The surroundings are soft and comfortable, making people sigh.

For Mo Xiran, who is either sleeping in tatami or sofas these days, it is simply a paradise.

She raised her cherry lips and smiled, rubbed her pillow and slowly opened her eyes.

It is half a breathtaking beautiful side face.

Blinking her eyes, she admired intoxicatedly, and admired-

scare!

He sat up suddenly, and Mo Xiran stared at the person sleeping beside him in shock.

Why is he here?

wrong!

Why is she here?

Shouldn't she sleep on the sofa?

She is sleepwalking again?!

Fortunately, after she was so troubled, he didn't wake up either.

She tiptoed to lift the quilt and moved out of bed bit by bit.

With barefoot, he ran towards the sofa and threw himself on it.

She hugged the pillow tightly until her heartbeat returned to normal, and she dared to exhale the breath she had been holding.

The slender fingers rubbed the pillow, Mo Xiran bit his lip, his eyes turned, and began to recall.

Last night, she seemed to be drinking with him, drinking...

It's broken again!

Damn it!

The 10th time I looked over secretly, Zhou Yanchen finally gave her a word.

"ask."

Mo Xiran immediately sat upright and spoke seriously: "Well, President, we were having a drink together last night, right?"

He glanced at her and said lightly: "Yes."

Then she remembers it correctly.

"Then, President, after drinking, we, we didn't do anything, right?"

With an eyebrow raised, Zhou Yanchen sneered and mocked: "What do you want to do?"

"No! I don't!" Shaking his head, Mo Xiran stretched out four fingers and placed them on his head, swearing: "I absolutely didn't think about it!"

With a cold snorting, Zhou Yanchen stood up and walked towards the wardrobe, "Change clothes, it's time."

Oh, yes, I have to have dinner with Zhao Rui and Jiang Xiaohan at noon today.

Mo Xiran immediately stood up and ran over to get his clothes.

...

Qingfeng small hall.

Zhou Yanchen and Mo Xiran took a taxi. When they arrived, Zhao Rui and Jiang Xiaohan were already waiting in the private room.

As soon as he entered, the waiter looked at Zhou Yanchen and his eyes were straightened.

Mo Xiran also knew the charm of this person. Before he got angry, she coughed lightly to remind the waiter who was shaking.

The waitress's cheeks flushed, she lowered her head and said shyly: "Mr. Zhao ordered a private room on the second floor, please."

The waiter who led them upstairs finally recovered his mind did not dare to look at Zhou Yanchen anymore, but was afraid of being embarrassed again.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door for them, and Zhao Rui's voice sounded from the door.

"Come in."

"Please come in, please come in." The door was opened for them, and the waitress left respectfully.

Seeing Zhou Yanchen and Mo Xiran come in, Jiang Xiaohan stood up with a smile, "Yanchen, Xiyu, you are here."

When Zhou Yanchen faced Jiang Xiaohan, he was not that cold. He nodded and he rarely answered: "I've let you wait for a long time."

"You still know!" Zhao Rui scolded coldly, and Jiang Xiaohan pinched his arm.

He looked at his wife with grievance and shut up.

Sitting on one side in pairs, I started chatting.

Zhou Yanchen and Jiang Xiaohan spoke very little, but Zhao Rui and Mo Xiran kept talking. I wondered if they thought they were very familiar.

The dishes were served quickly, and Jiang Xiaohan invited Zhou Yanchen and Mo Xiran to eat more, which made him feel like a good wife and mother.

Mo Xiran was happy to eat, but I didn’t know if the people around me would feel that they didn’t know the taste.

After the meal, Jiang Xiaohan said, "There are also choices of snacks outside, so I'll get them."

"I'll go." Mo Xiran said, "I like to choose dim sum."

"Okay." Jiang Xiaohan was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "You can see it by turning right when you go out."

"I know, I'll go back." Mo Xiran turned to look at Zhou Yanchen.

Zhou Yanchen nodded and said in a deep voice: "Go."

With permission, she stood up happily and opened the door and left the private room.

As soon as she left, Zhao Rui leaned back on the back of the chair and wrapped his arms around Jiang Xiaohan's shoulders. "Looking at your poor eyesight, this wife has chosen a good choice."

"Zhao Rui." Jiang Xiaohan frowned and patted him.

Zhao Rui raised his eyes and said with a smile: "What's wrong? Am I praising him for his good vision?"

Soon, Mo Xiran came back with two plates of snacks.

But why does the atmosphere feel gloomy than when she left?

Sitting down, she pushed one of the plates of desserts to Jiang Xiaohan's hand and said, "Try it."

Jiang Xiaohan nodded, picked up a piece with chopsticks, took a bite, and her face changed and she quickly spit out the snacks.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Rui was shocked and asked anxiously.

Jiang Xiaohan took a tissue to wipe his mouth and shook his head.

Zhou Yanchen took the snack she had just eaten and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

His handsome face was gloomy, and he suddenly grabbed Mo Xiran's wrist.

"Who asked you to get the pineapple filling! Xiaohan is allergic to pineapple!"

Mo Xiran was frightened by his sudden anger and said tremblingly, "I, I don't know..." Misty surged into his eyes.

His wrist was tightly held in his hand by his thick palm, which hurt!

But Mo Xiran didn't dare to struggle. She was so scared that he would simply break her wrist.

The anger was unprecedented, and Zhou Yanchen had the intention to kill Mo Xiran.

Jiang Xiaohan is seriously allergic to pineapples and cannot touch it at all. Even if it touches it a little, it will cause itching, flushing and difficulty breathing.

"roll!"

After shook Mo Xiran, Zhou Yanchen stood up and walked towards Jiang Xiaohan, held her shoulder, and asked in a gentle and nervous voice: "Xiaohan, how about it? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Even Zhao Rui didn't know that Jiang Xiaohan was allergic to pineapples because he had never heard Jiang Xiaohan mention it.

Jiang Xiaohan has always bought the fruits at home. Indeed, she has never bought pineapples, mangoes or the like.

Originally, Zhou Yanchen touched Jiang Xiaohan and made Zhao Rui feel unhappy, but because he was so worried about Jiang Xiaohan, he endured it.

However, his attitude towards Mo Xiran is too...

Tears fell, Mo Xiran clenched his fingers, and his whole body was trembling.

The second time!

This is the second time he wants her to get out!

Stepping on the horse!

It's actually for his old lover!

It seems that she and Jiang Xiaohan are in conflict with each other!

He stood up suddenly, raised his hand and wiped his face casually. Mo Xiran turned around and grabbed the door and walked out.

Go to die!

She curses them!

She rushed forward with her head in silence, and she sprained her legs and walked down from the upper floor.
To be continued...