Xia Yan bit her lip, turned her face away, and twitched the corners of her mouth stiffly. But with this look, anyone could tell that she was lying.

Mo Jiyan noticed the pale pink scratches on her cheek and couldn't help but frown.

"Are these injuries caused by Baihan?"

His hardcore nature is really making people more and more puzzled. In the past, the women who got tired of him would just kick them away without looking at them again. He would never become so perverted that he would confine them to him. Slowly,

torture.

What's happening now?

He actually thought of ways to torture this Xia Yan.

Xia Yan lowered his eyes, shook his head, and denied forcefully.

But Mojiyan knew the real answer.

"What are you still doing sitting there? Where's my milk?"

An angry voice suddenly sounded not far behind them.

Yi Beihan stared at the two people acting ambiguously on the sofa with a cold face. He really wanted to take a few steps forward and strangle this bitch who was pretending to be innocent.

Hearing the scolding, Xia Yan didn't dare to look at anyone at all, and ran into the kitchen with his head lowered.

"Han, this is getting less and less like your behavior!"

Mo Jiyan stood up from the sofa, came to Yi Beihan, and smiled lightly.

"I see you are becoming more and more nosy!"

Yi Beihan teased expressionlessly.

"Okay, I admit, I'm attracted to this Xia Yan."

Mo Jiyan smiled gently and explained frankly.

A strange light flashed in Yi Beihan's eyes, and he frowned and stared at him.

"Okay, don't worry. Don't bully your friends' wives. I still understand this!"

When Mo Jiyan said this, his tone paused and continued:

"However, when she is kicked out by you, it will be a different matter!"

Yi Beihan glanced at him sideways, as if there were no women in the world anymore? It was unreasonable that he would wait to play with the woman he had played with before. But then again, that bitch Xia Yan really had a way of seducing people.

In just two days, he actually wanted to start a civil war among them.

Very good! He wanted to see how hard her wings could be and how high she could fly.

In the kitchen, Xia Yan was reheating the milk.

It’s strange. Yesterday the old slave told her personally that Yi Beihan’s milk must contain sugar!

At that time, Xia Yan still thought angrily, hoping that he would get rid of hyperlipidemia and diabetes as soon as possible!

Could it be that I remembered it wrong?

When Xia Yan was depressed and confused, Yi Beihan came behind her with a standard poker face.

Sensing someone behind her, Xia Yan turned around and met a pair of eyes as dark as the night. Thinking that he was here to urge milk, Xia Yan answered immediately.

"It'll be fine soon, it'll be fine soon."

"Na."

Yi Beihan took out an unlimited consumption card from his pocket and threw it in front of her, curling his lips sarcastically.

"Your task today is to fill up the closet in your room. You are not allowed to appear in front of me in such a poor state again."

His friends really thought there was something wrong with his company!

Xia Yan took a look at the clothes he was wearing, a simple T-shirt, ordinary jeans... very shabby?

"Also, if you buy a mobile phone, you need four batteries!"

After Yi Beihan said that, he turned around to leave.

Xia Yan hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth and shouted.

"Wait a minute."

Yi Beihan stopped in his tracks, turned around, and stared at her with a frown.

"Can……"

"What? Say something quickly," he urged impatiently, his voice as cold as water as always.

Xia Yan pursed her lips habitually and asked slowly, but hesitated to speak.

"Can I buy a few less clothes and get a discount in cash?"
Chapter completed!