Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

   Chapter 1604 was killed by a weapon designed on the road

  He said in a deep voice, turning around and climbing over the wall, crossing the path, and disappearing into the city.

  In the luxury apartment, Gu Chuyan walked out of the glass room.

   "Chuchu." Yao Rong heard the footsteps. She supported her waist, got up from the sofa, raised her foot to meet her, and asked in a low voice, "How is it?"

   "She is indeed because of our identity, and the special treatment is too unreal. She is a good person, how did she suddenly become like this?" Gu Chuyan laughed at herself, looked up at Yao Rong, and touched her beautiful delicate hand.

  She touched Yao Rong’s melon face, brushed her fingertips over her outline, and said, “Fortunately, I still have you by my side.”

   "Puff, you are suddenly sentimental, I am not used to it." Upon seeing this, Yao Rong embraced Gu Chuyan generously, resting his chin on Gu Chuyan's shoulder, and said, "There is no hurdle to pass."

  Chapter 2170 does not mention it.

   Next door, in the study room, there was a vague voice asking for water.

   Zhuo Lin and Xiao Mohan sat on the sofa, asked Shui raised their feet and stepped on one side, arrogant and mad, pointed at Zhuo Li’s nose, and cursed, “A 28-year-old man, I haven’t touched them a few times.”

"You have these messy illnesses. Anyway, Ben Shao has drawn a clear line with you, and you have gone out of this door. Don't tell other people that Shao Ben and you are brothers, and we can't afford to lose this person." The more I asked the water, the more vigorous he was, revenge. Looked at Zhuo Li.

  Zuo Lin sat there calmly, holding the red wine in his hand, taking a sip.

"Zhuo, who claims to have defeated the world's young girl, haha, actually fell to the field to seek medical treatment? Such a shameful thing, if this young man has a bad hand, he accidentally sent it to the circle of friends." Wenshui touched his chin, extremely excited. .

   Zhuo Lin carried the red wine, drank it silently, and put the goblet on the table.

   "Well, this thing is really too shocking for men." Zhuo Li nodded frequently, stood up and raised his hand to look at the water, and said quietly: "You should be exposed, I don't care anyway."

   "After all, there is a young master who claims to be a medical sage by my side. He can't be cured. What can I say? Don't mention it."

   Zhuo Yin said, his slender fingertips silently fastened his shirt buttons, and turned around to look at Xiao Mohan's immersion in handling documents. He said in a deep voice, "Han, I'm leaving now."

   "Yeah." Xiao Mohan listened and answered in a deep voice, but the corners of his mouth did not consciously arouse a smile.

  He removed the notebook, stood up tall, walked to the side and picked up the red wine, swaying from the pouring glass, silent black eyes looking at them thoughtfully.

   "Fuck, wait! What did you just say? You said this young man is incompetent?" Wenshui vaguely heard something wrong, jumped up and rushed in front of Zhuo Li.

  Wen Shui squinted his eyes and looked at Zhuo Li meaningfully, and saw Zhuo Li calmly lifted his eyes, glanced at him indifferently, and said, "Well, it's dead anyway."

  "If you are a waste person like me, just let me go to the end." Zhuo Di said in a deep voice.

  Wen Shui was reversed by his words, the evildoer's face was extremely blushing, he strode forward, stood in front of Zhuo Li, gritted his teeth and said, "You say it again."

   "Well, I'm not cured anyway." Zhuo Di said, lowering his head and muttering to add: "You can't cure it anyway."

  This sentence succeeded in stimulating Wenshui. He clenched his fist and slammed it forward. Zhuo Li held his fist and pushed him off the sofa with his backhand.

   "Ling" Xiao Mohan's phone vibrated and the screen turned on. He raised his eyes and moved forward with a goblet. Then he called and said in a deep voice, "Weapon kill? Well, I see."

   Hearing the word "weapon kill", Zhuo Li and Wenshui turned around, looked at Xiao Mohan and asked, "What's the situation? Who was killed by the weapon?"

   "Gu Chengdong." Xiao Mohan held the phone, his beautiful fingertips were slightly tight, his quiet black eyes swept over them, and the magnetic voice said, "It seems that something has happened."

  Wen Shui and Zhuo Li looked at each other, and saw Xiao Mohan drank the red wine in the glass, squeezed the goblet with his fingertips, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "It seems that the person can't hold back his breath."

Zhuo Li stepped forward, put his coat aside, and asked, "Han, the antidote given to him by Grandpa Xiao can only be delayed for 2 months without getting poisoned. It stands to reason that he should look for the antidote instead of S City is a waste of time."

  "It may not be a waste of time. He has always been determined to win the dragon veins." Wenshui shook his head, disagreeing with Zhuo Di's statement.

  Xiao Mohan put down the goblet, picked up the phone and said, "I'll take a look."

  PS: Recommend the author's old article: "Billions of Honey Marriage: Mysterious Mo Shao's Sweet Wife" Welcome to the pit

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