Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Xiao Ran was a little surprised to hear that he was so confident, but he still whispered: "Master, since you know it is the entrance, why don't you rush in?"

"The Witch Clan is good at using poison. Even though I've been pretending to be one of them these days, I'm afraid they've already noticed it. The entrance will be filled with fog. It's impossible to predict whether it's poisonous or not. I can't let you Take the risk and wait." Xiao Mohan explained in a deep voice.

Xiao Ran became silent after hearing this, then stood respectfully behind him and said, "Yes."

"Master, why don't you smoke one?" When Xiao Ran turned around, he pinched the cigarette in his hand a few times and handed it to Xiao Mohan.

Xiao Mohan raised his hand to block his fingertips, held Xiao Ran's wrist with his backhand, and pushed it back hard.

"Hmm." Xiao Ran poked the cigarette at his nostrils with his fingertips.

Xiao Ran was startled for a moment. He took a deep breath and pulled out the cigarette from his nostrils in fear, but he still inhaled some and kept sneezing. He put the cigarette behind him and shook his head and said, "I'm not dizzy."

Wenshui came in from outside, his tall body jumped several meters high, walked in and said: "Han..."

"Plop!" Xiao Ran became dizzy and fell into Wenshui's arms. He reached out to hug him and murmured: "I'm not dizzy, I'm not dizzy."

Unfortunately, as soon as he finished speaking, he lost consciousness.

"Damn, I didn't ask you to..." Wenshui was supporting Xiao Ran. When he was about to speak, he felt Xiao Mohan's eyes falling on him and staring at him. Wenshui's scalp was numb and he turned around to support Xiao Ran. Gotta go.

Xiao Mohan stood with his hands behind his back, as if he despised the world, and saw through everything.

Watching Wenshui carrying Xiao Ran away, he took one step, two steps, three steps...

"Wen Shui." Xiao Mohan called his name in a deep voice. Wen Shui's back was stiff, and he stood up straight. He didn't dare to breathe. Cold sweat kept coming from his forehead. He took a deep breath, his handsome face was like a monster. Slightly, then smiled.

He turned around silently, pretended to look at Xiao Mohan with a smile on his face, and asked in a low voice: "Han, what's the matter?"

"Smoke a cigarette." Xiao Mohan handed over Xiao Ran's cigarette, held a lighter and was about to light it and handed it to Wenshui, who kept swallowing his saliva.

That monster's handsome face was full of fear, especially when he watched Xiao Mohan light the cigarette once, without lighting it, and then light it again. Every time he lit it, he felt that the anus was extremely tight, and he quickly stretched out his hand to block it, and said: "Do your business tonight and don't smoke."

"Huh? It's rare that I have nothing to do, so I can't prevent myself from smoking." Xiao Mohan said, handing over the cigarette.

Wenshui took it and stuffed it into his pocket. Although he felt guilty, he knew clearly that Xiao Mohan had seen through everything about him.

"Han, there is still no movement over there. I feel that I need a proper rest. I have absolutely no other ideas." Wenshui explained, fearing that Xiao Mohan was different.

Xiao Mohan looked at his panic, his impeccably handsome face slightly darkened, his black eyes condensed with an unfathomable expression, and he asked in a deep voice: "Do you want them to rush in with you? Regardless of life and death?"

Seeing through Xiao Mohan, Wenshui moved his lips and simply walked out.

"Han, I can see that you want to waste your life. The worst result is that you break in alone. When you were in the Phoenix Family, you locked us all up just because you didn't want anything to happen to us!"

"But we are brothers, and we share the blessings. So why did you abandon us behind you? We are not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death." Wenshui said in a deep voice, erasing the playful look of the past, and became calm for a long time.