Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

  Chapter 1129 Ready to braise little fox

   "San Ye, San Ye." Mr. Hei looked up and looked at the figure.

  The figure did not move, as if he hadn't heard him speak, standing silently, as if waiting for something.

  The little fox was panting, lying on the ground, squinting at him.

  "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh).

  The little fox’s paw kicked the lighter and threw it towards the iron cage.

  Under the "Boom" iron cage, a lot of gasoline was poured, the lighter fell, and the flames blazed into the sky. Mr. Black was hung in the air, and the fire below was fierce, like roasting pigs.

  "San Ye, Hei begs San Ye for his life." Mr. Hei shook hard, trying to open the iron cage. Unfortunately, this was specially made by him and could not be opened.

  The little fox turned around, jumped onto the chair, and stared at Mr. Black's embarrassed appearance.

  "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

   "Hiss." Mr. Hei was in pain.

  The burning pain kept coming, and there was a faint smell of burnt.

  The gasoline below was burning and the iron cage was roasted red. He was sweating and felt that his body was hollowed out inexplicably. He raised his eyes again and found that the figure in the dark had disappeared inexplicably.

   "San Ye, San Ye." Mr. Hei struggled, but no one answered.

  The little fox turned around, like a big man, with two paws behind him, learning the walking posture of Xiao Mohan, stepping forward, twisting his hips, extremely arrogant.

  Not far away, a black Cayenne stopped there.

   "Master." Han Changqing turned around and strode towards this side. /

  A tall figure of Xiao Mohan, sitting in the driving position, leaning on the seat, closed his eyes and rested, his slender arms wrapped around his chest, giving him a leisurely appearance.

   "Alright?" Xiao Mohan asked quietly.

  Han Changqing listened, smiled deeply, got into the passenger seat, and whispered: "Master, everything is ready, everything is safe."

  Xiao Mohan raised his wrist and checked the time.

   "Lord is going to leave?" Han Changqing grew up with him, and every movement of Xiao Mohan was representative, he knew at a glance.

   "Hmm." Xiao Mohan answered.

  Han Changqing touched his chin, his deep black eyes filled with excitement, and said, "Lord won't wait for a good show?"

   "Didn't you see it?" Xiao Mohan said quietly, and glanced at him.

   "Yes." Han Changqing listened, turned and pushed the car door, stepped back, Xiao Mohan drove away in the luxurious Cayenne.

  The little fox turned around and ran towards this side, wanting to jump into the car.

  Han Changqing stretched out his hand, grabbed its tail in the air, and threw it aside.

   "What are you going to do? Make a light bulb?" Han Changqing said coldly.

  The little fox listened, curled his mouth, very spineless and didn't want to pay attention to Han Changqing.

"Dare to drink alcohol secretly! Come with me." Han Changqing turned around and said in a cold voice, obviously afraid that the little fox would sneak away, adding: "If you don't wipe it clean, I heard that the master will send someone back to guard Xiao's house. ."

  "Shoot" the little fox listened, with a anger, turned and ran forward, walking faster than Han Changqing.

  Han Changqing looked at the figure of the little fox, couldn't help shaking his head, and whispered: "The direction is wrong."

  The little fox was running. Hearing Han Changqing's voice, he stopped abruptly, but hit a tree, turned and crawled back, Pidian followed Han Changqing's back.

   "Haha." Han Changqing smiled suddenly and walked in the direction where the little fox ran.

  (End of this chapter)