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"Hey, hey... Mo Yan! Xia Yingwei's grandmother hurriedly looked for the note that Xia Moyan had stuffed in her hand just now on the ground, and finally found it in an inconspicuous corner, and then hurriedly took the phone and said with the emotions in her heart.

"Hmm!" Xia Moyan glanced at Wen Yichen next to her, and then responded.

"Yingwei her, she, there is no Yingwei's blood type in the hospital now, you find the right blood type for Yingwei!" Xia Yingwei's grandmother said.

"What blood type is Yingwei?" Xia Moyan asked.

"I don't know, hurry up and bring the blood to Yingwei!" Xia Yingwei's grandmother said impatiently.

"Wen Yichen, let's go back!" When Xia Moyan heard the sound of her mobile phone, she looked at Wen Yichen and said.

"No way!" Wen Yichen looked at Xia Moyan who turned his head to look at him, and then refused without thinking about it, and then snatched the mobile phone in Xia Moyan's hand into his hand.

"Amnesia? Doesn't it mean that Mo Yan will only be bad luck if she goes? Wen Yichen asked disdainfully.

"I, I, what's your business, let Mo Yan answer the phone!" Xia Yingwei's grandmother said with some embarrassment.

"Hmph, isn't it called a Bad Star at this time?" Wen Yichen asked with a contemptuous smile.

He didn't want to know who was on the other side of the phone, but he knew that the person on the other side of the phone was the person who had called Xia Moyan, so he didn't need to have a good attitude towards the person on the other side of the phone.

"Wen Yichen, Yingwei is very dangerous now, my second aunt is just her daughter!" Xia Moyan said a little anxiously at this time.

"Hmph, Xia Moyan, you can't see that others are using you." Wen Yichen sneered, then looked at Xia Moyan and squinted his eyes and said, as he spoke, he hung up the phone and turned the phone to silent mode at the same time.

On the other end of the phone, Xia Yingwei's grandmother was very anxious and called over and over again,

"I can see it, but it's my sister, and she went to the emergency room because of me!" Xia Moyan roared.

"Her life or death is none of my business!" Wen Yichen turned his head to the side and stopped looking at Xia Moyan's eyes, and then said lightly.

"Go back!" Seeing this, Xia Moyan shouted anxiously.

"I said I wouldn't go back, what can you do?" Wen Yichen turned his head, looked at Xia Moyan and said.

Seeing this, Xia Moyan paused, then hugged Wen Yichen's neck with her white arms, and then imprinted her lips on Wen Yichen's lips.

Xia Moyan originally wanted it to be just a shallow kiss, but Wen Yichen was mainly anti-guest, why didn't she eat the meat that was sent into her mouth.

After a while, Wen Yichen let go of Xia Moyan, a wicked smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and he quietly looked at Xia Moyan without speaking.

Xia Moyan lowered her head, then raised her head after a while and asked, "You can go back now!" ”

"Hmph, that's not enough!" After Wen Yichen finished speaking, he said to the driver: "Return!" After speaking, after staring at Xia Moyan with low eyes for a while, he clamped Xia Moyan's chin with one hand, pressed the car window with the other, lowered his head and kissed her lips, and the tall figure covered the light in front of Xia Moyan's eyes.

"Hmm...."Xia Moyan stared at Wen Yichen with big eyes at a little bewilderment, her body stiffened like a stone, and her mind was blank. Wen Yichen closed his eyes, his tall nose gently touched Xia Moyan's cheeks, and his eyelashes were illuminated by the sun in a long shadow.

Wen Yichen pressed Xia Moyan in front of the car window, and the faint fragrance on Xia Moyan's body wrapped around the tip of Wen Yichen's nose, making his nerves tense.

She didn't expect Wen Yichen to be like this, and before she knew it, Wen Yichen had deepened this kiss.

After a while, Wen Yichen saw that Xia Moyan's breathing was a little short, so he reluctantly let go of Xia Moyan.

Xia Moyan saw that Wen Yichen let go of herself and breathed heavily, her cheeks were slightly red.

"Mo Yan, you should practice more with me!" Wen Yichen looked at Xia Moyan's slightly red face and said, there was intoxicating gentleness in his eyes.

"Huh?" Xia Moyan frowned, raised her head and looked at her with a questioning expression.

Wen Yichen didn't speak, just stared at Xia Moyan's slightly swollen lips tightly, and rolled up and down a few times in the Adam's apple.

"Wen Yichen, how many women have you had!" Xia Moyan looked at Wen Yichen's eyes and knew what he was talking about, and then asked.

"There used to be a lot, but in the future, you will be the only one!" Wen Yichen said without hesitation.

"Oh" Xia Moyan responded lightly, and her heart couldn't help but feel a little warm.