Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

From then on, the Xiao family was no longer troubled by the curse, and they also knew that everything was related to the Wu Clan, but the most important thing now was that Xiao Mohan's poison had not yet been cured.

"Pfft, you want to know?" Feng Tian listened quietly. She suddenly smiled mysteriously, hooked her fingers at her, and said softly: "Follow me."

The two squatted on the ground, crawled forward, and came to the outside of Xiao Mohan's study.

"This?" Yao Rong just asked her something, but he didn't expect Feng Tianjing to bring him here to eavesdrop?

Yao Rong had never done this kind of thing before, and he was a little worried. If he heard the secrets of the Xiao family, wouldn't he be killed and silenced? At that time, Gu Chuyan would be in trouble.

"Shh." Feng Tianjing watched her speak and quickly reached out to cover her mouth to stop her from speaking.

Yao Rong was held in Feng Tianjing's arms, and their bodies were very close. She buried her face in Feng Tianjing's arms, feeling that there was no softness of a woman, but the toughness of a man, and her face turned red unconsciously.

In the quiet study room, Xiao Mohan was sitting on the sofa. He looked down at his hands, trembling slightly and his nails were turning black, obviously knowing that he didn't have much time left.

"Mo Han." Gu Chuyan pushed in. Xiao Mohan quickly retracted his hand, sat on the sofa and looked up at her smiling face, and said in a hoarse voice: "What's wrong?"

"I'll take a shower." Gu Chuyan said, and she turned and walked into the bathroom.

Xiao Mohan was stunned when he heard this. She had never used the bathroom in the study. When he came home late at night, he was afraid of disturbing her, so he usually took a shower in the study before returning to the room.

But, why did she run into the bathroom in the study to take a shower today? And...he looked at the time on the wall and saw that it was only noon. She didn't have the habit of taking a shower at noon.

"Mo Han." Gu Chuyan stood in the bathroom, took out a small book and read through it. She held a magnifying glass and looked at the small words engraved on the medicine box. She gritted her teeth and said, "ninety-nine and eighty-one times."

"Huh?" Xiao Mohan heard her voice and was about to get up, but saw the bathroom door slowly opening.

In the study, the curtains were drawn, and it was dark inside. Only the desk lamp on the side was on. The light was dim, like a mysterious veil hanging in the air.

"I forgot to bring my clothes." Gu Chuyan stuck her head out, her hair falling like a waterfall and draped over her shoulders when she turned sideways.

Xiao Mohan watched this scene, his silent black eyes slightly stunned, watching her leaning against the door.

"Chuchu." He was worried that something might happen to her, so he quickly stepped forward and called her.

Thinking of what she just said, he immediately stopped.

"I'll get it for you." Xiao Mohan said. Although he said this, his hands were clasped behind his back. He was afraid that she would find his hands, and his nails were already covered in black.

When Gu Chuyan watched him turn around, she took something and threw it at him, saying, "Just give me your shirt. The children are sleeping next door. If you go there, they will wake up."

Xiao Mohan listened, took a deep breath, silently raised his eyes, and looked at the thing hanging on his shoulder.

She just threw it over and put it on his shoulder. It exuded a faint fragrance, which belonged to her.

"Okay." Xiao Mohan's voice was hoarse. How could he resist being seduced by her unintentionally? He turned around and walked towards the closet, reaching for a black shirt and holding it.

When he was about to turn around, he felt a huge pain in his body. Xiao Mohan put his hand on one side and his shirt fell to the ground along his hand.

"Mo Han." Gu Chuyan reached out, took the shirt, put it on her body, stretched out her hand to hug him tightly from behind, and asked softly: "What's wrong with you?"

When she suddenly hugged her tightly from behind, Xiao Mohan's body stiffened. He stood there, his hands couldn't help but grasp the side of the wardrobe, and said in a deep voice: "I'm fine."