Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Wasn't it the same for Xiao Chen and Young Master Lian back then?

"In addition to weapons, the most important thing is to bring enough antidotes." Han Changqing listened to Wen Shui's words and echoed.

Xiao Ran remained silent. He stretched out his hand and wiped his lips hard, looked at Han Changqing deeply, and said, "Since the young master doesn't let us go, I'm afraid we need to make detailed arrangements for this matter."

"Wait until Zhuo Qi arrives." Han Changqing said.

Xiao Ran also didn't say anything. The two looked at each other tacitly and turned to walk in different directions.

In the bedroom

Gu Chuyan was blown by the cold wind and shivered with cold. When she ran back to the room and closed the door, she saw Feng Tianjing had come back without knowing when, and was holding Xiao Yiyan and eating grapes. The two were very greedy and looked similar. People who didn't know thought they were mother and daughter.

"These little guys made me look for them for a long time. I thought they were lost! Come here." Feng Tianjing said, and pretended to hit someone, raised her little hand and patted Xiao Yiyan's little butt lightly.

Xiao Yiyan was spanked on her buttocks, and she smiled and crawled in her arms.

"Xiao Qi, stop making trouble." Gu Chuyan looked at this scene and felt it was very dangerous. Feng Tianjing was pregnant after all, and she couldn't be tossed like this.

She stepped forward and took Xiao Yiyan away from Feng Tianjing's arms, sitting aside and looking at the grapes, but didn't eat them.

"Too naughty." Feng Tianjing said, but her scalp was numb when she was stared at by Gu Chuyan. Her charming little face was stunned, and she moved her body, revealing her sweet dimples. She said: "Why? Are you attracted by my beauty?"

Gu Chuyan looked at her panic, poured her a glass of water, and said directly: "Don't pretend, I guessed it."

"Under your nose, they can run to C City. If it wasn't you who secretly commanded, who could escape your palm? You just want to go back to C City and worry about me?" Gu Chuyan said in a light voice, but very confidently.

Feng Tianjing felt embarrassed. She ate a few grapes and said, "It may be similar to what you said."

"I miss you, don't I?" Feng Tianjing said. Wen Shui found that the child was missing and wondered if she came to City C. In the end, she let her come. Otherwise, Wen Shui would not let her go out even if she was beaten to death.

Gu Chuyan stretched out her hand and pinched her face hard. Feng Tianjing covered her face in pain and cried out, "Murdering my sister."

The bedroom was warm. Gu Chuyan sat there flipping through a magazine and asked casually, "Do you know where the witch clan's nest is?"

"In... How would I know?" Feng Tianjing listened and swallowed a whole grape excitedly.

"I just asked casually, why are you so nervous?" Gu Chuyan looked at her embarrassed appearance with a smile, stretched out her hand to pat her back, and after drinking a few sips of water, Feng Tianjing was relieved a lot.

She got up quickly, touched her belly and walked a few steps, looking at the snow outside the window, and said: "It's New Year's Eve, this year should be a good year." "We never celebrated the New Year here before, and we didn't care about New Year's Eve or Spring Festival. It was quiet year after year, just like a subway." Feng Tianjing was obviously a little emotional, but she mostly changed the subject. "I remember when I was young, I sneaked out and my clothes were torn. I saw C City full of lanterns, the streets were bustling, and firecrackers were set off everywhere. I wanted to blend in, but unfortunately I was caught by the bodyguards in the next second. I cried and said I just wanted to play for a while, but I came back and was beaten and couldn't get out of bed for three days." Feng Tianjing just smiled when she mentioned the old things. She had no childhood to speak of. The most profound impression she had here was beating, being beaten, and being beaten.