Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

In the early morning, the faint sound of waterfalls can be heard.

Gu Chuyan turned over, moved, and opened her almond eyes.

The antique bed, the red curtain hanging down, looking through the curtain, it looks like a big room, antique, sandalwood light fragrance, tangy to the nostrils.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?" She got up, lifted the curtain, and walked out with her shoes on.

Looking at the dressing table, which was exquisitely carved, she reached out to stroke it, her eyes fell on a comb, and she reached out to pick it up... .

"Yiya..." The door was pushed open, Xiao Mohan's tall figure walked in, quickly walked up to her body, stretched out his hand in front of her, and pulled her to sit down.

He took the wooden comb from her hand, combed her long hair straight, and said in a deep voice, "This comb was my mother's favorite during her lifetime."

Gu Chuyan listened, her lips moved, and she looked at her and him in the bronze mirror, as if the two had traveled through time and came to another ancient world.

"No wonder this comb is so strange, mother must be a strange woman." She whispered.

Xiao Mohan lowered his head, looked at the comb, and said in a deep voice, "It's a thousand-year-old mahogany. It has been scented with Shanxiang for three years. The mahogany and sandalwood are fused together."

"It is said that combing hair can ward off evil spirits and make people healthy."

Gu Chuyan listened, she raised her eyes to look at him in the mirror, Xiao Mohan's silent black eyes had a certain thought of seeing things and thinking about others, but they quickly disappeared.

"Come on, I'll take you for a walk." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, put down the comb, and put a fur coat on her body.

In the early spring, there was no need to wear such thick clothes.

The room was warm and warm, and when we walked outside, the chill hit, and Gu Chuyan couldn't help shivering.

Outside, there is a vast expanse of whiteness, the fairy mist bird girl, looking around, snowflakes are constantly falling, and the trees in front are covered with snowflakes and swaying...

"This is... the Xiao family?" Gu Chuyan took two steps forward and stood at the corner of the corridor, unable to believe what she saw.

This place seems to be connected to the sky, and the height is very cold, but it is even more able to witness the farthest scenery, as if you can look down on the world.

"En." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, reaching out to hold her little hand.

Seeing her drowsy, bring her back to Xiao's house, at least there are a lot of medicinal materials here, if there is something that is not suitable, there is also Wenshui, there is a care, otherwise... .

(PS The author gave him a contemptuous glance, Xiao Dashen, aren’t you supernatural? You actually think that lethargy must be a disease? This author will definitely not tell you the truth, haha! Laugh three times.)

"Young Madam, please drink the soup." At this time, the butler came forward with a bowl of steaming soup and said to her.

Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand to hold it, lowered his head and sniffed, slightly surprised.

"Chuchu, drink it, I'll show you around." Xiao Mohan said in a low voice.

"Thank you." Gu Chuyan took the bowl and drank the soup. The butler took the bowl and quickly took it back, but she was so excited that she fell to the ground at the corner.

There was a faint "clang" sound, like the sound of a bowl falling to the ground.

Xiao Mohan turned around, looked towards the corner, and could still see the butler's leg kicking.

"Let's go." Xiao Mohan raised his arms, wrapped them around her shoulders, and walked forward with her arms around her. Every part of this wide corridor is exquisite and amazing.

Even the handrails were carved from high-quality sandalwood. Looking back, it felt like a magnificent ancient palace, and Gu Chuyan was in a daze.

Xiao Mohan put his arms around her, and introduced to her in a deep voice with his head bowed. When he raised his hands, he showed the nobility of the royal family. Gu Chuyan looked at him in a daze.

"Chuchu, are you uncomfortable?" Xiao Mohan looked at her in a daze, he reached out and quickly took her hand, rubbed it lightly, and asked in a deep voice.