What's more, she now has a lot of real fans supporting her.

It’s not that easy to use the same trick again.

*

The party is over.

Qiao Mianmian received Mo Yesi’s WeChat: I’ve arrived, where are you?

Qiao Mianmian and Zhan Bo had just walked out of the hotel gate. She looked towards the street and saw a familiar black Rolls-Royce docking at the intersection outside the hotel gate.

That was Mo Yesi's car.

Qiao Mianmian immediately replied to him: I'm at the gate, I'll come to find you.

She was also wearing Zhan Bo's blazer.

She took it off and gave it to Zhan Bo, told him to contact him another day, and then took the hem of her skirt to find Mo Yesi.

There was no heating outside, and Zhan Bo, who was wearing only a thin shirt, was shivering several times when he came out.

So Qiao Mianmian returned the coat to him and he immediately put it on his body.

But he had obviously worn an extra coat, but he felt even colder.

And the cold I felt this time was different from the wet and cold just now.

This time it seemed like the air conditioner was soaked in the bones, and it was still the extremely cold air conditioner, which made him a little doubtful about his life.

Zhan Bo felt the direction of the cold air blowing, and looked up, and he was a little stunned when he saw it.

Then I felt even colder.

The heart is cool.

Because he saw Mo Yesi.

The man who made him feel very scared got off a black Rolls-Royce. After getting off the car, his cold and distant eyes looked at him. The look made Zhan Bo feel cold and there was no temperature at all.

When he was looked at by such a look, he felt a sense of fear that he was "death was approaching".

Zhan Bo suddenly thought that when they first left the door, Qiao Mianmian was still wearing his suit jacket.

Could it be that Mo Yesi can see it?

Zhan Bo felt that Mo Yesi must have seen it.

That's why there was the "death stare" just now.

He wailed in his heart, feeling that he was about to die soon.

To be honest, it is really as easy as killing an ant if Mo Yesi wants to kill him.

No, he has to say something to Qiao Mianmian and ask her to help her talk.

He and her are innocent and have no ambiguity.

If Mo Yesi just pinched him to death like this, then he would be too unfair.

*

When Qiao Mianmian carried her skirt down the steps, Mo Yesi had already gotten out of the car and walked towards her quickly.

The man took off his black coat while walking.

He walked to Qiao Mianmian, wrapped his black coat on her, and then reached out to hug her into his arms.

Qiao Mianmian was trembling with coldness, and a heater wrapped her up. The next second, she pressed her onto a warm chest.

The coat with a wooden fragrance wrapped around her, Qiao Mianmian sniffed, and the tip of her nose was full of the familiar and warm breath of Mo Yesi.

All the cold was dispelled instantly.

She was tightly surrounded by the unique aura belonging to Mo Yesi. His cold little hand was held by him. His palm was very warm, and within a short while, her little hand warmed up little by little.

"Is it still cold?" Mo Yesi wrapped her two little hands and rubbed her hands to keep warm.
Chapter completed!