Chapter 1812： I was scared to death by you, do you know?

Chapter 1812 I was scared to death by you, do you know?

Gu Chuyan was woken up when she was trampled on, she let out a muffled snort.

"Hiss." She got up, saw the little fox with a guilty conscience, turned around and squatted there, afraid of being seen by her. Just now it molested her, um, and stepped on her body with her paw.

Hearing a muffled hum, Gu Chuyan stood up vigilantly.

"Who?" Gu Chuyan's voice was hoarse, and she asked in a low voice. She lifted her foot forward and whispered, "Is it Mo Han? Is it you?"

But the night was too dark, the thunder and lightning disappeared suddenly, and the rain stopped.

Gu Chuyan pursed her lips, bent over to see, but saw an arm stretched out and grabbed her: "Ah," she screamed and was forcibly pulled in.

"Hmm." Gu Chuyan hummed in a low voice, and was picked up by someone turning over.

Her face hit his shoulder, her nose hit hard, she grabbed his shoulder hard, trying to see if it was Xiao Mohan, but he deliberately covered her eyes not to look.

"Mo Han? Xiao Mohan, you bastard." Gu Chuyan raised her eyes to look at him, but she saw Xiao Mohan pressing on her, but she looked at her with a handsome grin.

She was so angry that she stretched out her hand and drew it at him, and said angrily: "I'm almost scared to death by you, don't you know?"

"I almost thought, you..." After these two words were dead, she didn't dare to say it. She was afraid that it would come true if she said it.

She looked at him and smiled, before returning to her senses, “Where’s Xiao Yijue? He….. Is that blood just now, that’s him?”

When Gu Chuyan saw Xiao Mohan, the stone that was suppressed in her heart was finally released, but she raised it again, thinking that Xiao Yijue had been blown to pieces.

"Hmm." Behind him, there was an immature voice.

A flower was handed, and the fat and tender little hand shook in front of her. Gu Chuyan raised her eyes and looked at Xiao Yijue standing there, looking at her a little embarrassed.

The little guy didn’t know how to be afraid, thinking that Xiao Mohan would take him out to play! He picked a wild flower and handed it to Gu Chuyan, but he didn't know that he almost died just now.

"Little Yijue." Gu Chuyan pushed Xiao Mohan away hard, rushed forward, and held Xiao Yijue in her arms.

Xiao Mohan was pushed away by her, and fell to the ground. He snorted and said in a deep voice, "Gu Chuyan, are you murdering her husband?"

Gu Chuyan ignored him and hugged Xiao Yijue tightly for inspection, and found that he was unharmed, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay!" Gu Chuyan said.

Xiao Mohan listened to her, and fell on the grass, raised his eyes to look at her, and snorted, “He was not injured. It was your man Xiao Mohan who injured him.”

"Huh?" Gu Chuyan listened, only to realize that her hands were sticky. Did she just get it on Xiao Mohan?

Gu Chuyan approached Xiao Yijue holding Xiao Yijue, and saw him lying calmly on the ground, stretched out her hand to him, and asked: "Are you injured?"

Looking at him cheeky, Gu Chuyan was very angry, and saw that Xiao Mo was badly injured, and he actually laughed out loud.

"For your husband, you are the wounded, you are the same as you just hugged him, Madam is partial." Xiao Mohan said in a muffled voice.

Listening to his cold humor, Gu Chuyan became even more angry.

"It's all hurt like this, are you still in the mood to make a joke?" Gu Chuyan said, checking for him, supporting him, and seeing that the blood was still flowing, she tore a piece of cloth and pressed the wound for him.

When he was anxious, he saw Xiao Mohan lower his eyes and stared at her.

She looked along his line of sight and saw her anxious appearance/

"Hmm." Gu Chuyan wanted to speak, but he bowed her head and said hoarsely: "Don't be sad, we are even now."

(End of this chapter)