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Chapter 957 The Little Princess’s Married-in Boyfriend (49)

The goddess hand’s were so soft.

His hands were sweating. Would they get her hands dirty?

All sorts of thoughts emerged, turning Shen Anming’s hands and feet as stiff as a robot’s.

Shen Anming looked at Bai Weiwei’s beautiful profile, and his tensed emotions finally eased.

Shen Anming called his father’s secretary, intending to use his privilege to buy two plane tickets.

The result–the phone was taken away by his father.

“Stinky boy, get your ass back here! If you offend Xu Menggui, I can’t save you.”

Shen Anming’s expression froze. He looked sideways towards Bai Weiwei and hung up without saying a word.

He knew it would be difficult to take Bai Weiwei away.

But he still had to try.

Shen Anming suddenly forcefully led her away by the hand. “Let’s shake off those tails first.”

Saying this, Shen Anming pulled her over to the mall.

The people who were following behind Bai Weiwei all rushed over.

Xu Menggui had a slight stubble, and his bangs covered his forehead. His black eyes were frightening.

He held a cigarette as he slowly followed.

When he reached the spot they had just been at, he suddenly recalled.

The smile she had just shown.

Xu Menggui greedily thought back on it. Ever since he destroyed her everything, she had stopped smiling at him like that.

Clearly, Shen Anming had been such a small role before.

She had no eyes for him.

But now, she was so happy to see him.

Xu Menggui knew that if a person was in despair.

As long as there was someone who could give her some warmth, she would fall for that person.

Xu Menggui had thought that he could show up as that person.

But Shen Anming didn’t fear death as he rushed out and snatched his fruit.

His expression grew malicious. Seeking death.

To throw off the bodyguards, Shen Anming weaved back and forth through the crowd with Bai Weiwei.

In order to exhaust the other party’s patience.

They stayed in the mall for over two hours.

During this time, Shen Anming bought some things for Bai Weiwei.

New clothes and some women’s intimate apparel.

It was a very intimate and warm act.

Shen Anming also played the crane machine and snagged Bai Weiwei a Pikachu.

Bai Weiwei squatted in front of the crane machine with him. Two equally youthful, equally dauntless faces.

Looked exceptionally well-matched and lovely.

Bai Weiwei seemed to be seeing Shen Anming clearly for the first time.

She turned her face and stared at him.

Shen Anming’s face flushed. “What?”

Bai Weiwei smiled. “Looking at your handsome face.”

Shen Anming was rendered incoherent by the praise. “That’s, not as beautiful as you, really, you’re very beautiful.”

Bai Weiwei’s expression softened.

She gently reached out, taking the initiative to hold Shen Anming’s hand.

“If I get through this difficult time, and you still don’t have a girlfriend…”

Shen Anming’s eyes lit up in delight. “Don’t have don’t have, what girlfriends in my life could I possibly have? That place has always been yours, Weiwei. No one can take it away.”

Bai Weiwei’s smiling eyes narrowed. “I was too willful before, and I couldn’t see clearly who was good to me. You are truly very good.”

Shen Anming couldn’t help but laugh. “You didn’t know? I’ve had a crush on you for a long time.”

Bai Weiwei: “You have good eyes.”

Shen Anming: “I think so too.”

System: …The male lead ne? How did the male lead feel about being replaced?

Over by the claw machines, Xu Menggui leaned against the railing on the second floor. He looked coldy at the two people.

His expression remained cool.

But his heart felt like it was being stirred up. He felt a discomfort that smoking couldn’t alleviate.

A number of cigarette butts were already strewn by his feet.

The murderous gaze in his eyes grew stronger.

Cheese: man i feel bad for shen anming. poor guy genuinely seems to like bww. in this house we love loving men

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