Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Gu Chuyan stepped forward, and the man only handed her something and left in a hurry.

"Miss Gu." An old voice frightened Gu Chuyan. She almost dropped the things in her hands to the ground, but she stuffed them into her pockets calmly.

When he turned around, he saw Mrs. Lian standing not far away.

Gu Chuyan's heart skipped a beat. She wondered if she had seen Xiao Mohan disappear just now. She didn't know where he had gone.

"Old madam, are you still awake?" Gu Chuyan greeted politely and walked towards her.

Mrs. Lian was confused, looked at her suspiciously and said, "I can't sleep, so come out for a walk."

"It's rare for you to come out to enjoy the snow alone in the middle of the night. Could it be that Mr. Xiao Xiao isn't here?" Mrs. Lian asked if Xiao Mohan did what happened behind his back.

Otherwise, Gu Miaoting's case being exposed may seem like a coincidence, but upon closer inspection, it seems a lot suspicious.

It looked like he was clarifying, but he was clearly trying to sow discord.

"There is no need for the old lady to ask about matters between husband and wife." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice. His tall figure came from the darkness, his shirt was messy and his body was still stained with grass.

Xiao Mohan elegantly tied his buttons and stepped forward.

Seeing that there were snowflakes and two weeds on her black hair, he stretched out his hand to remove it for her and asked in a deep voice, "Are you tired?"

"It's okay." Gu Chuyan responded awkwardly, wondering what kind of medicine Xiao Mohan was selling in his gourd.

But I heard him say in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be talking to you when it snows..."

Xiao Mohan suddenly shut up in the middle of his words, raised his eyes and looked at Mrs. Lian, wondering: "Is Mrs. Lian interested in our couple's night life?"

Even the old lady was a shrewd old man and knew that he said this deliberately, but she didn't point it out.

When Xiao Mohan asked this question, she realized that she was entranced.

"In that case, I won't bother you. It's cold at night, so you'd better...change to another place." Mrs. Lian said, but she looked at Xiao Mohan more.

Seeing Xiao Mohan, she suddenly felt as if she had liked such a tall and handsome man when she was young. Thinking of Wang Zhongtuan again, she couldn't help but look at Xiao Mohan more, with interest in her eyes.

Thinking of this, she looked deeply at Gu Chuyan. In the dark night, she could still see her shy little face was slightly red, which was clearly the afterglow of passion.

"Xiao Mohan, you did it on purpose, right? What else are you talking about?" Gu Chuyan said to him.

Xiao Mohan took her umbrella, walked forward with her, and said in a deep voice: "What did you say to me husband?"

"Walking at night, could it be a little life at night?" Xiao Mohan asked doubtfully, and suddenly realized: "Does Madam want to do something in the snow?"

"In this case, it is better to obey your orders than to be respectful to your husband." Xiao Mohan said, reaching out to unbutton his buttons.

Gu Chuyan ran away and said to him, "Xiao Mohan, you bastard."

Not far away, Mrs. Lian walked slowly and vaguely heard the sound of two people flirting in the wind. She said coldly: "You still have to show affection in the middle of the night. These young people don't know how to take into account the feelings of the old man. "

"Didn't you say you would take me to meet someone? Did you mean Snow?" Gu Chuyan ran a few steps, then turned back and asked Xiao Mohan.

"Someone wants to see you." Xiao Mohan said.

He took his hand out of his pocket, held her hand and stuffed it into his pocket, rubbed it gently and said, "Is it cold?"

"Fortunately, it's not too cold." Gu Chuyan said, and she jumped up and down mischievously, "It's rare for it to snow in late autumn, it's quite novel."

Xiao Mohan remained silent and raised his arms to hold her in his arms. He was tall. Although she was tall, she looked like a dwarf in his arms, wrapped tightly by him.