Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Xiao Mohan's fingertips landed on her collar and gently opened it.

In the grass not far away, a white shadow slowly crawled out, lying there and squinting, looking at this "hot" scene, holding his chin and staring.

"Let me take a look." Xiao Mohan said in a hoarse voice. He looked down at her shoulder, which was red and swollen.

Xiao Mohan's deep black eyes were filled with coldness. He picked up Gu Chuyan, turned around and ran upstairs. He put her on the bed and tore off her clothes with all his strength.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa." The little fox screamed, spinning several times in the air, hanging on a branch, sticking out its tongue and rolling its eyes.

"Hehe." Xiao Yichu lay on the balcony, turned his head and hooked his hands at Xiao Yiyan, looked at the figure of the little fox hanging there, and hooked his fingers.

The colorful bird flew over and rushed towards the little fox, poking at the little fox with its pointed beak.

"Ouch, ouch," the little fox screamed, his body stiffened, and he fell from the top.

The little bird turned around and burrowed into the lush leaves. The little fox turned its head and burrowed towards the guest room on the first floor, turned around and leaned to the side, raised its legs and kicked hard.

"Ouch!" The little fox crawled to the floor-length mirror in pain and turned to look at the redness and swelling.

The little fox kicked his legs hard, but the door was pushed open, and Han Changqing walked in.

"..." Han Changqing looked at its appearance and gave it a cold look.

"Master, I found it." Han Changqing held the phone, walked to the drawer, looked through it, took out something and was about to leave, but saw the little fox rushing over.

Holding his long legs.

"Get lost." Han Changqing shouted coldly, holding the little fox tightly while Han Changqing watched intently.

The little fox stared at him pitifully. Han Changqing was about to leave, but remembered its identity and picked it up.

"Han..." Wenshui rushed in from outside and wanted to talk to Han Changqing.

"Don't say that I and you are brothers." Wenshui said, throwing away his hands and leaving.

Han Changqing pushed the little fox away and looked at its aggrieved look. He turned around and left with his things, saying, "If you have any questions, ask for water."

Han Changqing took the things, turned around and went upstairs, knocking on the bedroom door.

"Master." Han Changqing called respectfully. Xiao Mohan opened the door, took the things, looked at Han Changqing and said, "No need to be busy, let all brothers rest."

"Master, what if he runs away?"

"I'm afraid he won't run away." Xiao Mohan said, he closed the door and walked towards the bathroom.

Hearing the faint sound of running water, Xiao Mohan opened the door and saw Gu Chuyan standing up. She couldn't help laughing when she saw him walking in.

"Look at this." Xiao Mohan handed the thing to her, looked down at her, raised his eyebrows and said, "Last time Feng Tianjing fell into the river, he found it in the river."

"Let me take a look." Gu Chuyan listened, took the things and looked through them.

"Mo Han, this looks familiar." Gu Chuyan said, and she stood up suddenly.

"This and my..."

Gu Chuyan was suddenly startled and looked at him with a smile.

Xiao Mohan's silent black eyes whispered: "Madam, please speak."

Gu Chuyan hugged her face, pushed him away and walked out, saying, "I just thought of something."

She said and ran out, returned to the bedroom, and opened the drawer.

"Hey, where are the things?" Gu Chuyan knelt on the ground, looked through the drawers, then knelt on the ground and got under the bed.

Xiao Mohan squatted beside her, looked at her serious look, reached out to pat her and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Gu Chuyan raised her buttocks, and Xiao Mohan looked at the irritating scene in front of him. He was so angry that a wave of heat hit every part of his body, and it all gathered and poured into his abdomen.