Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Wenshui was sitting in the passenger seat, looking at the phone that was hung up, he asked doubtfully: "What is this girl doing?"

After calling again, I found that Feng Tianjing's phone had been turned off.

"I want to try calling my sister-in-law." Wenshui said, but Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand, pressed his hand, and said in a deep voice: "No need."

"In this case, you should explain to her how to speak clearly on the phone?" Xiao Mohan said, Wenshui stretched out his hand to touch his smooth chin, thoughtfully.

"Pah!" Gu Chengdong reached out, took a bottle of beer, opened it, held it up and handed it to Wen Shui.

"Don't please me, I won't spare you." Wenshui pushed back the beer bottle.

Gu Chengdong held up the beer bottle, drank it in one gulp, leaned on the back seat, and asked thoughtfully: "Lian Ruoqing, is it in your hands?"

If you live in a large apartment but can't find anyone, there's something wrong.

Lian Ruoqing's surname was Lian. No matter what happened, he would not be killed and silenced. After thinking about it, he guessed that it was related to Xiao Mohan.

"Huh?" Xiao Mohan raised his eyes, glanced at him, and didn't answer.

Wenshui listened, silently pulling his coat to cover the monster's face, playing games on his phone, but when he saw a message popping up, he almost jumped up.

"Han, Han Changqing deserves a beating." Wenshui held the phone, his fair face flushed with anger.

Gu Chengdong turned around, lay on the back seat, reached out and took out the weapon, played with his hands, and said in a deep voice: "Ask for water."

"What are you doing?" Wenshui Aojiao sat there, her tone not very good.

"Is Lian Ruoqing in your hands?" Gu Chengdong asked in a deep voice.

Wenshui listened, pursed his lips and said nothing, lowering his head and playing with his mobile phone.

"That's right, what does Lian Ruoqing have to do with me? Feng Tianjing, on the other hand, is the woman betrothed to me by the Feng family. This time, after the Lian family's affairs are settled, it should be settled." Gu Chengdong said with a slight smile on his lips. Yang, took the beer and poured it into his mouth.

His words fell into Wenshui's ears. His peach blossom eyes widened and he looked at Gu Chengdong.

"You two remember to come to Feng Tianjing and I's wedding." Gu Chengdong said in a deep voice, reaching out to grab the armrest of the car. The car happened to turn, he stretched out his long legs, jumped out of the car and left gracefully.

Wenshui looked at his figure and said in shock, "Is he threatening me?"

"Han, he said he wanted Feng Tianjing to get married! Damn it, I will kill him next time I see him." Wenshui rubbed his hands anxiously, wanting to sharpen his knife and stab him.

"Squeak." Xiao Mohan parked the car, put on his coat, and strode away wearing sunglasses.

"Cold, cold." Wenshui was stunned. Seeing Xiao Mohan's tall figure disappear from his sight, he quickly unbuckled his seat belt, but couldn't catch up.

Wenshui leaned against the car, smoking a cigarette, and kicked the car with his feet.

"Hiss." Wenshui bent down and tried to tie the laces of his leather boots when he felt someone grabbing his buttocks.

"Damn it." Wenshui shouted coldly, stood up straight, saw a man in colorful clothes, looked back at him and blinked.

Wenshui covered his buttocks, reached for the beer bottle that Gu Chengdong drank, and threw it at him, but the man caught it, blew him a kiss, and said, "I hate it."

"Ugh." He asked with pimples all over the floor, turned around and walked away in big steps.

"Unlucky, who did I offend today?" Wenshui touched his shoulder and got his butt scratched by a gay man. Damn it.

Wenshui strode away and stepped on his untied shoelaces, causing him to fall forward.

"Hiss, damn it." Wenshui's handsome face hit a soft spot, it was extremely white and had a faint fragrance.