Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Gu Chuyan lowered her head and looked at Mrs. Xiao's anxious but happy appearance, she whispered, "Mother is very beautiful."

Although Mrs. Xiao is almost fifty years old, she has a good temperament, a strong skin foundation, and is well maintained. The years have not left too many marks on her face. That delicate and classical beauty's embryonic face, thin willow eyebrows, thin and thin Lips, like a classical beauty walking out of a painting.

"Get out." Gu Chuyan raised her head and said to Xiao Mohan with her lips.

Xiao Mohan stared blankly, seeing Mrs. Xiao curled up in her arms, his lips moved, with a heavy heart, he turned and walked outside.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Mrs. Xiao raised her head from Gu Chuyan's arms like a frightened bird.

"Mother, come." Gu Chuyan helped her up and walked into the bathroom.

With hot water on, she took a bath, turned around and looked at the closet, and saw a red skirt with pictures of peonies embroidered on it, she took it and put it on for Mrs. Xiao.

Mrs. Xiao's spirit seemed much better, and she sat in front of the dressing table.

"Mother is so beautiful." Gu Chuyan boasted in a low voice. Holding a comb, she straightened her long hair and gently rolled it up. Looking at her in the mirror, her skin was as fair as snow, and a red dress made her feel refreshed. Quite a few, exuding the charm that women should have.

Mrs. Xiao looked at the mirror, she stared blankly at Gu Chuyan.

"This comb." Mrs. Xiao looked at the comb in her hand.

Exquisite millennium peach wood, carved.

This comb is her dowry, she felt a little lonely in her eyes, she reached out to touch it, and said, "Here, it's just right for you."

She pulled Gu Chuyan's wrist and touched the blood bracelet on it, but said nothing.

"Mother, come with us to City S, okay?" Gu Chuyan bent down, hugged her from behind, and said coquettishly, "Chuyan wants to live with mother."

I don't know what kind of mentality it is, seeing Mrs. Xiao, Gu Chuyan is not only not afraid, but has a sense of intimacy.

Maybe it's because she lost her mother since she was a child, and didn't have many opportunities to act like a baby. She always wanted to cling to Mrs. Xiao, act like a baby, and felt very kind.

"Okay." Mrs. Xiao listened, was silent for a long time, and agreed.

Gu Chuyan listened, laughed happily, hugged Madam Xiao and said, "Mo Han will be very happy."

Mrs. Xiao looked at her smiling face, the smile was brimming with sincerity, she hesitated for a while, raised her hand, and stroked her head.

Outside the wing, Xiao Mohan put his hands behind his back, staring at the lotus pond in front of him with his silent black eyes.

"Master." Han Changqing stepped forward and jumped ashore from the bamboo raft.

Xiao Mohan raised his eyes, glanced at him lightly, and said in a deep voice, "You're in a good mood?"

"It's okay." Han Changqing laughed out loud and followed behind him.

The door of the wing room opened, and Gu Chuyan and Mrs. Xiao came out. Han Changqing was stunned for a few seconds, rubbing his eyes, watching the two women dressed up beautifully, talking in a low voice.

Well…. I thought they would come over, but they turned around and left!

"Master, are you falling out of favor?" Han Changqing narrowed his long and narrow black eyes, and said the truth in astonishment, which was obvious!

Gu Chuyan, stop Xiao Mohan.

Mrs. Xiao, uh, didn't even look at him!

Xiao Mohan stood there, staring at their figures with black eyes, and glanced at Han Changqing with cold eyes, and wanted to follow up, but Mrs. Xiao turned her head and said: "Mo Han, don't follow."

"..." Xiao Mohan's body was stiff, and his enthusiasm was like being poured over his head with a bucket of ice water.

He paused, stood where he was, and watched them disappear from his sight.

"Cough." Xiao Mohan coughed awkwardly, staring at Han Changqing with cold eyes.