Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

As soon as Ou Jun finished speaking, Xiao Mohan backhanded him, took cotton and forced it into his mouth, saying coldly: "Shut up."

"..." Ou Jun was silent.

Sure enough, he didn't even have room to speak here.

Or just be a quiet idler? He silently pulled out the cotton.

"Dad, whip me." At this time, Xiao Yijue walked in.

He handed it over without hesitation, Ou Jun felt heartbroken as he listened.

For a man of his age, he would avoid having any blood drawn, but now he is not afraid of a little kid and even actively asks to donate blood. He feels that he has no place to put his face.

Disgraceful, thrown into the Pacific Ocean.

"There is a blood bank." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice.

He took a deep look at Ou Jun. At this moment, Ou Jun felt lucky.

But I heard Wenshui say, "Is your blood really clean?"

"Is there blood or dirt?" When asked by Wenshui, he was a little doubtful about life.

After a while, a bodyguard walked in, handed over the information and said: "This is Ou Jun's information from the past three years. He has been in contact with women, but has not slept with her."

"He has had no sex for three years and his life is very clean." The bodyguard added.

Ou Jun was a little embarrassed and glanced at Gu Chengdong quietly.

When she realized that he wasn't looking at her, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Very good, come and test the blood." Wenshui listened, nodded with great satisfaction, grabbed Ou Jun's hand, and after testing the blood, he transfused Mo Shuainan's blood.

The operation took a long time and the waiting was excruciating.

Gu Chuyan was outside, walking back and forth.

"Sister." Xiao Yiyan touched a fried dough stick, handed it to her mouth, and whispered, "You want to take a bite."

Xiao Yichu lay on the table without blinking his eyelids.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Yiyan asked in her soft voice.

Xiaoliu moved and said, "I dreamed that he was so handsome."

"..." When Gu Chuyan heard what she said, she kicked her foot when she turned around. She frowned in pain and looked at Xiao Yichu in disbelief.

They say dreams come from the heart, and this is true.

Xiaoliu is young and not sensible, but having this dream would be...

"Hehe, isn't he good?" Xiao Yiyan said, counting on her fingers: "He still wants to play with his sister, huh, he doesn't dare to die."

Xiao Yiyan bit the fried dough stick and ran towards Mo Shuainan's room.

Pushing the door open and walking in, he put his hands on his waist and said, "Mo Shuainan, you have made my sister unhappy."

But Mo Shuainan was not in the room, but when he saw Xiao Yijue's figure, Xiao Qi immediately covered her mouth and quietly raised her feet to run out, but Xiao Yijue glanced at her.

"Brother, I didn't mean it." She immediately admitted her mistake.

People in the Xiao family not only have high requirements for etiquette, but also don't speak too loudly. Especially Mrs. Xiao, who speaks in a soft voice, which is very comfortable to listen to. However, she is very active and her voice is a bit loud.

"Um...where is Mo Shuainan?" Xiao Yiyan asked cautiously.

Xiao Yijue said nothing, took a bag of candy and handed it to her, saying: "Here."

"Huh?" She didn't expect that she was not punished and even took the bag of candy. Her heart immediately flew with joy, and she glanced at him when she took the candy.

As she ran out, she thought of something.

"My sister dreamed that she was so handsome. She felt so sad. What should I do?" she asked.

I don’t want my sister to be sad, I don’t want my sister to be sad.

Xiao Yiyan has relied on Xiao Yichu since she was a child, and she is also a sister-controller. She must put Xiaoliu first in everything, and she will not do anything that makes Xiaoliu sad.

"I won't die." Xiao Yijue was stunned and said.

The word death is cruel to anyone.