C337 Don't Tell Me There's a Girl Hidden in the Phone

What do you mean old?

"You dare to despise me for being old?" Young Master Shang finally let go of the woman's lips. His expression was not good.

"Why would I dislike Young Master Shang being older?" The woman's breath was like orchids, and her eyes were charming. She looked like a little demoness, but her gaze was not on the ground. It was the tent between Young Master Shang's legs in black pants.

Shang Moze:... I should say, this damn woman is becoming more and more shameless...

However, Young Master Shang did not have the time to make a proud statement about the word "big." What a certain person said next made Young Master Shang's handsome face collapse.

"Of course I won't despise your age. I just despise Young Master Shang for being too old."

Yi Xiaomi's tone was intentional. Her eyes were like silk and she smiled innocently. When she saw that the man's face had obviously darkened, she suddenly burst into laughter.

Aiyo, hey, Young Master Shang's expression is too cute... Yi Xiaomi laughed so hard that even her tears flew out. It turned out that the wise and mighty Young Master Shang cared so much about her age!

In fact, Shang Moze really cared about age. Any man. Just like Ling Jue, who had money? He was not afraid. He would not lose in terms of figure. In terms of face, he was also far ahead. In terms of charisma, he had left Ling Jue behind by more than a street.

(Ling Jue:... Shang Moze, don't be too narcissistic!)

However, age was a hurdle that could not be overcome. Once this year passed, he would be 27 years old, and Yi Xiaomi would only be 20 years old and have a sharp point. It was said that when one was three years old, there was a generation gap. There was a generation gap between him and Yi Xiaomi!

Thinking of this, Young Master Shang's expression became even worse. A storm brewed in his eyes, and he glared at the woman who was laughing happily.

"Yi Xiaomi, I am mature and charming. Do you understand?"

"Pffft, Yi Xiaomi could not hold back her laughter. Her whole body was shaking with laughter. This man really took it seriously?

"If you keep laughing, I will strangle you to death!" Seeing Yi Xiaomi smile so hard that the corner of her mouth could not close, Shang Moze reached out his hand and pinched the woman's fair face hard. "Damn woman!"

"Oh, right." Yi Xiaomi remembered the phone call from before and felt a little strange. Her watery eyes opened wide. "That black wedding dress is quite comfortable to wear. It feels like the size is quite suitable. Why should I make people change it?"

An unnatural look flashed across her face, but it was only for a moment. With such speed, Shang Moze's eyes seemed to be even deeper and deeper. In a moment, the black light was terrifying, as if it was brewing something.

Yi Xiaomi was stunned. She just asked out of curiosity, Is Young Master Shang's face ugly to this extent?

"You still haven't told me why you need to change the size?" The more this man was like this, the more uneasy Yi Xiaomi felt in her heart. She kept feeling that it was a little strange.

"Didn't you notice that there was another round of meat on your waist?" Looking at the woman's curious little face and uneasy expression, Shang Moze said unhurriedly, "I think you have gained ten pounds!"

What the heck, Yi Xiaomi's originally smiling lips suddenly stiffened. She gritted her teeth and stared fiercely at the man. "Shang Moze!" She had only slept for a few days. How could she gain 10 pounds all of a sudden? Even pigs did not grow so fast!

Her slender and pretty fingers pinched the woman's waist. Young Master Shang looked serious and serious. "Well, actually it should be 15 pounds."

Mud coal... Yi Xiaomi lifted her leg and kicked the man's strong calf hard. "Get lost!" Other than her stomach slowly bulging, there was clearly still very little meat on her waist. Fifteen kilograms, clearly not long enough.

Hmm... Yi Xiaomi also pinched herself. Why did she seem to have lost weight? Could it be that she felt too good about herself?

In fact, Yi Xiaomi's feeling was not wrong. She had indeed lost weight. Shang Moze's ink-black brows knitted together. Previously, he still had a little bit of flesh when he pinched her. Why was it that now, his hand felt like it was going to hurt. It was as if only his bones were left.

However, the topic of changing the size of the wedding dress had been successfully changed.

It was not until later that Yi Xiaomi found out why Shang Moze wanted the wedding dress shop to change its size, and why, when she asked, it seemed to be a little... afraid?

It was because she was overwhelmed by happiness. If she was a little smarter and sharper, if she had noticed it earlier, she would not have felt so embarrassed and awkward at the back. Her heart... would not have been cut by a knife or a knife. She would not have seemed like she was going to die.

However, Yi Xiaomi was currently immersed in happiness. She only felt that the air was filled with the sweet taste of cotton candy.

"Oh, right." Yi Xiaomi suddenly got up from the bed and quickly jumped down. Her whole body was jumping up and down as if she was not very active. It made Young Master Shang's heart jump.

"Qingren, slow down..."

"Hehe, did you notice that there is something missing?" The woman who had run to the bedroom door suddenly stopped. She turned around and smiled. Her face had thirty percent charm and seventy percent cunningness.

What was missing? A dark expression flashed across Shang Moze's handsome face. He touched his body with his big hand and gritted his teeth fiercely. "What are you doing with your phone? Didn't you say there was radiation?"

"Oh, it's been so long since I touched my phone." Yi Xiaomi pouted. There was some grievance in her eyes, but she waved her hand proudly. The low-profile man's phone was especially eye-catching with her white skin.

"I'm pregnant, not in prison. Just let me play for a while."

Hearing the woman's coquettish tone, Shang Moze stood up immediately. His movements were handsome and strong. His long and straight legs made him look like a tall pine tree. The air in the bedroom seemed to have been squeezed away.

"There's nothing here, what are you playing with?" His two long legs moved slowly, as graceful as a cheetah. In less than two seconds, he actually stopped at the door, casting a large shadow.

"Hehe, as long as you can make a phone call," Yi Xiaomi looked at the password that popped up on the screen and smiled evilly. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Are you hiding something from me? Or is there a film that can't be seen?"

Hiding a phone with a phone was understandable, but the last one... Young Master Shang heard his knuckles creak, and each word seemed to pop out from his teeth.

"You know quite a lot..." He really wanted to use a knife to cut open the woman's head and see what kind of strange substance was inside!

"Men are all like this. It's normal. Young Master Shang, you don't have to be shy." Yi Xiaomi had an expression of understanding on her face. She was very righteous.

The next second, when he heard Yi Xiaomi's words, Young Master Shang almost spat out a mouthful of blood.