Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Gu Chuyan was confused and couldn't bear her temper. She leaned towards him and asked through gritted teeth: "Xiao Mohan, what are you doing? You're so nervous."

Xiao Mohan freed up his right hand and landed on her body.

He held her hand with his generous palm and said in a deep voice: "Madam, don't worry."

"What should I worry about? Xiao Mohan, what are you doing? Ah." Gu Chuyan was surprised and watched him raise the car screen to separate the back seat from the front seat.

"It's too dangerous to drive exclusively."

Gu Chuyan was startled and watched him unbuckle his seat belt and pull her over with his backhand.

"Chuchu, drive for my husband." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice.

His voice was magnetic and hoarse, as if he was controlling something. Gu Chuyan's delicate hands were held by him and pressed on the steering wheel. She subconsciously grabbed the steering wheel.

"Mo Han, you, ah, how do you want me to drive? It's very crowded for two people to sit in the same seat." Gu Chuyan was so frightened that her heart jumped out of her chest, and she had the urge to slap him.

The driving seat was not wide. He stepped on the accelerator and let her drive?

"The air conditioner is broken." Xiao Mohan's voice rang in her ears.

He didn't say that she didn't feel hot. When Xiao Mohan mentioned it, Gu Chuyan reached out to roll down the car window, but there was no response: "The air conditioner is really broken? What should I do?"

"The car window is broken." Xiao Mohan's hot breath blew in her ears.

Gu Chuyan was covered in hot sweat and her dress was wet. Xiao Mohan said: "The road ahead is blocked, please change another way."

"But... take the small road back, it's very far." Gu Chuyan said softly, but subconsciously turned towards the small road.

A gust of wind came from nowhere, frightening her so much that she said to him: "Mo Han, come and drive."

"Yeah." Xiao Mohan responded, but his hand was not holding the steering wheel.

Gu Chuyan felt something was wrong, her body trembled with fear, and she screamed: "I told you to hold the steering wheel, let go! I told you to be calm, do you hear me?"

"Xiao Mohan, stop it quickly." Gu Chuyan's hands were shaking violently and she raised her head to scold him.

Seeing her angry look, Xiao Mohan felt even deeper.

Xiao Mohan breathed at her gently, looking at Gu Chuyan's awkward look, her long eyelashes fluttering.

"Ah, Mo Han, don't be ridiculous, we are driving, it is dangerous." Gu Chuyan gasped lightly, but forgot that at this moment, she was driving "Mo Yan".

"Mo Yan" can automatically determine the direction without anyone driving it, and reach its destination smoothly.

"My husband is also driving. Madam, don't worry, you will definitely get home safely." Xiao Mohan's voice was magnetic and did not seem to reassure her.

"Mo Han, you bastard, I regret knowing you." Gu Chuyan's clear voice, she reached out and grabbed his arm, and without thinking, she opened her mouth and bit it.

"Xiao Liu just said that my husband seems to have neglected you recently." Xiao Mohan's voice was hoarse, which made her so drunk that she was embarrassed.

His voice at this moment was hoarse and low, but it revealed his emotions.

"Xiao Liu? What does she know? Do you even listen to children?" Gu Chuyan whispered.

She didn't believe that Xiao Yichu would say this to him. Xiao Mohan must have made it up to deceive her.

"Don't believe it?" Xiao Mohan looked at her disbelieving look, stretched out his hand to hold her face, and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you go home, ask her, and try again?"

Gu Chuyan listened and said angrily: "Do you think I will believe you? Xiao Mohan, when have your words ever been reliable?"

In the back seat, Xiao Yichu was sleeping. She woke up suddenly and looked out the window confusedly, as if someone was patting her on the back and saying bad things about her. The little girl quickly got up, pressed one side and closed the window.