Chapter 295 Do You Remember the Day by the Daming Lake?

Borrow clothes?
Zhong Li asked himself to borrow clothes.

Although Yan Mozhi didn't have a sky-high salary for Zhongli, it was already considered high no matter what industry he was in.

Because Yan Mozhi gave him the shares of the company directly.

So, Zhongli is not short of money.

Even speaking, he is very rich, much richer than many small bosses in Qingshi.

Zhongli, who is not short of money, suddenly asked him to borrow clothes? !

Having said that, Yan Mozhi became somewhat interested.

"Tell me."

Involuntarily stretching, she lay down next to He Shuang, staring at Zhongli and said.

The actions that other people make are very inconspicuous, but on Yan Mozhi's body, they are so noble and elegant, showing a bit of laziness.

Yan Mozhi said it so easily, Zhongli, who has always been neat and rigorous, hesitated a little.

"Well, that's right, you still remember the time in Tumo Valley..." Zhong Li's eyes dodged a little.

For some reason, he felt that his sentence pattern was very similar to the classic lines in a popular TV series many years ago.

Thinking about it this way, Zhong Li's confidence came back up again, he spoke so beautifully, the master will be moved.

Yan Mozhi was still thinking about the time in Tumo Valley, and Zhongli suddenly stood upright, chest out, and repeated in a calm voice.

"Master, do you still remember the clothes in Tumo Valley?"

Yanmo raised his eyebrows, "White?"

If it was that one, of course he would remember it, how could he not remember it?He's still doing well.

Yan Mozhi glanced deeply at He Shuangjian who frowned slightly on the bed.

Zhong Li's eyes brightened.

"Yes, it's the white one! It's the one I took half of the corner of my clothes to block my chest, and then you took it back, master."

"You want to borrow that one?"

Yan Mozhi's tone rose a little.

Although Zhong Li was dazed, but after so many years of observing words and expressions, he was naturally keenly aware of the changes in Yan Mozhi.

"Yes, is there something wrong?"

When Zhong Li thought about this incident later, he felt that he was quite bold at that time.

Yan Mozhi stretched out his hand, stroked He Shuangjian's frowning brow.

"Do you know who made that dress?"

Zhongli's hands froze suddenly, and something called tenderness and nostalgia suddenly appeared on Yan Mozhi's face.

see hell.

His master, gentle, miss? !

A thought flashed across Zhong Li's mind like lightning and thunder.

In this world, it is worthy of Yan Mo's special treatment, this kind of treatment.

Who else but the one lying on the bed?
Who else!
Zhong Li thought it over clearly.

Immediately, I didn't dare to fart another one.

He ran away in no time, wearing a custom-made suit, and ran to Shu Manman's place.

He didn't worry about letting that little goblin who only knew how to look at people's faces stay with an ignorant old ghost for too long.

Zhongli came in a hurry, and then ran away in a hurry.

The bedroom was quiet again, and Yan Mozhi looked at the sleeping man, his brows were not smoothed by him, but were tightened more and more.

"Look, now that the whole world knows, when will you be able to remember... mine..."

Yan Mozhi's voice became lower and lower, and only he knew what the last few words were.

When Zhong Li rushed to the door, he didn't know what happened to those two people.

Shu Manman was reaching out her hand to block Baili Xingchen who wanted to come in.

(End of this chapter)

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