Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Xiao Yichu didn't expect that he would mention Gong Ling directly. She wanted to say something, but he continued: "I have been close to her before, but she is flawless and seems to be a female artist who has been unspoken."

"In fact, it seems to be covering up her true purpose. She attacked you many times but failed. However, she became quiet after being hospitalized this time. She may be about to make the next move." Mo Shuainan said directly.

After hearing this, her heart relaxed.

"Thank you," she said.

Mo Shuainan waved his hand, but his attitude was not as enthusiastic as before, and he became much more polite.

She didn't know why, but when she saw the man's eyes turning cold, she felt a little strange in her heart. She also felt an indescribable loss, but it was just a small loss.

"What about...your injury?" she asked.

"My military doctor has returned." Mo Shuainan said.

After he finished speaking, the two fell silent again, and the atmosphere became much weirder.

She didn't move, and he didn't leave.

The two of them stood there, and the light stretched their shadows long and intertwined, making them ambiguous, as if they were entangled with each other.

"Then I'll leave tomorrow." Xiao Yichu said.

"Okay." Mo Shuainan responded.

She lowered her eyes and didn't know what to think. She couldn't control her steps and wanted to run away. She quickly walked back to the room, feeling stuffy and panicked. She lay on the bed and her mind went blank.

A man who just confessed to her, said he would protect her, flirted with her, protected her, and even hugged her, cooked porridge for her and cared about her, but turned around and turned around as cold as a passerby.

"It seems that I thought too much." Xiao Yichu laughed at himself.

She almost fell into the gentle trap he set.

That's just a little bit close, nothing more.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaao" Feeling that she was disappointed, the little fox ran to her side and lay down next to her. He wanted to tell her that this person was Mo Shuainan, but it couldn't speak.

Thinking of this, it turned around and jumped on the table, biting the pen and trying to write. The key is that it couldn't do it either.

The little fox was so broken that he scratched his head and even grabbed a handful of white fur. The pain made him jump up and wanted to punch himself out.

"Stop barking and come here to sleep." Xiao Yichu said.

She suffered from insomnia that night, feeling indescribable loss and melancholy. She felt like an invisible hand was grabbing her heart, squeezing it hard from time to time.

"I'm going out for a night run." Xiao Yichu got up, changed into sportswear and rushed out the door.

Passing by the inaccessible room, the door was ajar, and she could vaguely see that it was filled with portraits, each painted as lifelike as a familiar shadow.

She still wanted to see clearly, but there were footsteps behind her, and she hurried away quickly.

When I look back, I feel a little like myself, but I can't be sure with just one glance.

"Wow!" She had just run for a while, but God was not kind to her. A heavy downpour hit her and fell on her. Xiao Yichu stood in the rain and was stunned.

"Are you so unlucky?" she whispered.

Youdao's figure flashed closer. Xiao Yichu looked at the dark figure in the rain and quickly followed. Not far from the villa, a car stopped there.

"Brother?" Xiao Yichu shouted with joy as she looked at the lowered car window.

The car door opened, and Xiao Yijue walked towards her holding an umbrella, taking off his coat and putting it on her body.

"Why are you getting rained on in the middle of the night? Are you being bullied?" Xiao Yijue asked in a low voice.

His deep black eyes looked at her with tenderness and endless love. He stretched out his hands to hold her wet hair and said, "If you catch a cold, father should scold her again."

"Pfft, father? How can he have time to take care of us?" Xiao Yichu's eyes were full of smiles.

When he saw Xiao Yijue, it seemed that all the annoyance had disappeared.