Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Gu Chuyan threw herself into Feng Jin's arms, Feng Jin also hugged Feng Tianjing in the other hand, even the young master was standing not far away, seeing this scene, he walked towards Xiao Mohan.

"Let's go and have a look." Young Master Lian said.

Xiao Nan, Wen Lao, Zhuo Lao stood quietly without approaching, as if he was an old man who saw through everything in the world, he couldn't get into these festive places, but yearned for them.

Gu Chengdong, Wenshui, Zhuo Bi, and even Shen Yue waited for people to watch Xiao Ran and Han Changqing taking pictures, and they also moved forward to ask for the camera. .

Xiao Yijue rode a horse and led Mo Qingcheng all the way to Xiao's villa. After getting off the car with her in his arms, he led her in step by step, and worshiped outside Longmai.

After drinking the cup of wine, the two were sent back to the bridal chamber.

Mo Qingcheng was so nervous that her heart beat faster, Xiao Yijue looked at her blushing in panic, and asked in a deep voice: "Nervous?"

"Does it still hurt?" she blurted out.

Xiao Yijue listened, laughed dumbly, stretched out his hand and gently patted her head and said, "Silly girl, who stipulated that the bridal chamber must do something else?"

"Then..." She listened and breathed a sigh of relief.

He removed her hair, looked at her fair skin, wearing this phoenix coronet, she looked like the person in the painting, he hugged her from behind, and they looked at each other in the mirror.

"Remember that time..." Mo Qingcheng whispered.

Thinking of how Shen Chengjing was crying when she got married, her eyes were instantly red, and Xiao Yijue lowered his head and pinched her chin when he saw this.

"Don't cry." He said in a deep voice, kissing away her tears.

Mo Qingcheng was kissed by him with tears on his face. Seeing many photos on the table, she reached out to pick them up and looked at them, and found that they were all when she was young. She, Xiao Yichu, Xiao Yiyan, Mo Shuinan, and another figure.

"This is?" She stared at it for a long while without returning to her senses.

"It's Huo Jiu." Xiao Yijue said, Huo Jiu played quietly with Xiao Yiyan for a while, and was photographed by the bodyguard, but now it is also considered fate.

"Huo Junting? The way he looked at Xiao Qi when he was young, he was too precocious, right? He liked her then? Still peeking at her?" Mo Qingcheng said in disbelief.

At that time, Xiao Yiyan kept looking for Huo Jiu, but unexpectedly, the other party was secretly looking at her.

The two flipped through the pages, Xiao Yijue held her little hand, and said in a deep voice: "When you were young, did you ever want to marry me?"

"How can I? I don't want to." She said duplicity.

Xiao Yijue listened, he looked down at her, and said, "No? How do I remember that you often like to get into my bed and grab the bed with me?"

"Even wearing my clothes, we seemed to take a bath together once?" Xiao Yijue said softly.

While he was speaking, he still looked at her lightly, his eyes filled with ridicule.

Mo Qingcheng listened, quickly covered his mouth, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, how can I? Why don't I remember? I have a headache, so I'm going to bed first."

"Then...sleep together." Xiao Yijue smiled deeply.

Mo Qingcheng immediately hid, felt him approaching, pulled her clothes, and quickly whispered: "Xiao Yijue, what are you doing, you rascal."

"Well."

"ah."

In the bedroom, the two hugged each other, their voices were sometimes deep and sometimes shallow.

Outside the door, the little fox and the little things were lying outside, silently pricking up their ears to eavesdrop.

"Go away." Yao Rong hurried forward.

Feng Tianjing stood there with a knife and squinted at the two pets, and said: "Today is a big day, if you want to eat a pot of dog stewed fox, it will taste good with some chili."