"Ah, I didn't kneel." Meng Mingxuan clarified in a panic.

He knelt for a while and was pulled up by the butler, but since Ninth Brother asked this, the grandfather would definitely tell him everything.

Yan Mojiu frowned immediately and looked at her sideways, "You're still kneeling?"

“…………”

It turns out that grandpa didn’t tell ninth brother.

She has a dead mouth.

How did you get to learn from Xu Li?

Xu Li in the front row tried hard to hold back his laughter, but he felt that the final bonus had sounded a major alarm, so he quickly put up the small baffle.

In this way, Master Jiu won’t be able to see the corners of his mouth as he and the sun stand shoulder to shoulder.

Yan Mojiu raised his hand and knocked on the small fender. Xu Li immediately drove the car to the roadside parking lot, found the nearest spot and stopped, which took no more than a minute.

He unbuckled Meng Mingxuan's seat belt and held her on his lap.

Her scalp tingled slightly, and she said calmly, "I knelt down when I entered the door, and then the housekeeper pulled me up. He said that even if I didn't kneel, I would still agree to my request, and then I agreed directly."

Yan Mojiu glanced at her and reached out to roll up her trouser legs.

"……"Why don't you believe her and check it yourself?

Yan Mojiu quickly put down her trouser legs and placed his hot palm on her knees. "Have you ever told Mingxuan that Mingxuan is the most important person in your heart and that you should put Mingxuan after everything else?"

Compared to what she had endured, his pain was nothing. He didn't need her to kneel down to the old man for him.

Even if there are no marks on the knees, it will definitely hurt when you kneel down.

"You were wrong." Meng Mingxuan hugged his neck and admitted her mistake. "How could you kneel down to Grandpa? Although your request is quite unreasonable and it is very difficult for Grandpa, and although Grandpa is an elder, it is okay for you to kneel down, but how could you let your husband feel distressed? This is really wrong."

“…”

Yan Mojiu was silent for a long time before he lowered his head and bit her earlobe, "Who taught Mingxuan to admit her mistakes like this?"

"As Jingqian said, your speech is becoming more and more witty." Meng Mingxuan was quite proud and raised her hand to rub her earlobe.

It doesn't hurt, but it's numb.

Yan Mojiu gently pushed away her fingers and kneaded her earlobe. "You asked Grandpa to send him away and never let him set foot in Kyoto. Do you hate him so much?"

"I don't hate him." Meng Mingxuan shook her head. "Hate comes from love. I didn't hate him before, and I never thought of taking revenge on him. You should know that."

Don't try to dig a hole for her.

"Then why do you hate her now?" Yan Mojiu knew the answer, but wanted to hear her say it.

Perhaps he would never hear enough about her preference in his life.

Meng Mingxuan looked at him with clear eyes, "Because he hurt you, you hate him. You don't want him to keep hanging around in front of you."

She leaned forward and kissed his lips, "Don't let him hurt you again."

She made a very wrong choice and it was her stupidity that caused so many regrets. If she had not misunderstood and did not want to escape from him, and had come to Kyoto with him after graduating from her senior year, Xu Yuhe would never have had the chance to set up such a trap.

He will protect her well.

Yin Ting was the source of the pain between her and him, so it was time for her to get rid of it herself.

Yan Mojiu held the back of her head and deepened the kiss. His sideways sitting posture made her quickly immersed in his arms. It was originally a lingering kiss that made her heart palpitate. His hands also came to mess with her waist, so that when he left her lips, she did not dare to open her eyes to look at him.

"I'm no longer your head of the family, why are you still so afraid of me?" He pinched her blushing cheeks and teased her.

She quickly opened her eyes and said, "I'm not afraid of you."

"Then why don't you dare look at me after we kiss each time?" Yan Mojiu lowered his head and moved closer to her, gently biting her cheek.

놇The same goes for the bed.

He wasn't ugly, why didn't she take a closer look at him.

Meng Mingxuan calmed down for a while before she opened her eyes completely. She glanced at his overly handsome face and said reluctantly, "Because you're too handsome."

Even if she looked into his eyes a hundred times or a thousand times, she would still feel panicked. Sometimes, when she met his lustful gaze, her heart would beat faster as if she was sick.

"Is that so..." Yan Mojiu chuckled, holding her face with one hand and looking at her carefully, "But Mingxuan is also very beautiful. Why does brother want to see her more and more, and love her more and more the more he looks at her?"

"Because you are thick-skinned." Meng Mingxuan retorted.

"Lu Jingqian is right. Mingxuan is indeed very charming now." Yan Mojiu put his hand against her cheek and chuckled.

Meng Mingxuan was in a very good mood. She felt that his mood was gradually recovering and he was not as sad as at the beginning.

Maybe he hasn't fully recovered yet, but she will try to coax him.

She gently wrapped her arms around his waist.

Yan Mojiu hugged her tighter, his thin lips touching her earlobe, "Next time, can you tell your brother first? Ask for his opinion."

"You won't mind."

"Now you know your brother well."

“…”

My mouth is too quick again.

This is clearly a case of acting first and reporting later.

“In fact, there was a monitoring device installed in Yan Shaoting’s mobile phone.” Yan Mojiu suddenly had an idea.

Meng Mingxuan's whole body stiffened instantly.

Then, then what she said to Yan Shaoting, isn't it...