Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Hmm." Gu Chuyan said softly, a little excited, her little hands hugged Xiao Mohan's neck.

Gu Chuyan was obviously a little at a loss, she was so nervous that she grabbed his shoulder and didn't let go.

"I, I take it easy." Gu Chuyan said.

Seeing how she was taking a deep breath, Xiao Mohan couldn't help but suppress a laugh. The man's magnetic laughter seemed to smooth away the uneasiness in her heart.

"Hmm..." Gu Chuyan was paralyzed in his arms at a loss.

"Chu Chu, Chu Chu." Xiao Mohan's silent black eyes burst out with sparks of love, and he couldn't help calling her name affectionately.

The emotion of wanting to see her crazily, wanting to burn everything around her, making her the only one! This kind of factor is deeply buried in his bones, making him unable to extricate himself.

The car stopped, Xiao Mohan turned around holding her in his arms, and walked towards the inside with big strides.

The snow was a bit heavy, and it fell on his body. Gu Chuyan stretched out her hand and gently brushed off the snowflakes on his short hair, and her fingertips fell between his eyebrows.

Xiao Mohan strode upstairs with her in his arms, looked at her long hair hanging on her shoulders, looked at him a little confused, and his smile deepened.

"Xiao Mohan." Gu Chuyan looked into her arms, called him softly, reached out to stroke his head, and whispered his name.

Xiao Mohan put her aside, got up and said to her: "It's too cold, let me run water for you to take a bath."

He said, getting up and walking towards the bathroom.

At this moment, his phone rang, and Gu Chuyan reached for his phone and walked towards the bathroom: "Your phone."

"En." Xiao Mohan responded, reached out to take the phone, touched the temperature of the water in the bathtub, turned around and stroked her head, and said, "I'll answer the phone, you take a shower first."

"Okay." Gu Chuyan responded in a low voice.

Xiao Mohan walked to the balcony, holding the railing, and then called: "Hello."

"Third Young Master." An anxious voice came from the other end of the phone, as if he was looking for something important.

Xiao Mohan stood there, letting the snowflakes float on his body, but he didn't feel cold at all, and quietly listened to him: "I see."

"Third Young Master, when are you coming back?"

"I'm not going back." Xiao Mohan raised his eyes, looked towards the bathroom, and said after a few seconds of silence.

The air seemed to suddenly become quiet, making one dare not even breathe hard.

"Third Young Master, why?"

"I'm married." Xiao Mohan announced in a low voice when he saw Gu Chuyan's figure.

"Crack" the phone on the other end fell to the ground, and after a few seconds of silence, there came a panicked voice: "Married? Young Master San, are you married?"

"En." Xiao Mohan responded, turned around and patted the snowflakes on his body, walked towards the house, and said, "I want to meet people, let them come by themselves, I won't take her back to Xiao's house."

"Crack." Xiao Mohan hung up the phone and threw the phone on the table.

Since Zhuo Bi came to S City, he must be asking questions! Now that Zhuo Bi knew, the Zhuo family would receive wind, and it would be pointless to keep it a secret. He acted first and announced the news. Although it was like a ticking time bomb, it was more important to admit her identity.

Although getting married was a bit hasty, he wanted to prove that he, Xiao Mohan, would never be with a woman easily.

Han Changqing opened the door and walked in. After hearing his words, he stood there respectfully and asked in a low voice, "Master, there is news over there."

Xiao Mohan raised his head and glanced at Han Changqing. The two of them kept silent and walked towards the study.

Gu Chuyan came out after taking a shower, wiping her hair, sitting on the sofa, when she heard the phone ringing, she reached for the phone and found that it was Gu Yan calling.

ps: Peony is in a bad mood, please leave a message to comfort me... woo woo woo, I'm so lost... My feet hurt, my teeth hurt, my heart hurts... ....