Chapter 84

Xia Yihan also remembers that. Mo Xiaojun thought that she really didn't have good-looking clothes. He was reluctant to buy clothes and bought them for her. As a result, she couldn't stand Mo Xiaonong's plea and gave her the skirt.

At that time, Mo Xiaojun also scolded her for being too stupid. He said that Xiaonong's skirts were piled up into mountains, and you didn't have one. You gave it back to her. She should have given you part of it.

Mo Xiaonong can still remember what happened at that time, saying that Xia Yihan is good to her, Xia Yihan is pleased.

With tears in her eyes, she patted her on the shoulder and said gently, "you just know. I really don't want to see you suffer losses and regret it later."

"My sister is the best." Mo Xiaonong said a Jiao and hugged Xia Yihan tightly.

This is her secret weapon from childhood to adulthood. As long as she is coquettish, there is nothing Xia Yihan does not agree with her.

Released Xia Yihan, Mo Xiaonong asked again: "elder sister, you haven't said, whose pajamas are these, how so many pajamas?"

"Mr. Ye sent someone to buy it." Xia Yihan tells the truth.

"Wow, so much. Why? How come there are two more wardrobes in the room. Don't tell me they are also pajamas. " Mo Xiaonong found a new world like, a few steps to the wardrobe, opened a look, immediately looked at the stupefied.

"Wow, elder sister, are these also bought for you by brother Zimo?"

"Well." Xia Yihan quietly agreed.

"God, God, do you know how much these clothes cost? It's incredible, it's incredible, sister. He's so kind to you! "

Mo Xiaonong tut said, very patient one by one to look at the past.

She has always been very keen on clothes and shoes, and Xia Yihan is not surprised. After all, wine and wine are so exaggerated when they see these things.

Her physical strength also recovered some, no longer chat with Mo Xiaonong, bow to pick up the bed pajamas, one by one to put back to the original position in the wardrobe.

She is busy in this closet while Mo Xiaonong is busy in another. Even her underwear and shoes were turned out by Mo Xiaonong and spread on the ground.

Mo Xiaonong really thinks it's too wasteful to give these things to Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan never understands the brand. Although she is only 23 years old, Mo Xiaonong thinks that she is like an 83 year old woman. What to be diligent and thrifty? What to be a low-key person? Anyway, she especially hates Xia Yihan's theory.

"Sister, do you know what brand these shoes are?"

Xia Yihan didn't look at it, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

She really doesn't care about these, and sometimes her ideas are conservative, probably because she is an orphan.

She wants to buy beautiful clothes, which is not qualified. In Mo's family, even when she was eating, she was very careful and specialized in choosing vegetables and radishes. Xiaojun sometimes called her little rabbit when she was a child. In fact, the joking name is the common pain of her and Mo Xiaojun. They don't want to eat meat, they dare not.

Xia Yihan remembers that once she was greedy for a little stewed beef. Her adoptive mother said, "you see, Xiaonong likes eating so much. You have to leave it to her. She was growing up."

She remembers that year, Xiaonong was three years old and she was six years old.

After that time, she remembered and paid special attention to everything. Sometimes to the new year, the adoptive father really feel bad, said to buy her a dress or something, she wisely refused.

However, Mo Xiaonong's mother doesn't want to be told that they are not good to their children, especially Xia Yihan, whose surname is Xia. Everyone knows that she is not her own child.

Where there are cheap clothes, she will still buy a few pieces for Xia Yihan. There is nothing particular about the quality and style.

"I knew you didn't know. Oh, it's so outrageous." Mo Xiaonong while feeling, while the foot into the shoes, the size is just right.

Xia Yihan followed her and picked up all the things she had left lying on the ground and put them back to their original places.

She didn't blame her. She was used to following her ass to clean up the mess.

"Sister, do you think these shoes look good on me?" Mo Xiaonong got dressed and stood up to show her.

"Good looking." She said habitually, continuing to pack.

Mo Xiaonong turned out a dress in the closet. It should be that the buyer deliberately matched the shoes.

She picked up the skirt and put it on the bed. Then she took off all her clothes and put on the skirt.

After changing, he went to Xia Yihan again, turned around and asked her, "elder sister, you see, this skirt is just right for me. Can you give it to me? If I go to class tomorrow and wear such a set of equipment, my classmates will be shocked to drop their glasses. "

At this time, Xia Yihan has cleaned up the mess turned by Mo Xiaonong. She has a look at Mo Xiaonong's skirt.

Mo Xiaonong has a good figure and fair skin. It's really nice to wear this green skirt.

"Good looking, Xiao Nong." She smiles and nods.

Today, Xiao Nong's affectionate confession has changed Xia Yihan's ideas about her and restored his attitude towards her.

"Sister, even you say it looks good. That's settled. I'll wear it to school tomorrow."

"No, Xiao Nong, you can't go out, not to mention to the school, even through this door."

"Sister, why?" Mo Xiaonong was a little unhappy. She asked for her consent, but she was not prepared to refuse. There is no reason why Xia Yihan doesn't give her what she likes.

"This is from Mr. Ye, not from me. If you wear out and he sees you, he will think I don't like it, and he will not be happy if I send it to you. "

Today, Xia Yihan has learned the power of Ye Zimo, and now he will be more cautious. She just said no, and he punished her like that. If you really see the clothes you bought for her on Mo Xiaonong, how angry he is, it's really unpredictable.

"Oh, sister, you are too worried. Don't you find that brother Zimo likes me very much? He's like a little brother in the army. He's so good to me. Ah, by the way, sister, have you found that brother Zimo and brother Xiaojun are a little like each other? "

"Do you think so?" Xia Yihan asked strangely that the faces of the two people always coincided in her mind this afternoon.

But in retrospect, their facial features seem to have no resemblance.

"Like, like here." Mo Xiaonong pointed to the position of the people under his nose. Both of them are quite deep, so the impression is that their facial features are very deep.

Xia Yihan thought about it and nodded.

"Yes, they are a bit like them, but not all of them."

"Elder sister, do you think they will be brothers who have been separated for many years?" Mo Xiaonong blinked his big eyes with a funny look.

Xia Yihan's first thought was that Mo Xiaonong had read too many novels, but then she thought cautiously, is it possible that he is Ye Zimo's younger brother? After all, he was an orphan.

At the thought of this possibility, Xia Yihan remembered that when ye Zimo looked at Mo Xiaojun's photos today, he looked very strange.

Then she thought, Mo Xiaojun like lilac, ye Zimo also like lilac, this villa planted the most lilac tree.

But I didn't hear that ye Zimo had a younger brother. When she arrived at Ye's house, all the family photos in the living room belonged to the three of them. And the photo on Ye Zimo's bedside table is also his mother and him. If Xiao Jun is Ye Zimo's younger brother, according to his age, Xiao Jun should have been born at that time.

Xia Yihan was stunned for a while, and he felt that his thought might be a little nervous. Where is there such a coincidence in the world.

She shook her head at Mo Xiaonong and said, "it's impossible. Don't think about it." It seems that she said this to herself.

Mo Xiaonong is just a joke. Her attention is on her skirt. She doesn't combine those details together like Xia Yihan. Of course, she doesn't know any details.

She laughed and said, "sister, you look so serious. I didn't think it was a joke."

"Oh." Xia Yihan answered, she also felt that she was too serious.

"Elder sister, you give this skirt to me to wear, son Mo elder brother won't be angry, otherwise I go to beg him, OK?"

"No way!" Xia Yihan refused cleanly.

Ye Zimo has a dark stomach. She doesn't know it. If Mo Xiaonong went, he might say yes, and then he would come back to her for trouble.

"Stingy!" Mo Xiaonong pursed his lips and murmured.

"Sister, if you don't let me wear it out, you'll take a picture of me with my apple, won't you? I'm going to take pictures of all the equipment here to see who I can control. "

"All right, but don't upload it to the Internet."

"I know, sister, it won't be."

"Promise!"

"Promise, sister, if it's passed on, you can call me whatever you want." But she said in her heart, how can I prove that these clothes are mine if I don't pass them on. You don't surf the Internet again. Where do you know?

Mo Xiaonong began to try it on, and Xia Yihan helped her take pictures.

Since the death of Mo Xiaojun, Xia Yihan has not done anything for her for a long time because he is angry with Mo Xiaonong. Today, seeing her so happy, with all kinds of shapes and curved smile, she was also a little happy.

Mo Xiaojun dotes on Mo Xiaonong and is generous. She thinks that if Xiaojun knows that she is still good to Mo Xiaonong, she won't blame her.

While the two sisters were busy taking photos, a loud noise came from the corridor, and then Fang Lina's loud voice was heard.

"Is this the room?"

"Yes, this one, Miss Fang." This is the voice of the housekeeper.

He called her very strange, not Fang Lina, but Miss Fang.

"Oh, I didn't expect that our Lina would live in the main house one day. Come on, housekeeper, open the door and I'll go in and have a look. "

Xia Yihan and Mo Xiaonong are both in a daze. Then Mo Xiaonong raises his eyebrows and says to Xia Yihan, "don't you think that Sanba has come in? I had a sleep with brother Zimo last night, so I have the right to live here? Shit, isn't that a little exaggerated? "

Xia Yihan also had some accidents, just for a moment, and then he woke up.

She gave a bitter smile and said, "it's no exaggeration. She's Mr. Ye's woman. It's normal to live here."

With that, even she felt ridiculous. She didn't know how many rooms there were in the main house, but now the situation was too strange.

Ye Zimo lives alone in the master bedroom, and three of his women live in other guest rooms. Has this become the harem?