Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Wenshui turned his head and looked in the direction he came from.

He clenched his fists, instinctively wanting to go back and see if she was back? Is it really her? she…. Still alive? But he wasn't so sure.

"Pa" the little fox lay on the wall, threw the remaining half of the cucumber aside, turned around, jumped down, and ran halfway up the mountain.

Wen'an Pavilion, in the bedroom.

After soaking the potion, Xiao Mohan put on her nightgown, let her lie flat on the bed, rubbed her fair face with his fingertips, and said in a deep voice: "You girl, when will you stop being so willful?"

For him, she risked her life and death.

Such willfulness made Xiao Mohan feel heartbroken.

Wenshui pushed open the door and came in. He ran forward and held Xiao Mohan's wrist, but he grabbed it and pressed it on Gu Chuyan's hand.

"Help her see if the situation has improved?" Xiao Mohan said quietly, obviously his thoughts were entirely on Gu Chuyan.

Wenshui checked her, then looked at Xiao Mohan and couldn't help but nod.

"Well, it's nothing serious." Wenshui nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

The housekeeper stood there, staring at Wenshui, intently, as if he wanted to see the reason before giving up.

"Butler, what are you looking at?" Wenshui stared at him and subconsciously touched his face.

The butler covered his mouth and looked at Wenshui curiously. After a few seconds, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Master, why is there... lipstick marks all over your mouth?"

"Lipstick marks?" Wenshui listened and turned to look at the big mirror in front of him.

I saw deep lip prints around his lips, and the faint lingering fragrance penetrated his nose. He reached out to wipe his lips.

"I'm going to take a shower." Wenshui raised his feet and walked out.

After thinking for a while, he dragged the housekeeper out and pushed him aside.

"It's nothing, but you actually dragged me back? To be honest, do you not want to hang out anymore?" Wenshui said coldly, pressing the question.

The housekeeper listened with uneasiness.

"Master, this old slave is yours and can only hang out with you." The butler said respectfully, fearing that he would say something wrong, he raised his head and added: "I will never leave you in this life."

"Pfft." As Wenshui listened, a mouthful of old blood welled up.

He let go of the housekeeper, ran toward the house, and slammed the door.

There were heavy footsteps outside. The housekeeper looked up and saw a tall figure coming in. He was wearing casual retro clothes, his hair was combed back, his face was serious, and his deep black eyes were extremely serious.

"Master?" When the housekeeper saw him, he ran forward and called out.

Wen Lao's deep and cold eyes turned to the housekeeper, his wrinkled face was serious, and he asked coldly: "Where is the boy?"

"Master, it's inside," the steward said.

Wen Lao listened, strode forward, and opened the door.

In the bedroom, Wenshui walked out in his nightgown after taking a shower and wiped his hair. When he saw the door open and Wen Shui's figure walked in with a serious face, Wenshui was so frightened that he fell down on the bed.

"Grandpa?" asked the sailor as he dropped his towel and looked at him with fear on his face.

Thinking of a year ago, when he and Xiao Mohan came to S city, they only asked for one condition: "You must find a girlfriend within a year, otherwise..."

Thinking of this, Wenshui's eyes were full of fear.

"Grandpa, hey, grandpa, what are you going to do? Grandpa." Wenshui was startled.

Boss Wen stepped in, grabbed him and threw him on the bed, pressed him down sternly, and uttered two words in a cold voice: "Physical examination."

"No, oh, I don't! Grandpa..." Wenshui screamed a few times, and a scene emerged in his mind. In ancient times, when emperors wanted to marry their concubines, they had to undergo a physical examination in advance?