An Ci came to his senses and put the paper bag back next to him, "No, I'm not thirsty."
Ever since they met again, she has been rejecting him, and Shen Mo gradually got used to it. If she doesn't drink, he won't force her.
His eyes swept across her empty wrist, and his deep black eyes flashed, with a hint of doting, "Baby, can you pay attention to me for a moment?"
An Ci looked out the window, leaving him with the back of his head.
Shen Mo continued, "I have to go to the hospital to change my dressing tonight. Can you accompany me?"
An Ci still didn't speak.
Eric had a hard time holding back his laughter and silently sympathized with Shen Mo for three seconds.
There is always someone who can defeat you. Even the most arrogant person will find himself helpless sometimes.
An Jianwen's concert tour this time was a grand affair, held in the largest concert hall in Continent M. Luxurious crystal chandeliers reflected brilliant light, converging on a figure standing in the center of the stage. A well-tailored white suit wrapped around his slender and upright figure, his eyes and eyebrows were gentle, and he looked like a prince from a comic book, noble and elegant.
On the left was the VIP seat. When An Ci and the others came over, An Yang and An Siyu were already sitting there.
Eric sat down next to Anyang first, so Anci could only sit next to Shen Mo.
An Ci glared at Eric and gritted his teeth, "Just wait."
Eric smiled in a confused manner and changed the subject, "The crystal chandeliers in this concert hall are nice."
Anci, "..."
A few people greeted each other. Anyang noticed Shen Mo and touched Eric's shoulder. "Isn't that man from the Custer family? Why did he come with you?"
Eric glanced at him sideways, his expression slightly surprised. "You know him?"
Anyang asked, "Someone took a photo of Xiaoci and him arguing at the last banquet, saying that they got into a fight. Is that true?"
Eric laughed, "Maybe it's true."
"Then why are you still here together?"
"It happened to happen."
Hearing this, Anyang looked up at Anci. He didn't know what the person sitting next to her said in her ear, but he saw Anci kicking his foot with a bad look on his face.
Anyang frowned, patted Eric's arm, and whispered, "Look, that guy named Ink is bullying Xiaoci again. Are they going to fight?"
Eric pressed his phone without looking up. "Don't worry, there won't be a fight." Then he changed the subject, "The show is about to start."
As soon as he finished speaking, a melodious violin sound came from the stage and echoed throughout the concert hall.
Anyang swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and listened attentively.
An Ci supported his chin with one hand, listening to the soothing violin music. As he relaxed, he gradually felt sleepy.
She covered her mouth and yawned. Shen Mo saw it and asked her in a low voice, "Are you sleepy?"
As he spoke, he leaned slightly towards her, and his warm breath sprayed on her ear, which was a little itchy. An Ci reflexively dodged.
"Talk away from me."
Shen Mo raised his lips and held his hand out to her, "Do you like this watch?"
An Ci glanced down and said, "I don't like it."
Shen Mo seemed not to hear her answer and continued to ask, "Can I put it on you?"
It was the first time I saw someone offering gifts, but An Cifu was so stubborn that no one could subdue him.
She said, "I don't care."
Shen Mo's thin lips curled slightly, and he took off his watch slowly, his tone somewhat coaxing, "I have a new design for this watch, it's even better than the one I gave you before, do you really not want it?"
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