Chapter 899 Mo Yesi, Don't Get Excited

They all have a pair of eyes, a nose, and a mouth.

But when they grow out, they have many different faces.

He stood there quietly, with a cold face and an aloof aura. The opposite sex passing by couldn't help but look at him several times. Some wanted to talk to him, but were frightened by his aloof aura and gave up the idea.

This man is good-looking, but he looks too cold, and looks difficult to approach.

Girls are shy, and it is not easy to muster up the courage to take the initiative to speak.

When you meet a "living refrigerator" like him, even if you have any thoughts, you dare not go to him.

At most, you can just sneak a glance and take two photos.

Qiao Mianmian stood at the door and admired her husband's beautiful face for a while before slowly walking towards him.

As if sensing something, she just took a few steps towards him, and the man turned his head and looked straight at her with deep dark eyes.

Seeing her, he, who was a "living refrigerator" a second ago, instantly restrained his indifference and alienation, and even his eyes became softer.

He immediately walked towards Qiao Mianmian.

The man had long legs and fast steps, and he walked in front of her in three or two steps.

He first lowered his head and looked at her carefully from head to toe, then reached out and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Someone looked over at them.

Qiao Mianmian wore a mask and buried her face in his chest. She was a little embarrassed to be hugged by him in such a public place. Her cheeks were slightly hot and she said, "Mo Yesi, let go, you are holding too tight."

The man seemed not to hear her words.

Not only did he not loosen his grip at all, but he hugged her even tighter.

The pair of strong arms were like branding irons, wishing they could embed them into her body.

Qiao Mianmian was strangled to the point of having difficulty breathing.

She put her hand on his chest and gently pushed him: "Mo Yesi, don't get excited. I'm fine, right? Can you loosen up a little? I can't breathe like this."

The man finally looked down at her and saw that her face was a little red. Then he loosened his arms, but still held her tightly.

"Qiao Mianmian." He whispered her name.

"Yeah." Qiao Mianmian responded softly.

"Fortunately you're okay." Mo Yesi tightened his arms, lowered his head to smell the fragrance in her hair, and felt scared when he thought of the danger she had faced before. "Fortunately you're standing in front of me safely."

At this moment, he was grateful to Tu Yilei.

No matter what this man thought of Qiao Mianmian, at that moment, if he hadn't stood in front of Qiao Mianmian...

Thinking of the possible consequences, his face changed, and a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Huang Yilin...

If this woman dares to touch his people, he will let her know what it means to regret it.

From now on, he will never give her any chance to hurt Qiao Mianmian.

"Well, I'm fine."

Qiao Mianmian could feel his unstable mood, she reached out to hug him, and patted him on the back with one hand: "Mo Yesi, can we talk somewhere else? There are so many people here."

People passing by would look in their direction.

She still didn't like being stared at by too many people.

Mo Yesi hugged her for a while, and his emotions slowly calmed down.

He glanced at the people passing by, let go of his hand, put one arm around Qiao Mianmian's waist, and took her down the stairs.

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