Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Mo Leng's lips moved, wanting to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

When Mo Shuainan wasn't paying attention, he silently licked the coffee cup until it tasted gone, then reluctantly put it down. When he smelled the smell in the air, he felt refreshed.

"Young Marshal, I'll leave first, you have a good rest." Mo Leng said.

When Mo Shuainan heard his leaving footsteps, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "What happened to those people who went to Gu's house in S city to propose marriage?"

"Follow-up? It is said that the wrong person may have been mistaken. A Ze said that the other party had a pear nest, but now Lian Ruoqing does not! =" Mo Leng said.

The pear pits on the face, no matter whether they grow up or not, will never be erased with the passage of time. Unless the person undergoes plastic surgery, they will remain with them for a lifetime.

"I know." Mo Shuainan responded.

He fell into deep thought, and soon fell asleep on the sofa. He had a very strange dream. It seemed that a little girl was chasing behind him, shouting "handsome."

In his sleep, Mo Shuainan turned his head to look, trying to see the other person's appearance clearly, but a snake pounced on him and bit his throat, and he suddenly woke up from his sleep.

"Sister." He vaguely heard a crisp voice and Xiao Yichu talking. He stood up and opened the curtains and found that it was already dawn, and Mo Leng was leaning downstairs, smoking.

Xiao Yichu left in a hurry and said, "I'll call my mother."

"Then you fight! I'll drive." Xiao Yiyan said, holding Xiaoliu's arm tightly, crawling into her arms, and said coquettishly: "Don't tell her that I ran over."

If Xiao Mohan knew that she was running around, he would definitely yell and say that he would break her legs.

"I know, let's go and drive." Xiao Yichu listened, shook his head and chuckled, poking her forehead with his fingertips, looking doting on her face.

Her expression burned into Mo Shuainan's eyes, as if he couldn't get enough of her. The more this happened, the more Mo Shuainan's heart sank, as if he was possessed.

"Go back to the Mo family." Mo Shuainan said in a deep voice.

He needed to go back to his old home to calmly reflect on what had happened to him recently.

"Yes." The bodyguard secretly responded and acknowledged Mo Leng. Mo Leng was so frightened that he almost ate the cigarette butts. He picked a weed and held it in his mouth in disbelief.

"Young Marshal wants to go back to Mo's house? I remember he hasn't been back for a long time." Mo Leng said.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shuainan had already gone downstairs.

Mo Leng didn't dare to say anything, so he could only drive away. Mo Shuainan was very silent, and he didn't dare to say anything either!

City S, inside the villa.

Gu Chuyan was sitting under the tree, flipping through a magazine. When she heard a cry, a snow-white figure flew over, jumped on the magazine in her hand and squatted down.

"Ouch, ouch," the little fox called to her affectionately.

She looked at the cute little fox and asked, "Did Xiao Liu drive him back?"

When this matter was mentioned, the little fox burst into tears. Yesterday he went to teach Gong Ling a lesson, but today he was "assigned" by Xiao Yichu, saying that he was afraid that he would be retaliated against if he was recognized.

It is a thousand-year-old fox, who is it afraid of revenge? Bite each one you see.

"Are you still wronged? Why don't you let Mo Han take you out for a walk?" Gu Chuyan said deliberately, and the little fox immediately put away his aggrieved expression and looked indifferent.

Gu Chuyan's mouth twitched, she leaned on the chair and looked at the blue sky, but her eyes were fixed on the dragon's veins.

Time has left no trace on her cheeks. She looks like the beloved of God, extremely delicate, and she looks like the sister of Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi, infinitely youthful.