Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

   Chapter 2184 Dad’s is different from my own

  Feng Wu kicked his long legs and wanted to bring him down, but unfortunately she was not Han Changqing’s opponent.

  He grabbed her and bent into different positions.

   "Um...Han...ah, get out of here." Feng Wu felt that she was not his opponent at this moment. She stretched out her hand to pump him, but hit the barrel, gritted her teeth and pinched his abdomen.

   "Hiss." Han Changqing was pinched by her, he felt as if he had encountered an opponent, and deliberately became hostile to her.

  But tonight, the two of them were in anger, as if feelings came out.

   "I, I will kill you." Feng Wu said, falling to the ground, his whole body felt like being emptied, and his body couldn't move. He raised his leg and wanted to kick him.

  Han Changqing turned around, grabbed the quilt and threw it at her, wrapping her up.

  He stared at her condescendingly, as if a winner challenged her.

   "Han Changqing, you bastard." Feng Wu couldn't believe it, she just fell to the ground and took a breath. He wrapped her with the sheet and tied her up with the twine.

  Fengwu struggled, but his strength was exhausted, and he was **** and thrown on the bed.

   "It's right to know that I am a bastard." Han Changqing said arrogantly. He turned around and strode out, but couldn't take the bucket off his head.

  He stepped out, walked towards Xiao Mohan’s residence based on his feelings, knocked on the door and walked in.

   "Lord." Han Changqing called in a deep voice.

  In the bedroom, Xiao Mohan and Xiao Yijue were sitting in the bathtub, taking a shower.

   "Hmm." Xiao Yijue sat opposite, watching Xiao Mohan's tall figure, especially when he wiped his arms with a towel, Xiao Yijue silently stared at the water, in a daze, wondering what he was thinking. .

   found that Xiao Mohan was a little different from his own.

  Xiao Yijue's cold little face, staring at it with his small mouth, pretending to be a nap, his little hand silently stretched out, trying to fight against Xiao Mohan, but his hand was caught.

   "Xiao Yijue." Xiao Mo looked at him coldly, looked at his restless little hands, held his hands on his lap, and said, "Who allowed you to move?"

  Xiao Yijue was taught in a cold voice by him, silently pursing his mouth, and when he lowered his head, he glanced at Xiao Mohan.

  Looking down at herself again.

  At this moment, Xiao Yijue secretly vowed that he must sleep well and eat well, and he will be better than his father in the future. After all, his father's ability seems to be better than anyone else. .

   "Hmm." Thinking of this, Xiao Yijue agreed with his idea, but Xiao Mohan penetrated his mind, reached out his hand to pick him up, and wrapped his body in a bathrobe.

  "You are not allowed to look around in the future." Xiao Mohan said, but he heard Xiao Yijue staring at his face and said silently, "Yeah."

   "Go out." Xiao Mo said in a cold voice. Seeing Xiao Yijue's eyes, he wanted to laugh inexplicably, but in front of the child, he was still held back in order to maintain his image.

  "This kid." Looking at his figure, Xiao Mohan couldn't help laughing in a dumb manner. After taking a bath, he put on a bathrobe and looked at himself in the mirror.

  There was a lipstick in front of the mirror, which was used by Gu Chuyan. He reached out and touched it, some of which missed that little girl.

  Xiao Yijue walked out, pulling on his bathrobe, only to find Han Changqing standing in the middle of the bedroom. He was surprised and screamed: "Dad."

   Hearing Xiao Yijue’s cry, Xiao Mohan turned and walked outside, thinking that something was wrong, but it turned out that Han Changqing was standing in the middle of the bedroom with a bucket on his head.

   "A Qing, what's the matter?" Xiao Mohan asked in a deep voice, but the corners of his mouth twitched.

  (End of this chapter)