There is no difference between Bai Xuan and He Xiaosha, so what about her? Is there any difference between her and them? There is no difference, so will he marry Bai Xuan?

Why does she have to think about even a single explanation?

For a long time, he didn't say a word, and An Ge took the initiative to speak, "Quan Mo, can I ask you a question?" ”

"Ask."

"Are you really going to marry Miss Bai?"

When the words fell, the recording studio was extremely quiet, so quiet that only the breathing of two people remained.

For a long time, for a long time.

An Ge heard his magnetic voice ringing in her ears, "I don't want to answer you now. ”

“……”

Didn't want to answer.

She thought, she understood.

An Ge bit his lip, his mouth was full of the taste of his blood, not fishy, but bitter......

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Quan Mo's hand gauze was just removed a few days ago, and it was wrapped again.

Bai Xuan asked An Ge's bedroom to be her temporary room, because it was right next door to Quan Mo.

At noon, Quan Mo went to the group, An Ge was about to sit on the dining table drinking yogurt, Bai Xuan changed into a brand-name model and walked in, with a long skirt and a full goddess fan.

Seeing An Ge, Bai Xuan twisted her noble head and nodded at her, smiling very politely, "Come and dine with me, I don't like to be alone." ”

"......" An Ge was a little speechless, but still smiled complimentarily, "Thank you, Miss Bai." ”

She has to do a good job as a part-time worker.

Sitting at the table, the chef put the feast on the table one by one, An Ge bit the straw, and wore casual loungewear.

"Young Grandma......" A maid walked in, looked at the two young women on the table, and immediately held back the three words of the young grandmother, and only said, "The young master is back." ”

Quan Mo rarely comes back for dinner at noon.

An Ge numbly didn't think about whether he came back for Bai Xuan, and continued to bite the straw, lowered his head, and didn't look at anyone.

"You're back."

Bai Xuan wiped her hands with a tissue, looked up at Quan Mo, did not show too much eagerness, and maintained her pride and nobility.

"......" Quan Mo sat down, did not make a sound, reached out and untied his tie and handed it to the servant, and loosened two buttons, as if his clothes strangled him out of breath.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Bai Xuan looked at the gauze in his hand.

"Meal."

Quan Mo's voice was cold.

The maid added a piece of cutlery, a long dining table, the three of them sat on each side, and An Ge and Bai Xuan faced each other.

Before the dishes were ready, An Ge drank milk, Bai Xuan looked at the dishes and said, "It's a French meal, I still miss the American meal you cooked." ”

After saying to Quan Mo, as if knowing that Quan Mo would not respond, Bai Xuan looked at An Ge again, "Miss An, do you know, Mo is a chef who cooks American food." ”

American cuisine.

It turns out that Quan Mo can also cook.

"Really?" An Gexiao raised his face and smiled politely and detachedly.

"Yes, Mo and I both grew up in the United States, unlike Brother Nanxing, who spends most of his time in China." Bai Xuan usually said coldly, "So when Molai took over DK three years ago, I was worried that he wouldn't be able to adapt, I was studying at the time, and I couldn't accompany him." ”

She also knew Xi Nanxing.

"Oh."

An Ge listened, and the yogurt was gone.

"But now it seems that he can adapt quite well."

"You've never been to China before?" An Ge asked casually.

"Once." Bai Xuan sat upright and elegant, and at first glance, she had been trained in etiquette, "It was when Brother Nanxing held the birthday banquet that year, Mo and I came, and then we went back and booked ......."