Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Yeah." Xiao Yijue listened, slid down from the sofa with I pad in his arms, and saluted Xiao Mohan.

Seeing Xiao Yijue turning around to leave, Xiao Mohan suddenly remembered something and said, "Wait a minute."

"Huh?" Xiao Yijue was called out. His cold face was a little confused. Xiao Mohan was always serious and would never do things sloppily, so he actually called him out this time?

Xiao Mohan walked aside, opened the drawer, took out a box, opened it, handed it to him and said, "Wear this from now on."

Looking at the necklace inside the box, it was engraved with the word "Xiao", and one part was incomplete. It was obvious that there was another necklace, but Xiao Yijue didn't pick it up.

"Take it and put it on. When you grow up, remember to find the other missing necklace." Xiao Mohan said, Xiao Yijue silently reached out to catch it and walked out.

Although the little kid was young, he learned etiquette very well. He didn't forget to close the door when he went out. He looked at the necklace with some doubts, put it away in his pocket, walked out with small steps, and sat on the steps with his chin in his hand. Look outside.

"Come here for my husband." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, turned around and walked towards the lounge.

Seeing Gu Chuyan's face flushed like a pink apple, one couldn't help but want to take a bite.

Gu Chuyan clutched the small book tightly and turned a few pages. When she heard Xiao Mohan's return, she stood up and rushed forward.

Xiao Mohan's tall body walked towards her.

She grabbed his home clothes and raised his hands to tie Xiao Mohan. Xiao Mohan enjoyed being tied up by her, his deep black eyes becoming more and more doting.

"I let you bully me, let's see how I deal with you." Gu Chuyan said, going crazy, and even Xiao Mohan couldn't resist it.

Being tied up, he could have resisted, but Xiao Mohan was happy to be "abused" by her, and with a deep groan, he raised his long legs to drag her down, and she fell into his arms.

Inside the villa, it was quiet.

In the guest room, Feng Tianjing was dragged by Wenshui and thrown into the bathroom.

Water splashed on her hair, and Feng Tianjing's clothes got wet. She stretched out her hand to wipe away the water droplets, and said angrily: "Ask for water, are you crazy?"

Wenshui turned around and looked for the water glass, but found it was missing.

"Where is this young master's water glass?" Wenshui's beautiful peach blossom eyes swept across the bathroom and found that the things he had prepared were missing. He searched several times but could not find them.

It was a herbal medicine that he specially developed. He was very interested in medicine, so he devoted almost all his energy to researching it. He also wanted Feng Tianjing to try it, but the water cup disappeared.

"What water glass?" Feng Tianjing asked softly. She stood up, changed out of her wet clothes, and walked towards him in her bathrobe.

Wen Shui became anxious, turned around and dragged her, carried her towards the bedroom, and said, "I have decided. After drinking the medicine, you will be my son. I will not dislike you."

"Are you okay?" Feng Tianjing said, thinking about it for a while, and asked Shui... .

Wenshui lowered his head, and kissed her with a handsome face, trying to block her mouth.

"vomit" Feng Tianjing felt nauseous, and the sour water was rolling. She pushed him away and turned to lie aside and wanted to vomit, but nothing happened.

"What's going on? Is this Young Master making you feel sick?" Wenshui was pushed away by her, confusion written on Jun's face, and he stretched out his hand to help her up.

I found that Feng Tianjing's face was a little pale and she was not energetic.

Wenshui lifted Feng Tianjing up and let her lean against the bed. He stretched out his hand to touch her wrist and said, "I will help you take a look."

"I'm really fine." Feng Tianjing shook her head. She had always been strong, how could she be so fragile and become sick just by vomiting? In fact, she felt that apart from her physical weakness, there was nothing serious.