Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

   Chapter 1179 The Worship and Admiration of Xiao Yijue

  Xiao Mohan put his arms around her waist, looked at her lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Madam is really anxious."

   "Hee hee." On the side of the soft big bed, on a delicate "dragon chair", Xiao Yijue sat there coldly, staring at the scene, laughing excitedly.

  She looked at Xiao Yijue, then at Xiao Mohan.

   "You count me?" Gu Chuyan was itchy and she stretched out her hand to cover her face, not daring to see anyone.

Eight horses dragged this luxurious palace from the suburbs to the city center. Finally, they went halfway up the mountain. Xiao Mohan got up, hugged Gu Chuyan, and said coldly, "She, it's me. Xiao Mohan is the wife that Ming Match is getting married."

  Gu Chuyan raised her head in a daze, looking at Xiao Mohan's domineering expression, exuding a powerful aura.

  He stretched out his hand to support her, got up from the soft bed, walked to the side, holding the golden dragon and phoenix wine glass, pouring the wine to her, and giving it to her.

  "Pam" Xiao Yijue crawled, opening his mouth and biting towards the lollipop.

  At the moment he bit the lollipop, suddenly there were thousands of fireworks that went straight into the sky, forming a sentence: "Gu Chuyan, it's my woman."

   Domineering announcement, afraid that the world will not know it.

   "Xiao Mohan, what are you going to do?" After Gu Chuyan finished drinking, she stared at Xiao Mohan coldly, feeling that she was deceived by Xiao Mohan again.

  S City, some corner.

  Invisible blind spot, there is a figure standing there, watching the scene of the whole city, attracting too many people's eyes.

   "Xiao Mohan, are you demonstrating to me?" the man whispered.

  Playing romance, but forcibly showing identity.

  Passers-by watched and thought it was a romantic show of love. But the real purpose is hard to find.

  Gu Chuyan fell asleep with exhaustion, Xiao Mohan got up, took a bath, walked out in her night gown, wiped her hair, and saw Han Changqing.

   "Lord." Han Changqing saw him respectfully.

  Looking at Xiao Mohan's figure, Han Changqing said worriedly, "Master, how is your injury?"

   "It's okay." Xiao Mohan answered.

  Han Changqing followed him, walked around to the nursery, and saw Xiao Yijue lying on the bed. He squatted down and stared at Xiao Yijue.

  Xiao Yijue's little hand touched towards Xiao Mohan.

   "I'm fine." Xiao Mohan's voice was hoarse, and he said in a deep voice, although his voice was deep but full of pity.

  No one knows what happened, but although Xiao Yijue was young, he was shocked. He was full of admiration for Xiao Mohan in the past, and now it is even worse.

  "Dad." Xiao Yijue's lips moved. Although he still could not speak, he practiced every day. The word "Dad" was called smoothly and skillfully.

  Xiao Mohan was called by him, and his heart warmed.

  He moved, his chest pained badly, he frowned, but he narrowed his expression, and said, "You are a man from the Xiao family, so you shouldn't worry about your mother."

   Xiao Yijue listened, retracting his hand, looking at him with a handsome face.

   "I was very worried about you at the beginning." Xiao Mohan whispered.

  He stared at Xiao Mohan and closed his eyes obediently.

   Seeing this, Xiao Mohan pulled the quilt for him, turned around and walked out with Han Changqing.

   "The Fourth Master is really sensible, but can't his sister-in-law really see the injuries on his body?" Han Changqing was a little worried, but felt distressed for Xiao Mohan.

   Xiao Mohan kept silent, and walked downstairs.

   "Go and take a look." Xiao Mohan said in a low voice, his silent black eyes, unpredictable.

  His voice is indifferent, but it is chilling.

  Not far from the back mountain, in the basement, a corpse is placed there, frozen in ice.

  (End of this chapter)