Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Unfortunately, when she reached for the pillow, the man's powerful palm was faster than hers.

He reached forward, grabbed the pillow, and put it next to him. He turned around and sat next to her, put his arm around her shoulders, and stared at her coldly in a semi-threatening manner.

"Come and see what Xiao Yijue's works are like." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice.

Gu Chuyan covered her face with her hands, huddled in his arms, rolled up her knees slightly, and kept rubbing: "Mr. Xiao Xiao, I already know that I was wrong. I have eyes but cannot recognize Mount Tai. I didn't know that your son drew it. It is actually your sacred spring."

"I apologize to you now. I think his paintings are lifelike and match your momentum very well. When I saw them on the snow, they felt real." Gu Chuyan said.

"Well." She was pressed down on the bed by Xiao Mohan. His tall body bullied her, and his hot skin warmed her body.

Gu Chuyan pursed her lips, raised her eyes to look at Xiao Mohan, saw him staring at her, and said, "I couldn't sleep because of my husband last night."

"..." Gu Chuyan listened and was stunned for a moment, seeing his fingertips crawling on her face and gently rubbing her face, and said: "After leaving my husband, my wife's sleep is so good."

"Abandoning your husband and leaving him alone in an empty house, should you feel guilty?" Xiao Mohan counted her crimes in a deep voice.

Gu Chuyan listened, slightly surprised and said, "Are you insomniac? Don't you usually sleep well?"

But looking at his deep black eyes, there are indeed dark circles around them. It seems that he did not sleep well, and even... he seemed to be in a slightly unhappy mood.

"No one warms the bed, do you think my husband can sleep?" Xiao Mohan said.

He was used to having her by his side, smelling her scent, which made him fall asleep quickly like sleeping incense, but last night he couldn't fall asleep.

"Did Xiao Yijue sleep with you last night?" Gu Chuyan asked softly.

But when she asked like this, Xiao Mohan was even more unhappy. His face darkened and he said coldly: "He got up in the middle of the night to drink milk."

"Then you make milk for him." Gu Chuyan said, thinking this was not a problem, but Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand, pointed at his chest and said, "He wants this."

"..." Gu Chuyan felt a little embarrassed as she listened.

She carefully stretched out her hand, pinched his shirt, carefully opened a small opening, and looked at his chest, vaguely seeing teeth marks.

The tooth mark is indeed a bit shallow. Xiao Yijue is still young and only has 6 teeth. It is completely consistent with Xiao Mohan's description.

"So, you were drunk by him." Gu Chuyan said softly, suddenly realizing that it was not easy to be a father. It seemed that Xiao Yijue and him did not sleep happily last night.

Thinking of this, Gu Chuyan grabbed his arm and said, "He was painting outside just now. Did you kick him out?"

"Do you still need me to rush? When he found that he couldn't drink anything, he ran away. Gu Chuyan, do you want to be paid as your husband?" Xiao Mohan said in a hoarse voice.

It seemed as if the injustice he suffered last night was all because she didn't come back to sleep with him.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiao." Gu Chuyan stretched out her hand, hugged him gently, coaxed him as if he were a child, and whispered: "You are great, you are my pride, I am proud of you.

But Xiao Mohan didn't take this trick and kept groping at random with his fingertips.

"So, how to compensate me? Should I do it, or you?" Xiao Mohan said in a hoarse voice, especially for a 30-year-old man, who is mature and sensible, and can also care for others.

With his energy, Gu Chuyan was already a little scared.