The next morning, Quan Mo was taking a shower in the bathroom, and An Ge was jumping up and down looking for silk scarves in the bedroom with a clear black and white cold tone, and sure enough, he found several for her......

If it was for the convenience of taking it or something, she could understand that there were silk scarves in the sofa compartment and the bedside drawer......

What she couldn't understand was why there was also a silk scarf in the dark compartment of the wardrobe where the pajamas were kept.

Under what circumstances would they hide in the closet? How to think it is.

An Ge sat on the bed, shaking the silk scarf in his hand, with doubts on his face, why...... Blindfold her every time?

At first, she even wondered if the man next to her was not Quan Mo after being blindfolded...... But now, she had remembered the aura on his body, and it couldn't be someone else's.

Why, exactly?

An Ge looked at the note in the corner of the silk scarf, this note couldn't be because her name had the word "song", right?

Quan Mo said that her brain hole is too big, and she can really open it.

An Ge took the silk scarf and fantasized wildly, and the more he thought about it, the more sweet he felt.

An Ge went out in his pajamas, went downstairs, took a bottle of yogurt from the refrigerator and drank it, and a maid hurriedly ran in from outside, "Young grandma, there is a guest coming." ”

"Guests? I'm going to greet you. ”

Quan Mo is still taking a shower, that guy may have a habit of cleanliness and takes a shower twice a day......

The Ange reporter walked outside the gate with his slippers, only to see more than a dozen Lanbo grassroots units of different colors parked outside one by one, blocking all the surroundings of the music fountain, and the momentum was huge.

What a man.

An Ge stood at the door and watched, it seemed that the guests were not small, and there were so many names, was it too late for her to change her clothes now.

The answer is clearly too late.

In the car, more than a dozen burly men like bodyguards got down and opened the car doors one by one.

What came down was a young woman, about 25 years old, very beautiful and slender.

She stepped on a height of nearly 20 centimeters, a dark blue cloak was Givenchy's, she was particularly capable on her body, carrying a bag in her hand, a neat and clean burgundy shoulder-length hair, very fashionable, her chin was slightly upturned, and a pair of big sunglasses were on the bridge of her nose.

"Hello, may I ask if you are ......" An Ge stepped forward as the master.

"Bai Xuan."

Bai Xuan spoke with a very crisp taste, walked up to her with elegant steps, took off her sunglasses and looked her up and down, "You are Mo's fiancée?" ”

Ink?

An Ge instantly became alert, and just as he wanted to say something, Bai Xuan had already walked straight to the villa, walking like walking on the catwalk, with a particularly toneful tone.

Where did this woman come out?

What does it mean to be as casual as going into her house and following up on your own?

An Ge followed up with some unhappiness, Bai Xuan was looking around the environment inside, looked up at the closed dome, and instructed the servant on the side, "Turn this on, I like the way the sun falls on the whole house." ”

Nima.

Who are you?

An Ge looked at her speechlessly, where did this neurosis come from?

The maid was also a little inexplicable, but he still obediently went to find the remote control, seeing this, An Ge couldn't help but move forward, "That, may I ask ...... you?"

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Author's words: You guys, as soon as you write sweet, you feel that you will be abused later...... How so, well, guessed it right =-=.