just watch the accident happen right under his nose...

Jiang Mo's conscience is uneasy, not to mention that if something happens, An An will definitely not forgive himself...

In such a short period of time, Jiang Mo's mind can be said to be full of thoughts and entanglements.

After hesitating for a while, he still decided that An Chengfeng must be taken away!

With this decision, Jiang Mo no longer hesitated, directly rubbed Han Xun's shoulder fiercely, and walked straight into the room.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

Jiang Mo didn't speak, and pulled An Chengfeng up on the bed. The drunk person was like a loach, slippery and soft. He just helped him up and turned around to carry him away. After relaxing for a while, An Chengfeng lay down on the bed again, and pursed his mouth in dissatisfaction.

Han Xun then followed, grabbing Jiang Mo's shoulder: "What are you doing!"

How can there be any reason to let the little fat sheep go like this?

Jiang Mo glanced sideways at the hand on his left shoulder, and suddenly grabbed it with his right hand, turned around sharply, twisted his backhand, and kicked Han Xun hard, just a few inches below Han Xun's abdomen, almost hitting him. It hit the red heart, but it still hurts. Han Xun, who was in pain, covered his lower abdomen and bent down almost instantly, grinning, the pain was enough to overflow the screen.

Just like that, he still didn't give up, glared at Jiang Mo and said harshly: "You dare to hit me?! Do you know who I am?! I have 500 million fans on Douyu! As long as I sell badly during the live broadcast , tell your story, expose your appearance, you will be stopped and beaten when you go out, do you understand!"

Jiang Mo: "... Whatever you want."

He hugged the princess directly, hugged An Chengfeng across Han Xun and left, leaving him alone to continue yelling.

"Damn it, come back to me!"

"I am the young master of the Han family! The young master of the Han family of the Han enterprise!"

"You wait for me! I will never let you go!"

Those who shouted a few times were very angry, um... It seems that he is still too soft-hearted, and he kicked lightly, Jiang Mo thought silently.

As soon as he walked out of the hotel gate with An Chengfeng in his arms, Jiang Mo was surrounded by a group of little girls. After they saw Jiang Mo's face clearly, they screamed excitedly, picked up their mobile phones to take pictures, and recorded videos. record video.

"Today, the host face-to-face meeting is being held on the second floor of the hotel. Brother, you are so handsome. Are you also an anchor? Which platform are you on?"

"That's right! My little brother is so handsome, I'm going to pay attention!"

Jiang Mo weighed An Chengfeng in his arms, deliberately concealed his face, and said lightly: "It's not an anchor, there is no platform, please let me go."

A group of girls didn't move away, but because of his movements, they noticed that he was still holding someone in his arms, but it was a pity that they could only see the body, not the face.

A soft and waxy voice suddenly said in surprise: "Look, the one that the little brother is holding seems to be a little brother too?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned. These girls suddenly seemed to have a chicken blood, and they discussed fiercely with their companions:

"My little brother wants to have good looks, a good figure, and an indifferent personality that keeps people away from three miles away. He looks like a domineering president!"

"Hehehe, the relationship between these two little brothers must be extraordinary. If they were friends or brothers, how could it be so romantic to hug a princess!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh shut up! Let me flirt for a while."

"This little brother in a sweater is full of aggressiveness, he must be attacking! Xiao Shoushou is wearing a white shirt, he must be a white glutinous rice dumpling, um... only being gentle to you, so happy~"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Jiang Mo: "... Please let me go."

He doesn't bother to explain some things, not to mention he doesn't know these people, so why explain?

But at this time, An Chengfeng in his arms struggled a few times restlessly, murmured in his sleep, and said something. The girls were far away and didn't hear them, but Jiang Mo could hear them clearly. He... calling his name?

The rotten girl's imagination is very rich, and the mobile phone shoots at the two of them. Even if she is not an anchor, but such a high-value appearance is posted on the Internet, it is very eye-catching, right?

With scorching gazes, Jiang Mo carried An Chengfeng to the side of an Audi, put down one hand to support him, took out the car keys from his trouser pocket, and unlocked the car. The car beeped twice. Jiang Mo opened the co-pilot door, stuffed the person in, and carefully buckled up the seat belt.

"Jiang...Jiang Mo..."

"…………do what."

"Jiang Mo... you... you... come here, come closer, I will tell you a secret, only... just tell you one person."

Jiang Mo heard this voice, inexplicably familiar, sweet, waxy, inexplicably similar to An An's voice, and for some reason, Jiang Mo really bent down and approached An Chengfeng with a low voice: "you say."