Chapter 2359 Is It Still Cold?

Besides, she now has many real fans supporting her.

Shen Rou wanted to repeat the trick, but it was not that easy.

*

The party was over.

Qiao Mianmian received a WeChat message from Mo Yesi: I'm here, where are you?

Qiao Mianmian and Zhan Bo had just walked out of the hotel gate. She looked towards the street and saw a familiar black Rolls-Royce parked at the intersection outside the hotel gate.

That was Mo Yesi's car.

Qiao Mianmian immediately replied to him: I'm at the gate, I'll come to find you.

She was still wearing Zhan Bo's suit jacket.

She took it off and gave it back to Zhan Bo, told him to contact her another day, and then she lifted her skirt to find Mo Yesi.

There was no heating outside, and Zhan Bo, who was only wearing a thin shirt, shivered several times when he came out.

So Qiao Mianmian returned the jacket to him, and he put it on immediately.

But he felt even colder even though he had put on an extra jacket.

And the coldness he felt this time was different from the damp coldness just now.

This time, it was like the cold air penetrated into his bones, and it was the kind of extremely cold air, so cold that he began to doubt his life.

Zhanbo felt the direction of the cold air, looked up, and was stunned.

Then he felt even colder.

Chilled through his heart.

Because he saw Mo Yesi.

The man who made him feel terrified got off a black Rolls-Royce. After getting off the car, his cold and distant eyes looked at him. That look made Zhanbo feel cold and cold, without any warmth at all.

Being looked at by such eyes, he felt a fear that his "death was approaching".

Zhanbo suddenly thought that when they just walked out of the door, Qiao Mianmian was still wearing his suit jacket.

Could Mo Yesi have seen it?

Zhanbo felt that Mo Yesi must have seen it.

That's why there was that "death stare" just now.

He wailed in his heart, feeling that he was about to die.

To be honest, if Mo Yesi wanted to crush him to death, it would be as easy as crushing an ant.

No, he had to talk to Qiao Mianmian later and ask her to help talk.

He and her were innocent and there was no ambiguity.

If Mo Yesi crushed him to death like this, he would be too wronged.

*

When Qiao Mianmian lifted her skirt and walked down the stairs, Mo Yesi had already gotten out of the car and walked towards her quickly.

The man took off his black coat as he walked.

He walked to Qiao Mianmian, wrapped the black coat around her, and then reached out to hold her in his arms.

Qiao Mianmian was shivering with cold, and a warm air wrapped her up. The next second, she was pressed against a warm chest again.

The coat with a woody scent wrapped her up, and Qiao Mianmian sniffed, and the tip of her nose was full of the familiar and warm breath of Mo Yesi.

All the coldness was dispelled in an instant.

She was tightly surrounded by Mo Yesi's unique aura. He held her cold little hand, and his palm was very warm. After a while, her little hand was warmed up little by little.

"Are you still cold?" Mo Yesi wrapped both of her little hands and rubbed them to keep them warm.

He touched Qiao Mianmian's cold little hands, and frowned. A trace of dissatisfaction appeared in his eyes and said, "Isn't there air conditioning in the hotel? Your hands are so cold. And what's wrong with your agent? Didn't he bring you something to keep you warm?"