Chapter 12 Accidentally Kissed
Mo Qian squinted and smiled at Song Siyi.

Looking at Xi Jinhan who was as cold as jade, he said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Xi, did we meet again?"

After speaking, Moxi sat down gracefully.

Looking at her appearance, it seemed that Xi Jinhan and Song Siyi were separated, and she smiled smugly.

In the box, all the girls looked enviously at Song Siyi in the pink dress.

Song Siyi didn't miss everyone's glances, her bad mood immediately dissipated, and her face turned red.

As everyone knows, Mo Qian, who is wanton and clear, is sitting on pins and needles.

Xi Jinhan turned half of his monstrous face sideways, nonchalantly looking at Mo Qian who was a little closer to Song Siyi.

The couple who were singing a love song looked at the three of them.

It just doesn't feel right.

Song Siyi turned to Mo Qian, just in time to look at that person legitimately.

This is much more convenient than just now.

Moxi tilted her head, and said in a low and frivolous voice, "Siyi, do you have anything to say?"

Song Siyi was stunned for a moment, she retracted her eyes and smiled at Mo Qian: "Lin Mo, you smell so good today."

Moxi paused in her heart, feeling a cold light locking on to herself.

Turning around to look at Xi Jin's cold and gloomy face, Mo Qian blinked, squinted and smiled: "I was misunderstood by Mr. Xi yesterday, so I sprayed on my usual perfume a few more times before going out today."

"Are you trying to cover up?" Xi Jinhan's cold voice came, and he sat up straight.

The breath around him dropped to the lowest point in an instant.

"What will Mr. Xi say again?" Mo Qian narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"Is that the only thing you can say?" Xi Jinhan turned his body and looked at Mo Qian, whose skin was more delicate than a woman's, wearing a mask on half of her face.

Mo Qian smiled lightly, lowered her voice and said, "That's because talking to Mr. Xi is stressful."

Seeing that Mo Qian was so suppressed by Xi Jinhan, He Mei got up quickly, brought a glass of juice and said, "Lin Mo, you haven't had a drink since you came in, how about the juice?"

After He Mei finished speaking, she had already bypassed Song Siyi and handed the juice to Mo Qian.

Mo Qian didn't look at Xi Jin's cold and enchanting face, she reached out her hand to take the juice in He Mei's hand.

He Mei is in a hurry, and the rescue is excellent.

Mo Qian sat up straight, smiling at He Mei stretching out her hand.

Xi Jinhan grabbed it with his fine-boned hands.

He directly dragged Moxi over.

Song Siyi, who was looking at He Mei displeasedly, was immediately dumbfounded.

Even more surprising is what happened next.

Mo Qian leaned forward and threw herself on Xi Jinhan.

Through the cool masks, the two almost touched their lips.

Xi Jinhan paused for a moment, his long and narrow eyes were like stars day and night, strange breath, strange face, why did he have a feeling of déjà vu.

Moxi's heart was beating like a drum, and she pressed her against the back of the sofa, motionless.

The man raised his head slightly, carrying a familiar face of an evildoer. His charming appearance made people's heart beat faster and faster.

Her eyes became deeper and deeper.

The people sitting next to him were stunned in disbelief.

He Mei held the juice glass, her hands trembling.

Suddenly, Moxi's cell phone rang.

It just brought her back to her thoughts.

Before Moxi got up by herself.

Xi Jinhan stretched out his hand and pressed it on Mo Qian's flat chest, his eyes frightened for a moment, and he pushed her away violently.

Moxi leaned back, obviously about to fall down, and finally staggered, her legs hit the coffee table in the box, and she stood up straight.

(End of this chapter)

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