"If I say it's ugly, it's ugly. I can't have other men's things in my place." Huangfu Xiao had a serious face and could not refuse.

"What do you call other men's things? These are my clothes." Wanwan emphasized again and again.

"He gave it to you. He touched it and it has too much of his scent on it. I don't like it. Be obedient and throw it away." Huangfu Xiao ordered word by word.

"Don't throw it away." Wanwan grabbed the clothes and refused to let go, "Can you please be reasonable? How many times do I have to tell you before you understand that Brother Xichen and I have nothing to do with each other. The relationship between us has reached this point.

At this point, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

"What, you regret it?" Huangfu Xiao was jealous. This stinky woman kept emphasizing that she had nothing to do with Mo Xichen anymore, but she treated the things he gave her as if they were treasures. He didn't like this.

a feeling.

"Huangfu Xiao, you are unreasonable and have no grace." Wan Wan glared at him angrily.

"That's how I am." Huangfu Xiao refused to back down. He had to do whatever he wanted to do with his grace in front of his love rival.

Now it is his woman who treasures the things given to her by her love rival. Can he be graceful? Can he be reasonable?

With a hiss, Huangfu Xiao pulled hard, and the clothes were forcefully pulled out of Wan Wan's hands and torn into two halves.

Wanwan was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the torn piece of clothing in half, with a trace of sadness in her eyes. She tugged her fingers tightly, gritted her teeth, and took a deep breath.

After all, it was still broken, just like her current relationship with Mo Xichen. Once it was broken, it was broken. No matter how it was repaired, the scar would remain intact.

Huangfu Xiao curled his lips and looked at the torn clothes with some disapproval: "It's an international brand, so untorn, it's rubbish."

Wanwan said nothing, silently picked up the torn clothes, held them in her arms, and was in a daze for a while.

"Hey, hey, it's just a piece of clothing. I'll buy you a few new ones. As for you looking so sad? Yi Wanwan, these are the clothes he gave you. I told you, I don't like them. You heard me?

No. I admit that I was being unreasonable, but I just don't like you keeping any memories about him." Huangfu Xiao squatted down, touched her arm with his hand, and began to admit his mistake.

Wanwan raised her eyes and looked at Huangfu Xiao's suffocated expression, and suddenly remembered what Zou Meng said to her. Since she and Mo Xichen were already like this, it would be better to keep such a distance. This would be good for everyone.

There are benefits.

It was just a piece of clothing that could arouse such a strong reaction from Huangfu Xiao. It seemed that he really should filter Mo Xichen out of his life completely.

She had already hurt Mo Xichen and could not hurt Huangfu Xiao again.

Wanwan casually threw her clothes aside, breathed a sigh of relief, and hugged Huangfu Xiao's neck: "It's my fault that I didn't take care of your feelings. I just listen to you and I will do whatever you ask me to do."

What."

"Am I really going too far?" Huangfu Xiao asked back. He also knew very well that Wan Wan no longer had any thoughts about Mo Xichen, but he just couldn't control it. He just couldn't look at her and still retain Mo Xichen.

Something Xichen gave her.

Wanwan shook her head and smiled slightly: "No, I am the one who goes too far. I know you care about his existence, but I always hurt you unconsciously. Axiao, some things take time to adapt to.

change slowly

Please believe me, I really just love him as a brother and sister. The only person I love is you." "I say it's ugly, it's ugly. There can't be other men's things in my place." Huangfu Xiaoban

With a face that cannot be refused.

"What do you call other men's things? These are my clothes." Wanwan emphasized again and again.

"He gave it to you. He touched it and it has too much of his scent on it. I don't like it. Be obedient and throw it away." Huangfu Xiao ordered word by word.

"Don't throw it away." Wanwan grabbed the clothes and refused to let go, "Can you please be reasonable? How many times do I have to tell you before you understand that Brother Xichen and I have nothing to do with each other. The relationship between us has reached this point.

At this point, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

"What, you regret it?" Huangfu Xiao was jealous. This stinky woman kept emphasizing that she had nothing to do with Mo Xichen anymore, but she treated the things he gave her as if they were treasures. He didn't like this.

a feeling.

"Huangfu Xiao, you are unreasonable and have no grace." Wan Wan glared at him angrily.

"That's how I am." Huangfu Xiao refused to back down. He had to do whatever he wanted to do with his grace in front of his love rival.

Now it is his woman who treasures the things given to her by her love rival. Can he be graceful? Can he be reasonable?

With a hiss, Huangfu Xiao pulled hard, and the clothes were forcefully pulled out of Wan Wan's hands and torn into two halves.

Wanwan was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the torn piece of clothing in half, with a trace of sadness in her eyes. She tugged her fingers tightly, gritted her teeth, and took a deep breath.

After all, it was still broken, just like her current relationship with Mo Xichen. Once it was broken, it was broken. No matter how it was repaired, the scar would remain intact.

Huangfu Xiao curled his lips and looked at the torn clothes with some disapproval: "It's an international brand, so untorn, it's rubbish."

Wanwan said nothing, silently picked up the torn clothes, held them in her arms, and was in a daze for a while.

"Hey, hey, it's just a piece of clothing. I'll buy you a few new ones. As for you looking so sad? Yi Wanwan, these are the clothes he gave you. I told you, I don't like them. You heard me?

No. I admit that I was being unreasonable, but I just don't like you keeping any memories about him." Huangfu Xiao squatted down, touched her arm with his hand, and began to admit his mistake.

Wanwan raised her eyes and looked at Huangfu Xiao's suffocated expression, and suddenly remembered what Zou Meng said to her. Since she and Mo Xichen were already like this, it would be better to keep such a distance. This would be good for everyone.

There are benefits.

It was just a piece of clothing that could arouse such a strong reaction from Huangfu Xiao. It seemed that he really should filter Mo Xichen out of his life completely.

She had already hurt Mo Xichen and could not hurt Huangfu Xiao again.

Wanwan casually threw her clothes aside, breathed a sigh of relief, and hugged Huangfu Xiao's neck: "It's my fault that I didn't take care of your feelings. I just listen to you and I will do whatever you ask me to do."

What."

"Am I really going too far?" Huangfu Xiao asked back. He also knew very well that Wan Wan no longer had any thoughts about Mo Xichen, but he just couldn't control it. He just couldn't look at her and still retain Mo Xichen.

Something Xichen gave her.

Wanwan shook her head and smiled slightly: "No, I am the one who goes too far. I know you care about his existence, but I always hurt you unconsciously. Axiao, some things take time to adapt to.
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