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Chapter 863 Your figure is not half as good as my Xiuhan's

After saying that, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly dodged and ran directly behind Su Qi.

As soon as she dodged, a teacup floated past Su Qi's eyes, passed straight through where Han Ci had been standing, and hit the far wall with a "bang".

From such a long distance, the tea cup smashed against the wall.

Han Ci, who was hiding behind Su Qi, shuddered when he saw that scene: "Second Master Mo, you want my life. Xiao Qiqi, do you think there is any justice left? I tried my best to help you, but in the end,

The murder of Mr. Mo?"

When Su Qi heard what Han Ci said, she immediately looked at Mo Xiuhan.

I saw Mo Xiuhan standing up from the sofa at some point, with a cold breath all over his body, a tense handsome face, and a pair of deep phoenix eyes looking at the shirt in Su Qi's hand, with an extremely dangerous murderous look in his eyes.

"Xiu Han..." Su Qi knew that he was angry, so she quickly walked over with something in her arms and explained: "Xiu Han, you don't understand the fanaticism of those star-chasing girls. If they can get their idol's clothes, they will be so excited that they can't sleep.

think,"

Although Han Ci's behavior of taking off her clothes was indeed a bit teasing, it was undeniable that this shirt must be Mo Mo's favorite thing.

How many star-chasing girls dream of getting something personal to their idol.

When Mo Xiuhan heard what Su Qi said, his face became even darker.

His gaze was coldly swept towards the shirtless Han Ci, his eyes filled with dangerous murderous intent that did not diminish at all.

Su Qi followed Mo Xiuhan's gaze and saw the shirtless Han Ci, and then she finally understood why Mo Xiuhan was so angry.

Han Ci took off his clothes in front of her. This behavior probably angered Xiu Han, right?

Su Qi rolled her eyes and said wisely: "Best actor Han, you don't usually exercise much, right?"

"Xiao Qiqi, what do you mean?"

Han Ci inexplicably smelled a malicious smell.

"Your figure... isn't half as good as my Xiuhan's."

"Xiao Qiqi, you...!"

Han Ci was furious for a moment and looked down at himself. The figure he was originally proud of now made him feel ashamed.

He angrily walked to the sofa, picked up his white coat and put it on casually, and then made a lazy and inviting gesture towards Su Qi and Mo Xiuhan: "This actor is going to rest, you two, please

Get out."

"Okay, Xiu Han, let's go, so as not to disturb Movie Emperor Han's rest."

Su Qi was holding a bunch of things, and rarely had a hand free to hold Mo Xiuhan.

Mo Xiuhan's cold phoenix eyes were fixed on the shirt that smelled like Korean porcelain held in Su Qi's hand: "Throw it away."

"No!" Su Qi refused without hesitation. Seeing Mo Xiuhan's face darken again, she hurriedly explained in a flattering manner: "Xiuhan, this is for Mo Mo. Mo Mo will definitely like it, so...

...Just stay..."

"Haha..." Han Ci looked at Su Qi's humble appearance and laughed evilly twice. Then he looked around in his lounge and finally found a paper bag for gifts. He walked over evilly and picked it up in front of Su Qi.

: "Second Master Mo is concerned that his woman's hand touched another man's shirt. Xiao Qiqi, please throw all these things in here."

"Thank you, Best Actor Han."

Su Qi quickly took the paper bag and stuffed everything in her hand into the paper bag.

Then she held Mo Xiuhan's hand again: "Xiuhan, let's go."

Mo Xiuhan obviously didn't want to stay any longer and walked out with a sullen face.

"Second Master Mo, don't forget to transfer money to my account."

Han Ci watched the two people go out and reminded them with an evil smile.
Chapter completed!
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