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"If you're stupid, don't worry about it." An Xiaoxiao said back.

"Hehe, I have a bad temper."

Jun Mohan's tone was slightly raised, his words could not conceal his pampering, his slender fingers pointed at An Xiaoxiao's forehead, and he behaved intimately.

An Xiaoxiao took a step back, looked at Jun Mohan warily, "He wants to bully me again."

"I'm not stupid yet, I know I'm hiding, I'll see where you can hide."

A slender and powerful arm wrapped around her waist, and An Xiaoxiao's whole body was tightly hugged by Jun Mohan, unable to move.

The steady heartbeat sounded next to her ears, and An Xiaoxiao's heart inexplicably quieted down. Her broad arms and peaceful embrace were like the feeling of her father in her memory. She just stayed in Jun Mohan's arms so quietly, Tears fell like rain.

Jun Mohan was a little unaccustomed to An Xiaoxiao's cuteness. When he lowered his head, he saw the glistening tears on her face, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

"do not move."

An Xiaoxiao tightly grasped Jun Mohan's clothes, her head was pressed against his chest, her face was full of attachment and nostalgia.

Jun Mohan's eyes were full of anger. This woman actually regarded him as someone else's substitute. Thinking of the man in An Xiaoxiao's heart, he suppressed his rage and straightened his back.

As time passed by, An Xiaoxiao calmed down her mood, seeing a puddle of tears on the front of Jun Mohan's expensive shirt, her eyes were full of guilt.

"Sorry for staining your clothes."

"Since you feel sorry, wash it for me."

Jun Mohan took off his shirt, revealing his firm chest, strong male hormones filled An Xiaoxiao's nose, she took the clothes subconsciously, and took a step back.

Thinking of her face being pressed against his chest just now, An Xiaoxiao's face was like a boiled duck, and she was at a loss.

"Well, I'll go back and wash your clothes."

Looking at the fleeing back, Jun Mohan's depressed mood just now improved a lot, thinking of the attachment in An Xiaoxiao's eyes, his handsome face sank.

"Jincheng, help me check the people around An Xiaoxiao, especially men, you know?" Jun Mohan held the phone.

"Mo Han, the scope you gave me is too wide, man? From An Xiaoxiao's birth to now, I have come into contact with not dozens, but hundreds of men, old and young, how do you ask me to check?" Fu Jincheng said bitterly.

"I don't care what method you use, all I want is the result."

"Mo Han, you..."

Before Fu Jincheng finished speaking, he frowned when he heard the beeping sound in the microphone, and dropped the phone helplessly. Thinking of Jun Mohan's words just now, he felt sad.

Suddenly, Wutong's face flashed in front of Fu Jincheng's eyes. He smiled, adjusted his glasses, and dialed the number he had swindled from Wutong.

"Hey, who is it?" Wutong Anye asked directly without looking at it.

"You just broke up last night, and you forgot? Beauty, I didn't sleep all night."

Familiar with the voice and tone, Wu Tong widened his eyes and exclaimed, "Fu Jincheng."

"Yes, it's me. I need your help with something. I'll be there in a while."

"I don't…."

Before the words could be uttered, Fu Jincheng had already hung up the phone, and Wutong sat on the sofa angrily, who is it, they don't know each other well, why are you looking for her?
"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, Wutong opened the door, and when he saw Fu Jincheng, he froze.

"Aren't you on the way?"