Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Ask water to beat him? Is it Xiao Mohan, or Han Changqing? Ever since I was a child, I have never won a fight! Want to be brave now? I'm afraid I can't keep this face.

"Am I handsome?" He turned his head and asked the housekeeper seriously.

"Handsome, the young master is the most handsome man in the world! No one." The butler said seriously.

Wen Shui listened, triumphantly: "That day, Master Ben was so handsome! Like a group of warriors like them, without Master Ben! None of them can do it!"

Thinking of this, Wenshui was full of pride!

"That's right! The young master is so handsome, who can match it?" said the housekeeper, watching Wenshui immersed in his praise, he suddenly asked a lot: "Just now, was it Young Master Han who came here?"

Hearing Han Changqing, Wenshui's complexion was not good, and he felt all kinds of uneasy.

"No, I have to go." He said, reached out and grabbed the housekeeper, snatched the car keys, ran to the side, drove his coquettish red sports car towards the middle of the mountain.

The butler stood there, shaking his head constantly.

"Master! You have been eaten to death by Mr. Xiao all your life! You can't escape." The butler wisely saw through everything, and knew that Wenshui couldn't do without Xiao Mohan.

Several people grew up together and fought harder than their enemies! But they are sympathetic to each other! This is an emotion that outsiders don't understand. When the other party has an accident, they can help each other desperately.

Inside the mansion, Han Changqing drove the car and parked on one side.

After he got out of the car, he flicked his finger, and a bodyguard came out from the dark.

"Brother Qing." Someone came out and stood respectfully in front of him.

Han Changqing stepped forward and whispered in his ear: "Open the door, one will close the door and beat the dog later!"

"Close the door and beat the dog? Is there a dog coming?" The bodyguard was obviously cute, and for a while, I don't know what he meant! He looked at Han Changqing in confusion, and asked him for advice.

"Hmm!" Han Changqing didn't explain.

The bodyguard listened and waved for someone to open the door! Stand aside and see what kind of dog it is, which can make Han Changqing pay so much attention to it!

(Peony sits in front of the computer, silently looks at Wenshui, and says: Brother, hold on, don’t vomit blood! Han Changqing will hurt you)

Han Changqing whistled and walked inside in a good mood.

"Master." He turned around and went upstairs, pushed open the door of the study, and really saw Xiao Mohan inside, he strode forward, pulled a chair and sat down.

Without raising his head, Xiao Mohan asked, "Have you dealt with him?"

Han Changqing sat on his side, raised his long legs, touched his chin with his hand, and said cunningly: "I've seen through that he loves smug beauty, just give him a look and let him experience it for himself."

Hearing this, Xiao Mohan paused, stretched out his hand to take a sip of coffee.

Han Changqing leaned forward, put his hands on the desk, and said excitedly, "Master, guess what happened to him?"

Xiao Mohan took a sip of coffee, narrowed his silent black eyes, as if seeing through everything, and said in a deep voice, "Come after me."

"Yes! He thought there was something wrong with his face! He kept asking me, and then I drove back, haha." Han Changqing said in a very happy mood.

"Master, I guess he will come after him! I have asked the bodyguards to open the door, and I will close the door and beat the dog later." Han Changqing was triumphant.

Hearing his words, the corners of Xiao Mohan's mouth curled slightly, and he remained silent.

This is in line with Wenshui's temperament! He will definitely chase after Han Changqing, as long as Han Changqing doesn't speak, he can pester him for a lifetime.

"Bell." At this time, Han Changqing's phone rang, and he reached out to take it.

"Hi, I'm Han Changqing." He lazily picked up the phone, and a second later, he jumped up and said, "Yes, I got it."

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