Chapter 463： Xiao Mohan has hand problems

Chapter 463 Xiao Mohan has problems with his hands

It’s just that there was an oolong today.

She actually went to bed with Zhuo Li, by accident?

Yao Rong got up, ran to grab the beer and poured it by mouth, drank N bottles, got himself drunk, fell to the ground, pinched the bottle and shouted: "Zhuo, Zhuo, you...Go away."

"Zhuo Li." She yelled while holding the bottle, feeling that he was surrounded by him.

That bad, like to tease her, tease her, even. . . It was a mess.

Half mountainside, villa

At noon, Gu Chuyan, after shopping, found that Zhuo Li had not bought coffee and returned. After contacting Zhuo Li, she took a taxi by herself and headed halfway up the mountain.

"Mo Han." Gu Chuyan trot, happily, and ran back carrying things.

Wen Shui followed Xiao Mohan's side, and whispered: "Shao Ben, I drew Gu Yan's blood that day, Han, you say..."

Gu Chuyan's voice came, Wen Shui shut up instantly, Xiao Mohan raised his head, looking at her joyful figure, he nodded to Wen Shui before stepping downstairs.

"Mo Han, take a look at what I bought for you? This, this, and this." Gu Chuyan showed excitement, with a tender face.

Seeing this, Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand to pick up something, asked the water to rush forward, and lifted it up.

"Should I do this kind of work."

Gu Chuyan pulled him down on the sofa and picked up a pen to cut the fruit for him. Upon seeing this, Xiao Mohan reached out and took the knife, peeling the skin, but his hands were painful and trembling.

"Hiss." Xiao Mohan peeled his skin, stroked his fingertips, blood dripped.

He quickly grabbed the knife and fruit, and said, "I'll go upstairs and take a look."

Gu Chuyan returned to her senses, looking at his figure, she lowered her head, looked at the drop of blood on the coffee table, she reached out and touched it, then looked at his figure.

I saw a few drops on the ground when he was passing by.

"Mo Han, what's the matter with you?" Gu Chuyan raised her head and looked at his figure. She didn't expose him.

Seeing Xiao Mohan's figure in the morning, she drew a tissue, wiped off the blood from the coffee table and the blood on the ground, and dripped upstairs, instead walking outside.

"Oh oh oh." The little fox ran from a distance, followed her behind, teasing her from time to time.

Gu Chuyan squatted down, picked it up and asked: "Little guy, did you say that Mo Han was hiding a lot of things from me? Is he very bad now?"

But she can only ask the little fox, not dare to talk nonsense.

Xiao Mohan didn't want to let her know. Asking the water, Han Changqing and Zhuo Di had strict mouths, and they would definitely not reveal a word.

Thinking of the morning, Zhuo Li suddenly forcibly pulled her to the city, maybe. . . .

Thinking of this, she turned her head to look at the villa, thoughtful.

Night fell, Gu Chuyan watched Xiao Mohan and Zhuo Li walk towards the study, she was sitting on the sofa alone, not knowing what she was thinking.

In the study, Zhuo Li poured a glass of wine and handed it to him, but Xiao Mohan did not answer it.

"You dare to fetch things from thousands of years of cold ice. At that time, I almost thought you were dead." Seeing Xiao Mohan's hand, Zhuo Di couldn't help scolding.

Xiao Mohan's hand was severely injured at the time, and when he encountered a thousand-year-old ice, the cold air invaded, and almost killed him. It was Xiao who saved his life after taking the treasure from the family.

In order to save Gu Chuyan, Xiao Mohan even went out.

As a brother, how can Zhuo Li not feel bad?

"Something?" Xiao Mohan raised his leg and leaned his tall body there, his silent black eyes swept across Zhuo Li's body, and asked in a low voice.

Zhuo Lin looked at Xiao Mohan's indifferent appearance, so he shut up and said nothing.

"Remember Zhuo's engagement? Han, I want to cancel the engagement." Zhuo Di said in a deep voice.

Xiao Mohan raised his eyes, his gaze fell on Zhuo Li's neck, the traces on that side were obviously. . .

(End of this chapter)