Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Xiao Mohan's deep black eyes stared at her blurred eyes.

"Danger? You mean it's dangerous for your husband?" Xiao Mohan raised his eyebrows, and his silent black eyes fell on her.

"Ah, Xiao Mohan, do you know the boss of M Group?" Gu Chuyan suddenly changed the subject and asked.

She didn't believe that a stranger would actually accommodate her like this?

Does he have potential, or does he have other goals? But Xiao Mohan has a very wide circle of friends and seems to know a lot of people at different levels.

"What? Madam wants to see him?" Xiao Mohan asked in a deep voice, opening his mouth and biting her arm.

Gu Chuyan was stared at by him. She pursed her pink lips, blinked her almond-shaped eyes, turned over and lay on top of him, and poked his chest with her fingertips.

"The ever-changing changes in the dragon's veins are related to integrity!" Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, reaching out and clasping her shoulders, dragging her into his arms and letting her lie on the bed.

He pointed to the sky and said to her, "Look."

As he finished speaking, Gu Chuyan looked with apricot eyes and saw that the dark sky suddenly lit up, and the meteor shower suddenly retreated towards the world.

"Xingliuyu?" Gu Chuyan looked at it happily, she couldn't believe her eyes.

But because the villa was located halfway up the mountain, it had an advantageous geographical location, and in the woods, the view was wide. She looked at the shooting stars, as if they were gathering towards this dragon vein.

Hearing a faint noise, Xiao Mohan tightened his arms and said in a deep voice, "Would you like to sleep here with me tonight?"

"Okay." Gu Chuyan listened and turned around to lean into his arms, but she was so excited that it was difficult to describe or conceal it.

But like everything being hypnotized, the impetuousness in her heart was dissipated, and she fell asleep peacefully in his arms. Xiao Mohan stared at her face with his silent black eyes.

"For my husband, I wish you a happy life." Xiao Mohan's voice was low. He stood up slowly, took his coat and covered her body.

Xiao Mohan got up, put on his clothes and jumped down.

His tall figure walked skillfully in the woods, looking at the so-called "Dragon Veins". He looked up at the sky and was silent for a few seconds.

He took out the dagger, cut his palm, and let the blood drip.

"Master." Han Changqing's voice sounded. He stepped forward respectfully and said, "Tonight, there is indeed a group of people at the bottom of the mountain who want to come in mysteriously."

"These people's pace and skills are indeed from the Xiao family, and they are very familiar with everything about the Xiao family, especially the dragon veins, otherwise they would not choose to break in tonight."

Han Changqing said, with disdain on his lips, he sneered: "It's a pity that these ignorant humans don't know that everything is under your control."

"Is everything solved?" Xiao Mohan said quietly, retracted his hand, took the medicine and applied it on his palm.

Han Changqing did not answer, but stared at his palm, then looked at the water lily on the coffin, and said with some surprise: "Master, are you going to nourish it with blood?"

"Yeah." Xiao Mohan responded, but didn't say anything more.

"Master, this is absolutely impossible! You don't have to do this for your sister-in-law..."

Xiao Mohan listened, he raised his head and glanced at Han Changqing, with a beautiful curve at the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Ah Qing."

"Here." Han Changqing's attitude was respectful, but his eyes were full of concern.

He stepped forward, looked at Han Changqing, and said softly: "Your first kiss seems to be gone."

"..." Han Changqing's back felt cold.

Han Changqing subconsciously reached out and touched his lips, as if it was a shame.

Xiao Mohan glanced at him and reminded in a low voice: "Well, are you sure??"