C9 Drug Application

Mo Zhan, who was at the side, suddenly threw the newspaper on the table. He stood up, took a step forward and sat on the sofa that Han Xiaoxiao had occupied all by herself.

Han Xiaoxiao jumped in shock and shrank into a corner of the sofa. She looked at him with a confused expression. What was he trying to do?

"Mrs. Mo, are you using some kind of medicine to heal your skin?"

Before Han Xiaoxiao could react, Mo Zhan grabbed her right foot and placed it on his thigh.

Han Xiaoxiao almost jumped up as if she was electrocuted, if it wasn't for Mo Zhan grabbing her right leg tightly.

"If you want to cripple your leg, then just say so. I'll help you." Mo Zhan's cold voice floated into Han Xiaoxiao's ears.

It was unknown whether it was due to shyness or fear, Han Xiaoxiao immediately became quiet. She obediently hid in the corner of the sofa and didn't move at all. She just stared at Mo Zhan with her deer eyes wide open.

Mo Zhan reached out his hand to her. Han Xiaoxiao blinked a few times at his long hands and realized that he was asking her for the ointment.

He pulled back his neck and stretched out his arms as far as he could to give it to him. The longer he stayed away, the safer it would be.

Mo Zhan took the ointment and poured a piece onto her ankle confidently. Then, he passed the ointment back to Han Xiaoxiao.

Han Xiaoxiao took it, but before she could sit up straight, she exclaimed, "Ahh!" With a miserable scream, Ben couldn't stop.

Mo Zhan had already tightened his grip on her ankles, and his thumbs were massaging them.

She screamed so miserably that the roof of the villa was about to be overturned. Mo Zhan was extremely annoyed and shouted impatiently, "Shut up!"

Han Xiaoxiao's eyes were brimming with tears, her face contorted in pain. One of her claws dug into the bottle of medicine, while the other twisted in the direction of her feet, turning into a Nine Yin White Bone Claw. "AHH!" Not yours. "AHH!" Of course you don't! "Ahh!

Mo Zhan was about to explode from her shouting. He picked up a pillow beside him and threw it to her: "Bite it!"

Han Xiaoxiao was in so much pain that she didn't forget to steadily catch the pillow he threw at her. She grabbed onto it with all her strength and put her head on the pillow and bit down on it. From the pillow came the only sound, "Mhmm … Hmm... "Hm." A muffled groan could be heard.

She seriously suspected that he was plotting against her for public interests, so he wanted to make use of this opportunity to deal with her!

After Mo Zhan massaged her ankle for a while, Han Xiaoxiao found that it was no longer as painful as it was before. This coefficient of pain was something she could endure. It seemed like he was still of some importance.

Mo Zhan's face could be seen from the pillow.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at her ankle with an ice-cold expression. He seemed to be somewhat impatient, probably because of her earlier outburst.

His nose was very straight, very straight, and the tip of his nose was very delicate.

His forehead, brow, nose, lips, and chin formed the most perfect curve, which was probably what people called a 360- degree dead angle.

Although he was black, perverted, cold, and quick to turn the tables than he was in the books, Han Xiaoxiao could not deny that he was a pure, pure, golden man.

Who knew who would be able to subdue this ever-changing gold mine in the future?

Han Xiaoxiao was researching hard.

"It doesn't hurt anymore?" Mo Zhan said in a calm voice.

"Yes."

Immediately. "Ah!" Han Xiaoxiao awoke from her reverie and cried out "pain, pain, pain" three times.

Mo Zhan relaxed his grip and smiled as he curled his lower lip. Seeing how engrossed he was in it, he must have enjoyed it a lot. He must have forgotten everything from before.

"Do you have a long memory?"

What kind of memory? Han Xiaoxiao looked at him, blinking her large eyes blankly a few times.

Mo Zhan tilted his head and gave her a cold glance.

"It's grown!" Who cares what kind of memory he had, this was definitely a long time ago.

"Remember what?"

"... Uh... "Ahhh!"

Mo Zhan loosened his grip, "Remember, keep your distance from Chu Zimo." The voice was cold again.

He continued to move his hands, "Even if you can't stand the loneliness anymore and want to find a lover, you should at least find a person who has no face. You came looking for Chu Zimo to flaunt yourself. You want to embarrass me. "

Han Xiaoxiao's expression froze. What can't endure loneliness? What lover? What was embarrassing him?

Just because they rolled out the sheets the first time they met, he thought of her as such a miserable woman!

The mood that was just a bit better was shattered into pieces by him once again.

He really would give her a good kick at the right time, killing off the little bit of goodwill she had for him.

No, she was wrong, it was two kicks, because he said again, "I don't want Mo Family to know that I found a woman with no moral integrity."

A moral integrity? Hmph, her morals were shattered after shamelessly doing the same thing with him.

Ye Zichen forcefully pulled his foot out of Ye Zichen's hand, causing Mo Zhan to look at him.

She sat cross-legged towards him, tilted her head and said with a fake smile, "President Mo, from the moment I met you, my integrity has been gone."

Mo Zhan squinted his eyes.

Han Xiaoxiao seemed to see something similar to anger in his pitch-black pupils. She suddenly felt refreshed. She had managed to stir up another emotion from him.

Unfortunately, she was not happy for more than two seconds because Mo Zhan was smiling at her like a thousand-year-old old fox.

Han Xiaoxiao sat cross-legged like a statue, the cold air whooshing around her back.

If not, one's potential was limitless, and the more impossible it was, the more methods one could use to survive. When death seemed to be the only path, a bright light flashed in her mind, and a famous saying popped out: If the enemy moves, I don't move, if the enemy doesn't move, if the enemy moves, I'll make a move!

What are you waiting for!

Ye Zichen chucked the oil in his hand away, then spread his legs from the sofa to run. The pain from his ankle was nothing!

Unfortunately, as soon as his left foot touched the ground, his body rushed forward and made a "dong" sound as he made intimate contact with the smooth floor.

What was going on? She lay on the ground and winked, completely confused. She felt as if the back half of her body was hanging in the air.

Mo Zhan was sitting on the sofa with a leisurely look on his face. There was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth as he stared coldly at Han Xiaoxiao who was lying on the ground with her left hand grabbing her right ankle.

The devil's voice floated in the air, "No moral integrity, right? "Very well, if there is, I'm afraid you won't do it here."

Do? What for? Han Xiaoxiao turned her head to look at him, her small mouth slightly opened as she was shocked to find that her other foot was in his hand.

Mo Zhan didn't give her much time to be stunned, he directly used his actions to tell her what to do.

Grabbing her right foot, he flipped her to the ground. Han Xiaoxiao didn't know why, but he had already pressed all the weight on top of her.

The air in Han Xiaoxiao's lungs had been squeezed out by him, and stars were shining in her eyes.

After calming down a bit, he noticed that Mo Zhan's hand was on her body.

Han Xiaoxiao, who had just regained her composure, retracted her anger and stared at him in a daze.

She was familiar with the thick ink in his phoenix eyes. It was a sign that he was going to shoot himself.

This is the living room...

Mo Zhan smiled at her: "A woman without moral integrity, she should be able to do it anytime anywhere."

Han Xiaoxiao immediately realized that he was taking his revenge! Revenge for the counterattack she just made on him!

If he was angry, he could only set fire to the officials of Xuanzhou City. How could he not light any lanterns?

"President Mo, you can do it again and again with a woman without moral integrity. Where's your moral integrity?"

Mo Zhan's thick eyes turned cold and the corner of his mouth rose into a sneer. He had to fix this cat's claws.

"I don't need that sort of thing." When she finished speaking, she bit her lips.

Han Xiaoxiao didn't expect him to be working in this living room.

His body was pressed down to the point where he couldn't move at all. He could only shake his head with all his might to avoid his lips.

However, she couldn't dodge. No matter where she hid, Mo Zhan would accurately capture her. She could only let out a "hmm" sound under his lips.

After struggling for a long time without any results, she finally gave in and fell to the ground. Her eyes felt sore. Did he have to humiliate her like this to make her happy?

Mo Zhan saw that she was about to give in, so he looked up from her lips, looked down at her, and stopped all actions.

A low and cold voice crashed into Han Xiaoxiao's eardrums. "Where's your moral integrity?"

Han Xiaoxiao looked at him calmly. "The dog ate it."

Mo Zhan narrowed his eyes. Very good, hard enough. As expected of the woman he captured to be his wife!

"I'll ask again, where's your moral integrity?"

"..."

Han Xiaoxiao tilted her head to the side and no longer answered him.

She knew that if she were to face him head on now, she would be the only one to suffer.

How dare you ignore him? Very good. Mo Zhan made a movement with his hand, causing Han Xiaoxiao's body to tremble.

Mo Zhan's cold voice, which sounded like the devil's voice, was clearly imprinted into her mind one word at a time: "I want to ask you one last time, do you have any moral principles? Do you have it or not?"

… ….

Han Xiaoxiao painfully closed her eyes and slowly opened them. She spat out one word, "Yes." Could she say no at this point?

"Hmph" Mo Zhan snorted coldly and curled his lips in satisfaction. He was going to force him to use force. She was the first person who was able to force him to use his full strength. The ignorant is fearless.

He slowly got up from her body and looked down at her. "Take good care of your moral integrity. Otherwise, it won't be so simple next time around."

Han Xiaoxiao was still lying on the ground, fully dressed. When Aunt Liu came out, she said as she walked, "Young master, the midnight snack is ready. Young Mistress must be getting anxious from waiting. "

Han Xiaoxiao was shocked. If others were to see her like this, they would not know how to think of her. There was no time for self-pity. He quickly got up from the ground, turned around, and pulled on his messy clothes.

Even Aunt Liu could see the strange atmosphere between the two of them. She looked a little embarrassed as she hurriedly said, "I left the midnight snack in the dining room. I'll go do something else." Then it disappeared without a trace.

Han Xiaoxiao had lost her appetite, even though the night was still scented.

He followed Mo Zhan to the cafeteria to eat a few mouthfuls of unknown food before getting up and preparing to go back to his bedroom.

Just as he took two steps, Mo Zhan's cold voice sounded, "Give me the household register tomorrow."

Han Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment. Without answering him, she limped out of the restaurant.

Mo Zhan didn't continue to make things difficult for her. After she left, he glanced at the dishes that Aunt Liu had prepared meticulously, put down his chopsticks and went back to his room. He wasn't hungry.