Chapter 398 Overturning the Vinegar Bucket

As soon as he turned around, he bumped into a solid chest.

The hot milk that had just been taken out of his hand was splashed out.

Xiao Mo's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he quickly reached out to block it.

All the milk was spilled on his arms and hands.

An Ziqi was startled, and anxiously took his hand to the kitchen, and turned on the cold water to rinse.

After rushing for a few minutes, I pulled it up and took a look.

There is still a big red spot on the hand.

He anxiously dragged him to the living room, pressed him to the sofa and sat down, found some ointment and applied it to him.

While applying it, purse your mouth and blow air gently upwards.

"Does it still hurt?"

There was unconcealable pain in the eyes.

Xiao Moli watched her busy for herself, after a while, a layer of tiny beads of sweat oozed from her little nose.

The soft fingertips gently massaged his hands.

The hot air from his mouth, carrying a trace of her warmth and her soft breath, hit his hand like a burst of electricity.

Xiao Moli held her hand backhand, pulled her up, bowed her head and kissed her.

"Well."

An Ziqi was so blocked that she couldn't speak, she reached out to push him, but she couldn't push him away no matter what.

Thinking about how he and Bai Xin'er were together, he accompanied her to the anniversary, is it the same when they are together.

My heart is sore and awkward.

Opening his mouth, he bit his lips hard, and a salty blood and fishy smell permeated instantly.

Xiao Moli didn't care at all.

An Ziqi slapped him aggrievedly.

Until he kissed enough and let go.

"Since you want your white heart, and since you can't let her go, why do you lie to me? Provoke me?"

After speaking, he pushed away and got up to leave.

Xiao Moli stretched out her hand and pressed her tightly, frowning, "I just ran into her there by accident, when did I say I want her?"

"You still lied to me until now. How dare you say that you didn't go to the anniversary?" An Ziqi bit her lip and looked at him and asked back.

The three words Memorial Day have been stuck in her heart for a long time, and at this moment she finally couldn't help but say it.

The expression on Xiao Moli's face instantly became sharp, and she said sharply.

"Who told you about the anniversary? Bai Xiner?"

Few people knew about this date, and it was impossible for his mommy and others to tell An Ziqi, only Bai Xin'er.

He said how could it be so happened to meet her there.

Damn, dare to plot against him.

An Ziqi turned her head away from him, and spoke sadly.

"What does it matter who said it?"

Judging by his reaction, it should be true, and I feel even more sad in my heart.

Not wanting to stay any longer, I struggled to get up.

Xiao Moli pinched her chin and turned her little face around, and sighed.

"I went to Memorial Day, but it has nothing to do with her."

"You've already celebrated the anniversary with her, and you still said it's okay." An Ziqi felt extremely wronged.

"That's the festival day."

Xiao Moli had no choice but to tell the story that six years ago, she was bombed and bombed in a Paris orphanage, resulting in the tragic death of 128 people.

An Ziqi opened her mouth wide. She only heard Mrs. Xiao say that Xiao Moli was rescued by Bai Xin'er in Paris, but she didn't say what happened at that time.

It turned out that he had escaped from death, which was a hundred times more terrifying than what they had experienced in Iceland.

He actually used a bomb, thinking about the power of the bomb after it exploded on TV, even though he knew that he was fine now, he was still afraid for a while.