Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Xiao Mohan stood behind her, watching her turn around and run towards him.

"Why are you here?" Xiao Mohan asked, his silent black eyes swept around, staring at the door, but he didn't pursue it.

The butler ran halfway, stopped him, and hugged his thigh.

At that time, Xiao Mohan knew that Xiao Nan must have come to S City again.

"Is your fever gone? Let me see." She didn't answer him, and reached out to touch his forehead.

Xiao Mohan's fever hadn't completely subsided, and when she touched his head, he took her hand and walked out, saying: "Well, let's go home first."

Not far away, on the low wall, there were two figures squatting.

"Old guy, what do you think of this girl?" Xiao Nan raised her chin, looked at the direction they were leaving, and asked.

The butler listened, and silently took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to him, saying, "Master, wipe your mouth."

Xiao Nan listened, and said with a black face: "Are you blacking me?"

"I don't dare, it's just...you ate too much of that chicken butt just now." The butler rubbed his head, reminding him embarrassedly.

Xiao Nan listened, leaned back and fell down.

"Master." Seeing this, the butler stretched out his hand to hold him, but he fell down by himself.

Xiao Nan pressed on him, pushed him hard, and said, "You old guy, my waist, my waist."

"Master, it's my waist." The butler was the last one, and kindly reminded him that the one with the pain in his back was himself.

Xiao Nan listened, got up, carried the housekeeper to the back door, and said, "Come on, if Xiao Mohan finds out that I came to steal food, he will definitely deny me."

Unfortunately, he stepped forward and saw Han Changqing leaning there, as if waiting for him.

"Master." Han Changqing turned his head, called him lightly, turned and walked over.

Xiao Nan looked at him, feeling that something was wrong.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Don't get in my way, I still have things to do, so I don't have time to talk nonsense with you." Xiao Nan said with her chest up.

The butler followed behind, glancing at Han Changqing from time to time, signaling him not to slip up.

"Master asked me to remind you that if Heijiabao was bombed by us, they will definitely do it, so that you will be less haunted recently, and the bodyguards around you will not be able to leave." Han Changqing said.

Xiao Nan listened, smiled coldly, and said contemptuously in his eyes: "The Hei family? They have been slaves for generations, and now they still want to turn over? What does my Xiao family have?"

"My lord said that you either bring bodyguards or you go back to Xiao's house." Han Changqing said softly.

Xiao Nan was angry, stared at Han Changqing, pointed at his nose and scolded: "Han Changqing, I brought you up with my own hands, how can you speak for him? You should call me grandpa anyway."

The butler listened and murmured silently: "Obviously I brought it up."

"Go, go." Xiao Nan turned around and followed with the housekeeper.

With the butler supporting his back, Xiao Nan yelled into the darkness: "You still don't follow, do you want to go to Xiao's house with them?"

"Yes." The bodyguard in the dark listened, appeared silently, and followed him away.

Han Changqing looked at the aura, touched his chin, and said: "The older you are, the more you look like a child. Except for the master, no one can cure you, hey."

Xiao Mohan drove, and returned to the villa with Gu Chuyan.

He went to take a shower, put on his nightgown and came out.

Seeing Gu Chuyan standing there, he strode over.

"Come here and take the medicine first." Gu Chuyan took the medicine, pressed him to sit on the sofa, and patted his head.

She took his temperature and handed him half a glass of water.

"Why is it still so hot?" Gu Chuyan touched her own.

She was a little puzzled, was she sick for no reason?