Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Xiao Yichu was amused by her excited look and said, "You are in the game and don't understand this. I've seen it since I was a kid. How can I not understand it?"

Apart from anything else, she stayed in a hotel and didn't go home, and she didn't want to disturb her parents' love. Just like the last time Xiao Yiyan went home and sat on Gu Chuyan, it was probably full of shadows.

"Really?" Lian Ruoqing was silent.

Seeing her silent look, Xiao Yichu joked, "Have you figured it out?"

"Ah." Just as she asked, Lian Ruoqing rushed towards her, hugged her and kissed her.

Somewhat excited, with tears in his eyes, he said, "I seem to understand."

Xiao Yichu listened and reached out to pat her shoulder and pointed not far away. Lian Ruoqing looked back and saw Gu Chengdong standing in the dark. She quickly got up and ran towards him.

"Gu Chengdong." Lian Ruoqing crossed the crowd and threw herself into his arms.

Holding the man's waist tightly, she jumped up, held his face and kissed him twice.

Gu Chengdong let her hug him and asked, "Have you finished playing?"

"Yes." Lian Ruoqing responded, leaning into his arms and refusing to let go, saying, "I want to go home, to our home, just yours and mine."

She spoke affectionately, tears falling from her eyes.

No matter how brief her sober time was, at least she wanted to be with him.

"Okay." Gu Chengdong responded, supported her body, picked her up without hesitation, crossed the crowd and left, looking back at Xiao Yichu and nodding.

Xiao Yichu sat alone in the corner, watching the people dancing crazily.

She was like an outsider, watching everything lively with a cold eye, as if it had nothing to do with her.

"Miss Xiao." Mo Shuainan's voice sounded.

Xiao Yichu looked back, but found that there was no one behind her. Her heart skipped a few beats, and she sat back down, feeling a little restless until she found Mo Leng staring at her.

"Is something wrong?" Xiao Yichu was puzzled by him.

Mo Leng looked at her and then at Mo Shuainan.

"Young Marshal, she is a little strange." Mo Leng said in a low voice.

Why did he feel that Xiao Yichu was ignoring Mo Shuainan? Is it because it's inconvenient for him to be there?

"Huh?" Mo Shuainan turned to look at him coldly, and Mo Leng said wisely: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After Mo Leng left, Mo Shuainan walked up to her with a drink and found that she was playing with her mobile phone alone, sometimes in a daze, as if she had something on her mind.

Mo Shuainan's thin lips moved, wanting to speak.

"Who?" Feeling that someone was staring at him, Xiao Yichu became more vigilant.

She stood up and looked at the nightclub. Everyone was having a good time. No one was paying attention to her, but she always felt that someone was staring at her, still very close.

Mo Shuainan approached her, his hot breath spraying on her face.

"..." Xiao Yichu's heart was beating fast, his hands were holding the corners of his clothes, and he was staring ahead.

It was as if there was an invisible person in front of her through the air.

"Is that you?" she said softly.

The air was quiet and no one answered her.

Xiao Yichu suddenly became a little irritable. She drank the wine in one gulp, paid the bill and left, walking quickly on the road, looking back frequently.

A motorcycle was driving quickly, and Xiao Yichu felt his wrist being grabbed and his body being pulled back to the side.

"Who are you? Who is it?" She stared at her wrist for a long time. She was sure there was someone beside her, but she couldn't see it.

This feeling is mysterious, but also terrifying.

If she hadn't been pulled by someone, she might have been hit just now, but being hit is not terrible. In addition to falling and being injured, it can also be treated. And there is an invisible person beside you. He is standing beside you, but you can't see it. .

Mo Shuainan was silent, looking at her crazy look.

He took a half step back, keeping his distance from her.