Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

   Chapter 963 The style of painting becomes different

  Gu Chuyan lowered her head and looked at Mrs. Xiao's embarrassed but happy appearance, she whispered: "Mother is very beautiful."

Although Mrs. Xiao is almost fifty years old, she has good temperament, strong skin, and excellent maintenance. The years have not left too many marks on her face. The delicate and classical beauty face, thin willow eyebrows, thin and small Lips are like classical beauties walking out of the painting.

   "Go out." Gu Chuyan raised her head and said to Xiao Mohan with her lips.

  Xiao Mohan gave a stunned look, seeing Madam Xiao shrinking in her arms, his lips moved, his heart was heavy, and he turned and walked outside.

   Hearing the sound of the door closing, Mrs. Xiao looked up from Gu Chuyan's arms like a frightened bird.

  "Mother, come." Gu Chuyan helped her up and walked to the bathroom.

  Holding hot water, he took a bath for her, turned around and looked at the closet, and saw a red dress with a picture of peony embroidered on it. She took it to put it on for Mrs. Xiao.

  Mrs. Xiao's spirit, like a lot better, sat in front of the dressing table.

"Mother is so beautiful." Gu Chuyan exclaimed in a low voice, holding a comb, straightening her long hair, gently pulling it up, looking at her in the mirror, her skin is white and snowy, and her red dress makes her spirits. Quite a few, the whole body exudes the charm that women should have.

  Ms. Xiao looked at the mirror, and she stared at Gu Chuyan in a daze.

  "This comb." Madam Xiao looked at the comb in her hand.

  Exquisite millennium peach wood, carved.

  This comb is her dowry. She felt a little lonely under her eyes. She reached out and touched it and said, "Here you are, it's just right."

  She took Gu Chuyan's wrist and touched the blood bracelet on it, but said nothing.

  "Mother, come with us to S City, okay?" Gu Chuyan bent down, hugged her from behind, and said coquettishly: "Chuyan wants to live with her mother."

  I don’t know what kind of mentality it is. Seeing Mrs. Xiao, Gu Chuyan is not afraid, but has a kind of intimacy.

  Perhaps she lost her mother since she was a child, and she didn’t have many opportunities to act like a baby.

   "Okay." Mrs. Xiao listened, was silent for a long time, and agreed.

  Gu Chuyan listened, laughing joyfully, hugging Madam Xiao and said, "Mo Han will be very happy."

  Ms. Xiao looked at her smiling face, full of smile, sincere, she hesitated for a while, raised her hand, and touched her head.

   Outside the wing room, Xiao Mohan put his hands behind him, his silent black eyes staring at the lotus pond in front.

   "Lord." Han Changqing stepped and jumped ashore from the bamboo raft.

  Xiao Mohan raised his eyes, glanced at him indifferently, and said in a deep voice, "In a good mood?"

   "It's okay." Han Changqing laughed deep and followed behind him.

  The door of the wing opened, Gu Chuyan and Mrs. Xiao walked out, Han Changqing was stunned for a few seconds, rubbing his eyes, watching the two women dressed beautifully, talking in a low voice.

Uh…. I thought they would come, but they turned around and left!

   "Master, are you falling out of favor?" Han Changqing's narrow black eyes narrowed slightly, and said a big truth in a stupor, it was obvious!

  Gu Chuyan, don’t Xiao Mohan anymore.

  Mrs. Xiao, uh, don’t look at him!

   Xiao Mohan stood there, staring at them with black eyes, and glanced at Han Changqing with cold eyes. She wanted to keep up. Who knew Mrs. Xiao turned her head and said: "Mo Han, you are not allowed to follow."

   "..." Xiao Mohan's body was stiff, and he was full of enthusiasm, as if someone was holding a bucket of ice water and pouring it from his head.

  He paused, standing still, watching them disappear into his sight.

   "Cough." Xiao Mohan coughed awkwardly, staring at Han Changqing with cold eyes.

  (End of this chapter)