Chapter 455 Almost Selling Your Wife

"Slow down." Seeing this, Xiao Mohan lifted the corners of his mouth into a smile.

He got up, walked towards the kitchen, reached out and knocked on the door, and said, "Chu Chu, I'm going to the study."

"Yeah." Gu Chuyan hummed a song inside, while responding.

Xiao Mohan turned and went upstairs, with a froze smile on his face, his handsome face sank slightly, his eyes became cold, like a harbinger of a storm.

Han Changqing, Wenshui, and Zhuo Bi rushed back from outside, panting.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, their faces full of spring breeze.

"cold."

"Grandfather."

"Xiao Mohan."

The three shouted together, ran upstairs, pushed open the door of the study, saw Xiao Mohan bowed his head, not knowing what to say to the little fox, Bu Guy suddenly became obedient and no longer arrogant.

"Master." Han Changqing rushed forward, put his arms around his shoulders, and made a fuss in front of Xiao Mohan for the first time.

What rules, what etiquette? Han Changqing didn't want them all.

"Master, Ah Qing misses you."

Wenshui stood in front, also excited, but he said foolishly: "Hey, hey, Han Changqing, this is what my sister-in-law said, don't steal the lines, a man, still crying?"

As Wenshui said, he pulled Han Changqing away.

Zhuo Bi stood there, silent, just stepped forward, looked at Xiao Mohan, stretched out his hand and froze in mid-air, and then fell down after a long time.

"If you don't come back, we will sell your wife." Zhuo Bi joked.

Xiao Mohan returned to Xiao's house, and then bad news came from Xiao's house, saying that Xiao Mohan was afraid. . . Because he risked his life, even risked his life, to save Gu Chuyan.

At that time, they wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

"Washui, did you bring the medicine?" Xiao Mohan looked at Zhuo Bi, with a smile on his lips, nodded to him, looked up at Wenshui and asked.

Asked if the water was unpleasant, ran to the side, picked up a bottle of red wine, and blew directly on the bottle.

After drinking half a bottle, a blush flashed across his fair face, and he took a drink break and said, "Are you sure?"

"En." Xiao Mohan responded.

Xiao Mohan turned around, Han Changqing followed, stretched out his hand to take off his coat, and hung it aside.

"Ask what love is in the world." Seeing this, Zhuo Li only said one sentence, and then ran to drink, not daring to look at it directly.

Wenshui stepped forward, took out the medicine, mixed it together, took a large glass basin, made it into a potion, brought it in front of Xiao Mohan, and said, "It's painful to remove the blood and revitalize the skin, you are sure."

"En." Xiao Mohan responded.

His hands, because of digging the tunnel at that time, were already bruised, coupled with the pain he endured back to Xiao's house, the shape of his hands had been damaged, even. . .

Just now when Gu Chuyan wanted to hold his hand, Xiao Mohan's first reaction was to refuse, he was afraid that she would see her.

Gu Chuyan didn't care about his appearance, he was afraid that she would feel distressed and sad, this girl is good at everything, but she loves him too much.

"Mo Han." Gu Chuyan's voice came from outside.

Wen Shui and Han Changqing looked at each other, only to see Zhuo Li put down his glass and gestured to them: "How long will it take?"

"Four hours." Wenshui said.

Zhuo Bi stepped away and said, "I will hold her steady."

Xiao Mohan stretched out his hands, asking water to untie him, his hands were worn out, the flesh was necrotic, and the blood was still scorched on the skin when it healed. . . . .

"Hiss." Xiao Mohan pressed his hands into the potion.

The potion seeped into his skin, almost washing his flesh and bones. His hands were shaking, but he forced it down, saying: "Not enough, add more."