Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

   Chapter 935

  Suddenly the little fox felt a dangerous aura, and kept coming, feeling the tile cool behind him. When he was about to escape, it was too late.

   "Pam" Xiao Mohan's figure appeared, and his palm was drawn.

  He grabbed it and threw it toward the balcony.

  The little fox fell to one side and was watched by Xiao Mo with the cold. It did not dare to move, silently took out the tomato juice that had been prepared and squeezed it out and wiped it aside, unable to lie down.

   "Ah, Mo Han, don't hold me, let me see what's wrong with it." Gu Chuyan was picked up, and she struggled to see if the little fox had been injured.

  When the little fox was proud and thought he could beat Xiao Mohan.

I saw the man turned around, hugged her forward, raised his foot and kicked it towards him, the little fox kicked out like a ball, his chubby body, spinning twice in the air, and finally fell to the grass on.

   "Oh oh oh." It screamed a few times, fell to the ground, and looked at the tomato juice on its paws, but it didn't even use it. It was a failure.

  Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand and closed the French windows.

   "Gu Chuyan, you are not allowed to spoil her for her husband." Xiao Mohan's voice came cold, his sharp black eyes staring at her as if warning her.

  Gu Chuyan listened, stretched out her hand to hold his neck, and said softly: "Yes, it all depends on Xiao Sanye."

  The man gave a deep smile, turned his head in satisfaction, kissed her neck affectionately, and whispered, "Good."

   "Puff." She listened, and laughed silently, feeling that Xiao Mohan's feud was like a child. After the baby is born, will Xiao Mohan send it away immediately, so as not to be an eyesore?

   Thinking of this, she looked at him warily.

  First floor, guest room.

  Yao Rong took a bath and hummed a song. Zhuo Li just finished his work when he saw the little fox running, biting his trouser tube, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and writing: "She was injured, something happened."

   "Yao Rong?" Zhuo Di listened, his heart was lifted, and followed the little fox to the guest room.

  It followed behind and saw him rushing to the bathroom door. It mercilessly kicked him and Zhuo Li hit the door and fell in.

   "Bang" the door was slammed, and the little fox bit the iron rope and circled around, preventing them from opening.

   "Ah." She screamed in fright.

   "That one is making trouble again." Zhuo Li strode forward.

  Yao Rong’s long hair was wet, and the water dripped down his body. He said to the outside: "Little fox, I will count three times. You don’t open the door again. I must let Han send you back to that place within three days."

   "Speaking and doing it." Zhuo Li's black eyes were deep, and his voice was extremely cold.

  The little fox is outside, intoxicated by the song.

  It moved its eyelids, and fell asleep on its stomach. The room music was loud, covering up their distress signal.

Luxury villas.

  Gu Miaoting was backed by bodyguards. She sat quietly on the sofa. The blood under her body had stopped, but her face was so ugly, she looked up at the bodyguards in the hall.

  "To boycott the bars in City S and get the old things out of the night bars! Contact with foreign businessmen, and all wine shops have a monopoly on foreign wines." Gu Miaoting said coldly.

  She threw out her handwritten plan, but the bodyguards looked at each other.

  Someone plucked up the courage and said dissatisfied: "Miss Gu, President Wang was born in oil before. Why did you pick the bar industry?"

  Gu Miaoting listened, her inner dissatisfaction patted the edge of the sofa, and she said sharply: “He was the master back then, now it’s my turn to decide! If you don’t agree, go get your salary and leave.”

  Gu Chuyan covered her mouth and fell asleep quickly.

  He reached out and pulled her away.

  (End of this chapter)