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After Liu Qingyan left, Little Ant Mo quickly turned to Yuwen Nan. He was both distressed and angry, "Just randomly promise something. When did you become your woman by writing a letter?"

However, Yuwen Nan didn't reply with a smile.

Mo Little Ant sighed and said with a lonely expression: "Actually, I also know that you are worried that Liu Qingyan will not let go of the letter, so you want to help her settle the matter. — — But, why?"

He was currently in a critical moment, and choosing to offend Liu Qingyan at this moment was an unwise decision.

Was it because of her?

"There's no other way. I can't bear to see a beauty suffer. Who told you that your friend Su is a beauty. " Yuwen Nan grimaced.

Mo Little Ant's face sank. The hand that was holding him suddenly relaxed.

Yuwen Nan wasn't prepared and almost fell to the ground. Although he barely managed to support himself, the wound on his wrist still hurt enough to cause him to choke.

But when it really hurt, he actually didn't make a sound.

Only then did Mo Little Ant realize that his wrist was starting to swell, and those few people weren't as lenient.

"To be honest, you're going to die!" Seeing this, Mo ant could no longer bear it and helped him up again, letting him sit on the bed while she bent down to search for the medicine box under the bed.

I wonder if there are any left of the Yunnan White Medicine I bought a few months ago...

Mo Little Ant was concentrating on searching for the trace of Yun Nan medicine under the bed. Suddenly, her face felt warm. She raised her head and saw Yuwen Nan caressing her face, quietly looking at her.

Yuwen Nan had always had a mischievous look on his face and was spouting nonsense after nonsense. Every time Little Ant saw him, he would have the urge to beat him up. Thus, she wasn't used to seeing him being so serious.

His mother was originally a beauty, otherwise, she wouldn't be Yuwen Shi's third concubine. Yuwen Nan was like his mother, with a hint of spring between his brows, but when he didn't laugh, his slightly brown eyes were as cold as ice.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing him so silent and staring at her, the little ant panicked. She tried to hide her question from him and wanted to lower her head again.

At this moment, Yuwen Nan bent his body and inch by inch approached her.

There was a faint scent of men's perfume on his body, but it was not strong. Looking at it from a closer distance, his eyebrows looked even more exquisite, and the icy soul in his eyes became even more beautiful.

Mo Little Ant was dazed for a moment.

The next moment, his lips were bitten.

A gentle kiss.

The room was silent. Dust permeated the light beam and floated in the air.

Su Ming looked at Uncle Lei in front of him. Even though he had changed into a suit and was dressed elegantly, the way he looked at Su Hao was very complicated.

When she was in junior high, before her father was in trouble, this man would often come over to play. Every time he played, he would exclaim, "The letters are getting more and more beautiful."

The elder's praise of the junior was a common occurrence for Sikong. However, after hearing it from his mouth, he felt awkward. That awkward feeling was especially intense at this moment.

However, the other party was quite cordial. When he saw her, he greeted her and scolded the front desk who was standing by the side. "How can I allow a letter to wait at the entrance!?" She is my goddaughter and your eldest daughter! Hurry up and pour some tea! "

Sue wrote to herself: When did I become your goddaughter?

However, she was here to beg for help. Since they were here to befriend her, she could just go along with it.