Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

   Chapter 1190 Little milk bag, I hate him

   "Yeah." Xiao Mohan responded, holding a tissue in his hand, wiping his fingertips at random, but staring at Xiao Yichu's small face with black eyes, he said in a deep voice, "If someone knows, I'm afraid she is in danger."

  Xiao Mohan hoped that his children would spend every day in peace, instead of being frightened.

   "Master." Han Changqing listened, holding Xiao Yichu in his arms, squeezing him into Xiao Mohan's arms, and respectfully said: "I will check again and make sure no one around knows."

   "Also." Xiao Mohan nodded slightly as he listened.

  For safety's sake, it is not an exaggeration to make sure again.

  Han Changqing came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

  The luxurious office of the M Group has a very strange atmosphere, Xiao Yichu whispered, and Qingcheng's pink face was attached to Xiao Mohan's chest.

   "What should I do with you?" Xiao Mohan looked at her dozingly, but there was some worry in his eyes.

  It is not surprising that Han Changqing was hunted down. But that thunder and lightning came so strange that it had to be contemplative, plus the phoenix on Xiao Yichu's back.

   "Hmm." Xiao Yichu leaned in his arms, with pink lilac tongue, gently licking his lips, clinging casually with his small hands, and grabbing Xiao Mohan's shirt into a mess.

  He hugged her and walked to the sofa, and gently put her down.

  Xiao Mohan turned around, washed his face, turned and sat in front of the computer, his black eyes were extremely cold, and the chill shrouded his side, as if he was about to destroy the world.

   "Master." Han Changqing answered the phone and whispered, "Man, I found it."

   "Take it all away." Xiao Mohan's voice was so cold that he didn't get the slightest temperature, tapping it with his fingertips, and the main computer system actively connected into a line....

  Xiao’s system is the most perfect system in the world, like a landmine buried in every corner, you can destroy everything by simply operating it on your computer.

   With a "boom", all the places where the system is connected turn red.

  In a few seconds, it turns gray, as if it had never appeared before.

   "Hmm." Xiao Yichu snorted, and fell off the sofa, his fleshy body lying on the carpet, his round buttocks arched.

  When Xiao Mohan saw this, he reached out and fished her up.

   "Are there any injuries from a fall?" Although Xiao Mohan's voice was deep, he was anxious.

  The carpet is very thick, although he knew it would not hurt, but he checked it again.

   "Hush..." Xiao Yichu pursed his small mouth, twisting his body, holding his pants with his small hands, obviously a little anxious, Xiao Mohan looked down.

   Although he was taken aback for a second, he hugged her and ran towards the bathroom.

   "Wait." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, too anxious.

  Xiao Yichu was small, held by him, and was afraid of hurting her. As a result, he hadn't handled his pants yet, and felt a rush of heat, like raindrops in summer, dripping on his palm and splashing with wonderful sparks.

  "Why do I think you did it on purpose?" He silently lowered his head and looked at his palm in disbelief. The water droplets on it told him that none of this was a dream.

  The heat of the palm, like his face! After being kicked, there is still a shadow in my heart.

   "Hey." He reached out, lifted her pants, and turned back to the office.

  The office door was pushed open, Xiao Ran's figure appeared, he quickly stepped forward, bowed his head and said something to Xiao Mohan.

  "Small bugs and bugs." Xiao Mohan whispered.

  "Master, do you suspect that they are a group of people?" Xiao Ran listened, slightly surprised.

  From the survey data to the skills, they are not the same group of people.

  Xiao Mohan got up, took a tissue and wiped his palms, and said quietly: "Different groups of people, but the messenger behind the scenes must be the same person."

  (End of this chapter)