Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

   Chapter 1865 Xiao Yijue cares about his father very much

  Gu Chengdong hadn't finished speaking, but he heard a magnetic sound from behind him.

   "It seems that you are very interested in my son." Xiao Mohan's magnetic voice was slightly deep, obviously a little unhappy.

  His son actually ran away with someone else.

   Xiao Mohan was dark and uncomfortable, that powerful possessiveness seemed to take things back.

   "Dad." Xiao Yijue turned his head, and when he saw Xiao Mohan, he yelled in excitement, but his eyes moved from Xiao Mohan's face to his left hand, and he saw that there was a lot of redness there.

  His eyes were dark, and he subconsciously hugged Gu Chengdong's neck.

   "Uncle." Xiao Yijue lowered his head and called to Gu Chengdong. The two seemed to be talking, but their voices were very small. Xiao Mohan raised his handsome eyebrows.

  Gu Chengdong listened, slightly surprised, and glanced at Xiao Yijue.

   "Okay." Gu Chengdong said Chong Du, and put Xiao Yijue down. He raised his little foot and walked towards Xiao Mohan.

  Xiao Mohan looked at Gu Chengdong, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't notice, Xiao Yijue silently reached for a bottle, and awkwardly fumbled out something with his little hand.

  He unscrewed the medicine bottle, poured the medicine on his small palm, and wiped it off the back of Xiao Mohan's hand.

   "Hiss." Xiao Mohan snorted deeply, and a hot pain came from the back of his scalded hand. He looked down and saw Xiao Yijue pouring the medicine seriously, carefully wiping it towards the back of his hand.

  Gu Chengdong watched this scene, with a wristband on his chest, he stepped back half a step, leaned on the pillar and looked thoughtfully, then turned his face away and did not look again.

   "Huhuhu" Xiao Yijue looked at it after wiping it twice.

  Thinking that both Xiao Yichu and Xiao Yiyan especially liked "huhuhu", after seemingly "huhu", it wouldn't hurt too much, so he tried it again.

   "Xiao Yijue." Xiao Mohan's voice was hoarse, and his eyes looked at him complicated.

  He never expected that this son who was not yet alive would wipe his hands for him, and because he was not tall enough, he still tried to stand on his toes.

  Xiao Mohan's silent black eyes showed a certain look, and he reached out and hugged Xiao Yijue.

   "Huh?" Xiao Yijue was picked up by him, thinking that Xiao Mohan was angry, and hurriedly took the bottle and handed it to him, pointing to the bottle, as if saying that it was medicine.

  "Thank you" Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, Xiao Yijue's long eyelashes blinked as he listened, thinking that he had misheard, he saw Xiao Mohan stretch out his hand and touched his face lightly.

   "Thank you." Xiao Mohan said, and the little guy listened, suddenly lying on his shoulder with a smile.

   Lie down for two seconds, straightened with excitement, pointed at Gu Chengdong and said, "Uncle."

   "Sitting, I have something to talk to your uncle." Xiao Mohan said, putting him aside, strode forward, and Gu Chengdong turned and looked at him provocatively.

  Two powerful men, staring at each other, as if they were about to destroy the world.

   "Gu Miaoting, did you bring it?" Xiao Mohan said quietly, as if everything was in his hands.

  Gu Chengdong was silent and silent.

  Don’t admit it, but don’t deny it either.

   "It was not the Feng family that you were poisoned back then, but this luxurious townhouse." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, his silent black eyes staring at the whole night.

  He is like the master who rules the whole world, and nothing can escape his palm.

   "Back then, she tied you back. I am afraid I wanted you to replace Lian Shen Yue." Xiao Mohan said, his strong palm lightly holding the railing.

  Gu Chengdong was silent, stretched out his hand and lit a cigarette, thought for a while, and asked, "Do you smoke?"

  Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand, pushed the cigarette away, and moved away two steps after subconsciously, fearing that he might get the smell of smoke on his body, Gu Chuyan didn't like the smell of tobacco, so he quit.

  (End of this chapter)