41 Only Qiao Mianmian in His Eyes

The corners of the lips of the handsome and noble man slightly lifted up.

The layer of coldness and alienation that enveloped him faded away instantly. He slowly straightened up, opened his long legs, and walked towards the astonished Qiao Mianmen step by step.

Before Qiao Mianmian had recovered, the man's slender figure was in front of her, his falling shadow blocking her.

Mo Yesi took her into his arms, his voice low. "Baby, why did you go to the bathroom for so long? If you hadn't come out again, I would have gone in to find you."

Not far away.

Seeing this scene, what else did the woman not understand?

After looking at Qiao Mianmian enviously, she turned awkwardly and left.

Qiao Mianmian couldn't help but look at the woman. She hesitated and asked, "Who is that, was it someone you know?"

It was a very beautiful woman.

Mo Yesi followed her gaze and looked indifferently back at her. "I don't know her."