Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Zhuo Bi saw that he was still in a coma just now, but now he got up and asked for water.

"Are you pretending to be asleep?" Zhuo Bi pointed at him, then looked at the bed, apparently in disbelief.

Wenshui listened, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and said in a deep voice, "I just want to sleep more, after all...beauty sleep, not every day."

Hearing him pretending to be straight, Zhuo Bi bowed his head, looked at him and said, "Is it yours?"

Zhuo Bi stretched out his hand and clasped Wenshui's shoulder.

Wen Shui's fair face was flushed with excitement, and he said, "Have you found this young master's book? This young master thought he hadn't seen it, and I've been sad for several days."

Zhuo Bi squinted at Wen Shui, stretched out his hand to lift his chin.

"Who is Han? Can he be like us?" Wen Shui gave him a contemptuous look.

Obviously Xiao Mohan is omnipotent, how could he get hurt?

As Wenshui said, he stood up and backed away, leaning his back against the door.

He stepped forward, asked for water, raised it, and said, "It seems that you have hurt your brain, no wonder it's abnormal, I don't like you."

"Hey, return it to Ben Shao." Wenshui chased him out.

After reading the document, Xiao Mohan put away his things, looked at Zhuo Bi and Wen Shui, and walked out one after the other.

"Han, this is shameless." Wenshui wanted to file a complaint, while being very confident.

"Crack." The butler was carrying the food and was about to step forward.

Hearing what they said, the things fell from his hands, looked at them in shock, rushed forward, stretched out his hand to ask for water, and said, "Master, are you okay?"

Seeing this, Wenshui pushed the housekeeper forward, pointed at Zhuo Li and said, "The housekeeper is a man who has experienced wind and rain, if you don't understand anything, you can find him."

After leaving S City for several days, the mobile phone was accidentally broken and destroyed while on a mission.

"Han, borrow a mobile phone." Zhuo Bi said, went to the study to get a new one, started the system, and strode away after finishing it, walking anxiously.

"This... leave after flirting with this young master?" Wenshui asked Zhuo Zhi, looking at his figure. ,

Xiao Mohan got up, glanced at him, and said, "How's the injury?"

Wenshui listened, held back his childish airs, and replied, "You're recovering pretty well, how about you? Let me take a look at the injury."

"Everyone is voting..." At this time, these words popped up on the news, and Mr. Hei suddenly realized.

Everything seems to have just begun, but unexpectedly, it is almost over.

"No, I can't..." Mr. Hei was a little excited.

"Mr. Hei." At this moment, the secretary opened the door and ran in.

He broke out in a cold sweat. The secretary didn't notice anything unusual about him, so he stepped forward to report to him.

"Mr. Black, your itinerary..."

Mr. Hei gritted his teeth, and after listening, he said to him: "Understood, you go out and prepare first, and I will come later."

"Yes." The secretary listened and withdrew, but looked at him, always feeling that he was a little strange, with a painful expression on his face.

"Whether it's Xiao Mohan or others, they can't stop my footsteps. I won't be defeated." He said, struggling to stand upright.

The Hei family castle was bombed, this is a clear light battle.

Now, every step he takes is trembling.

To guard against Xiao Mohan, there are more people to guard against. . . .

"Mr. Hei, Mr. Hei." Lian Zhenzhen had a miscarriage and crawled out of the room.

Trying to hug his leg tightly, but he kicked it away.

Mr. Hei was condescending, staring at her, and said: "Look back at Yan, and report to me any time you have news, otherwise... I can't guarantee that your life will be easy."