Mummy is here, daddy spoils!

Mo Qingchen didn't care what kind of uproar his light sentence caused. He looked calm and went up the second floor.

Sun Mingzhu was unbelievable. She was dressed up and lost to Xia Zhian?

It should be said that Mo Qingchen has no idea about Xia Zhian and doesn't believe her! At the bottom of my heart, the idea that I must find a way to drive away Xia Zhian has become more and more intense!

The words that satirized her in front of Xia Zhian twice and three times before seemed to satirize herself, which made her feel very shameless for a moment.

In order to recover her face, sun Mingzhu strongly supported her and said, "Xia Zhian, don't be proud. Look at the way you can't handle it. I believe ah Chen will regret it!"

Xia Zhian didn't speak, because even she felt so.

When Mo Qingchen, who had changed his suit, came down, he was about to speak, but Sun Mingzhu, who was unwilling, took the lead.

"Ah Chen, did you make a mistake?" Sun Mingzhu said with a flattering smile on her face, "she looks like this... How to go to the Yan Family's party? Isn't it fun?"

Mo Qingchen didn't hear what she said. His eyes were still looking at Xia Zhian. He seemed to be dissatisfied with her stupidity and said, "Why are you still waiting? Come here."

"Oh." Xia Zhian answered reluctantly, and then went out behind Mo Qingchen.

Watching Xia Zhian leave behind Mo Qingchen, sun Mingzhu blushed with anger.

She dressed up carefully just to make him face when she went to Yan's house with Mo Qingchen, but he would rather take Xia Zhian who couldn't get on the table than her?

She is the "mother" of dragon and Phoenix!

The joke was seen from beginning to end by the servant. Although no one dared to express his opinion, sun Mingzhu, who was deeply insulted, roared, "what are you looking at? Go to work!"

With that, sun Mingzhu angrily turned and went upstairs, with a ferocious expression on her face.

Xia Zhian, you little bitch! I must drive you away! Mrs. Mo's position belongs to me!

Mo Qingchen asked the driver to drive to a modeling room. Xia Zhian sat in the luxury car again, with no less anxiety than the first time.

When they arrived at the modeling room, it seemed that they had been notified in advance. At this moment, several people were standing at the door waiting. As soon as they saw Mo Qingchen get off, they immediately surrounded him enthusiastically.

"Mr. ink."

Mo Qingchen nodded his head, and then said to one of the people dressed very avant-garde, "simply clean up for her." then, he ordered Xia Zhian's direction on his chin.

The man understood, immediately gathered around Xia Zhian and said, "Miss, come with me."

Xia Zhian looked at Mo Qingchen, determined his tacit attitude, and then honestly followed the stylist.

The rest of the people, of course, continued to serve Mo Qingchen and asked enthusiastically, "Mr. Mo, let's do your hair first?"

Mo Qingchen was noncommittal and sat directly on the chair.

The man inside has a keen sense of smell for modeling. He first turns around Xia Zhian twice, nods while walking, and then seems to have made a decision and quickly orders the people next to him.

Xia Zhian felt like a heroine in a web game. She first became a model in a makeup game, and then played a costume game.

Xia Zhian didn't realize how close the dress was until she determined what she was going to wear tonight. It was almost curved, and it was still a deep V-neckline. Only two poor suspenders completely showed her shoulders and collarbone. She covered her chest with her hands, and some of them didn't adapt. The stylist's eyes lit up, Then Xia Zhian found a pair of silver high heels in his hand.

"What's the cover? It's so beautiful. It's just like it's tailor-made for you," said the stylist. "Come on, put on your shoes."

"This......" Xia Zhian was a little embarrassed and asked in a low voice, "can you change something with more cloth? This one is too exposed."

The stylist smiled impolitely on the spot. He didn't care about Xia Zhian's face at all. He said, "what shame is it? Your body is so beautiful, you should show it bravely. For what? I can't keep my ink. You can't move your eyes!"

Xia Zhian's face immediately turned red. With regard to Mr. Mo's fart character, where can you see that she can't move her eyes? I may have to dislike her in my heart!

Xia Zhian agreed to change into those high-heeled shoes. After that, she was worried. She was afraid that she would stand unstable and make a fool of herself. She might go away!

"Mr. Mo, the lady's shape has been made. What do you think?"

When the stylist went out with Xia Zhian, Mo Qingchen also made his hair. He looked behind the stylist and saw Xia Zhian coming slowly from inside. The expression on his face seemed very embarrassed.

Mo Qingchen's eyes fell on Xia Zhian. She herself was milk muscle. Under the background of light and black, her skin was more white than snow. The close fitting cutting completely showed her smooth and beautiful curve. With her slow walking forward, the silver tassels shook naturally, as if her whole person was shining.

The tight instep is exposed from the high-heeled shoes. It seems that you can still see light cyan blood vessels. The slender ankles are full of grip. Upward, there are the slender and straight legs wrapped under the group. The curve of the hips is just right. The slender waist seems to be able to hold it at once, which is obviously concave, and then continue upward... It is a large piece of snow-white, with a shining diamond in the clavicle socket, The pouring waves draped over his shoulders.

There are not many colors and simple makeup, but it outlines the best color in the world.

Mo Qingchen has never seen a beautiful woman, but few women can integrate purity and charm like Xia Zhian.

She exudes a fatal attraction to men. She can't help but let people stay on her for a few more seconds.

Immediately, Mo Qingchen quickly realized that his eyes seemed to stay too long. His complexion remained unchanged. He seemed to spit out two words coldly: "general."

Mingming has big red lips, but the last time sun Mingzhu looked like a female ghost, and Xia Zhian in front of him showed more red lips and white teeth, which was too gorgeous to be ignored.

"Let's go." it's inevitable that she misunderstood her for watching the goblin for too long. Mr. Mo was ready to go ahead and deliberately ignored her.

However, after taking a few steps, he heard several footsteps behind him.

He frowned and turned to see Xia Zhian carefully stepping on high heels for fear of falling down.

Pleased by her clumsy walking posture, the corners of Mo Qingchen's mouth rose slightly, slowed down and waited for her to keep up.

However, when she came to the door, Xia Zhian tripped over the threshold, gave a short "ah" and rushed towards his back.

Feeling that his waist was held by a pair of soft arms, Mo Qingchen's body suddenly stiffened and his breathing stopped