Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

  Chapter 438 Wait for me to come back

   With a "click", Gu Yan's arm was broken by him, and he said, "I can't help you."

  Gu Yan cried out in pain, "Do you dare to be disrespectful to me? Who is my backer, do you know? It's Mr. Black."

  At this time, the door was pushed open.

  Only a figure appeared, walking in slowly.

  Mr. Black, wearing a suit and a black coat, stood there slowly raised his head, reached out and pushed his glasses, and looked at Gu Yan deeply.

   With a "bang", Gu Yan was so frightened that he knelt directly on the ground.

  He kept swallowing, his body was trembling, and he did not dare to face Mr. Black.

"Backing? Me?" Mr. Hei said in a deep voice, striding forward, with a serious Chinese face, so gloomy, he bent down, looked at Gu Yan and said, "As a father, you... The flesh and blood are ignored. Obviously this is not suitable, right?"

  Han Changqing did not wait for Gu Yan to speak, and carried him out.

  It is quiet at night, and the villa is strangely quiet.

  Wen Shui came out, carried Gu Yan and threw it aside, with some headaches, but did not make a sound.

   "Ask for water, everyone has brought it up, so hurry up and give a blood transfusion to my sister-in-law." Han Changqing was anxious when he saw this.

   "Ben Shao also thought about it, but... Forget it! Think of a way." Asked the water to shake his hand, walked outwards, drove the sports car soaring, and left the villa.

  At midnight, Xiao Mohan woke up struggling.

   "Lord." Han Changqing sat on the sofa in a daze, feeling movement on the bed, he got up and walked forward, helping Xiao Mohan up.

   Xiao Mohan sat up straight and saw that it was a guest room. He asked in a deep voice, "How was it in the beginning?"

  Han Changqing listened, but said nothing.

   "Lord, your health is still not well, or you should visit her tomorrow." Han Changqing said.

  He was afraid that Xiao Mohan would not be able to accept it. Xiao Mohan listened, looked up at Han Changqing, stood up slowly, and asked, "Did something happen to her?"

  Han Changqing was silent, Xiao Mohan took a step, opened the door and walked towards the bedroom.

  In the bedroom, the faint light is a bit suffocating.

   "Chuchu." Xiao Mohan stepped forward and sat on the edge of the bed, watching her lying on the bed, her hair scattered, her face pale, she lay quietly, motionless.

  The faint light, as if she was lying here, but far away from him.

  Xiao Mohan reached out and held her little hand, placing it on his lips, his movements suddenly stiffened, and the masculine face sank slightly, and he reached out and slowly touched her face.

  His fingertips slowly landed on the tip of her nose, and quickly retracted his hands.

   "Ask the water? What is going on?" Xiao Mohan stood up excitedly and looked at Han Changqing.

  Because he was too excited, he kept coughing a few times. Han Changqing was so frightened that he stepped forward to hold him and said, "Master, I asked the water to find a way, he... is still thinking about a way."

  Qingshui’s medical skills are extremely clever, unless there is no way, otherwise, he will not be so embarrassed.

   "Master." When Han Changqing saw him silent, he suddenly panicked.

  These days, he is watching how crazy Xiao Mohan is for Gu Chuyan. If she has three longs and two shorts, Xiao Mohan is so extreme, I am afraid she will. . .

  Han Changqing didn't dare to think further, and tried to get rid of that idea.

   "Lord." Han Changqing saw him walking outside and followed.

  Xiao Mohan hurriedly walked downstairs and said to him: "Aqing, you stay and take care of her. Under any circumstances, you must take care of her and wait for me to come back."

   "Master." Han Changqing caught up with two steps, Xiao Mohan had dragged his weak body and disappeared from his sight.

  Han Changqing turned his head and punched the railing.

  At night, the apartment.

  Yao Rong took the car key and was about to go upstairs. She frowned when she saw a wine bottle rolling to her feet.

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  (End of this chapter)