CEO, You Look Like My Daddy

"No, no, no, no!"

Gu Xiaomian twisted Mo Xiujin's hand silk without relaxation, and still instructed: "ears, behind the ears, for so many years, they must know the improvement method..."

Mo Xiujin was so angry by these two silly goods that his stomach hurt. Just now he struggled twice. Now he just stopped moving and let them toss themselves with a cold hum.

Aware of his cooperation, Gu Xiaomian smiled proudly: "I'm quite honest. I know I can't run away."

He reached out and patted the back of Mo Xiujin's head, humming: "it's bad luck for you to make a mistake in my hand today. You want to escape from me and go back to practice for a lifetime."

Mo Xiujin couldn't help rolling his eyes. This guy is really cheeky as always.

He snorted coldly, grinding his back teeth, and said word by word: "Gu Pang, you'd better press me forever, or I'll pick you up and throw you down the mountain when I get up!"

“……”

Gu Xiaomian's men shook their consciousness and looked at the people they pressed on the ground. A trace of surprise and novelty flashed on their face: "I said fake goods. Where on earth did you find talents to learn so much?"

As like as two peas, he will not only be "fat", but even the same language.

Mo Xiujin was so angry that he vomited blood. If he hadn't been pressed, he really wanted to stand up and beat the fat man!

He was about to say something, and his chin was suddenly lifted up by Jianrui.

Jian Rui looked serious and stared at him coldly: "don't talk, or you'll cut your tongue!"

She and Gu Xiaomian had preconceived that the person in front of them was a fake, so there was no burden to abuse at the moment.

Jian Rui did what she said. Just after the threat, she put a cold dagger beside her.

The knife point is sharp and straight towards Mo Xiujin.

Mo Xiujin's face was gradually covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Of course, it's not because of being scared, but because of being angry and being pressed by Gu Xiaomian

He moved his lips: "Rui..."

Before the words were out, Jianrui immediately picked up the dagger and approached him. Her voice threatened, "huh?"

Mo Xiujin took a breath and finally closed his eyes.

Tired, hurry up and finish

"Hum, that's pretty much the same."

Seeing that he didn't speak anymore, Jianrui snorted, pinched and pinched his hands carefully on his face, and didn't even let go of Gu Xiaomian's ears.

But for a moment, Mo Xiujin's face was full of red marks.

Mo Xiujin could feel that her face was like a dough in her hand. Let her rub it round and flatten it. A pair of ears were separated from her head, so there was only half a minute left

After a moment, Jian Rui, who had a cold face, suddenly frowned slightly and gave a gentle "eh".

"Why can't you tear it off?"

She said to herself, and her face was confused: "is it another whirl?"

Mo Xiujin raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile: "aunt, isn't it? Why don't you just cut off my skin so that you can get a ready-made mask?"

Such familiar words

Jianrui swallowed her saliva and the movement on her hand slowly stopped.

"How about Ruirui?"

Seeing her stop, Gu Xiaomian hurriedly asked, "is this goods fake? Ya, where did you hide the seam this time?"

He raised his hand to twist Mo Xiujin's ear. Before he got there, he was stopped by Jian Rui.

Jian Rui looked at him, slowly shook her head and whispered, "Gu Ruan, his face... Seems to be true."

"Really?"

Gu Xiaomian was suspicious. He twisted Mo Xiujin's arm with one hand and touched his face with the other.

Well, it's hot, soft, there's no trace of paste, and there's no strange connection of face. It's completely different from those faces with human skin masks

Gu Xiaomian suddenly stiffened, bitterly retracted his hand, and involuntarily swallowed saliva.

"This... No, no, no... no?"

He looked at Jian Rui. His voice was like being pinched by someone. It was the same in a low voice, with a trace of undetectable trembling.

Jianrui nodded and was sure in her big eyes.

She checked it carefully and there would be no mistake.

The two looked at each other, and the next moment, they turned their heads and looked at the person pressed on the ground at the same time.

Mo Xiujin's green veins are stretched on his forehead. What is a face? Others are real, okay!

He looked at the two people with big eyes to small eyes in front of him, raised his lips and sneered: "aunt, master Gu, have you finished the investigation? Can you let the villain up?"

Jian Rui and Gu Xiaomian: "

The two looked at each other, and their attitude changed 180 degrees in an instant.

Gu Xiaomian quickly let go, helped Mo Xiujin up with his own hands, and smiled with a slave like flattery: "good brother, didn't you hurt?"

He said as he patted Mo Xiujin's clothes and rubbed his arms. He should be more considerate.

"Come on, sit down and have a rest..."

Mo Xiujin squinted and smiled, moved his arms and wrists, and waved to Gu Xiaomian in the next moment: "rest? I'll let you lie on the ground and have a good rest..."

Before the words fell, an ice bag was pressed on his face. Suddenly, he took a breath.

"Smelly brocade, do you have a pain in your face? I'll give you a swelling first, and then apply a mask for you later."

Jianrui reached out and touched his face with a flattering smile: "don't worry, I'm making sure you won't leave a trace..."

"Oh. Oh."

Mo Xiujin narrowed her eyes and smiled. She raised her hand and patted off the ice bag in her hand: "go away, there's no need."

If these guys didn't have brains, would he need to suffer that crime?

He walked away angrily for two steps and stretched out his hand to move his shoulder.

Gu Xiaomian was really confiscating his strength just now. If he had more force, his arm would have to be dislocated.

Behind him, Gu Xiaomian and Jian Rui exchanged eyes. While Mo Xiujin didn't pay attention, they kidnapped his arm from left to right.

Mo Xiujin: "..." fortunately, he was on guard this time, otherwise he would be dragged and dislocated by these two goods.

Gu Xiaomian and Jian Rui shook his arm like shaking something and begged for mercy: "young master Mo, ancestor Mo Bao..."

"Hiss..."

Don't wrinkle your eyebrows.

"Jin, we are wrong. You have a lot of adults. Forgive us both today..."

The two of them were playing the same game, and their voices were prolonged, humming and shouting.

Mo Xiujin sighed, looked at the left and right people, raised his hand and patted them on the head.

After a meal, they narrowed their eyes and shrunk their necks, thinking that Mo Xiujin was going to beat someone.

As a result, I waited for a while, but I only felt a light and heavy pat on the top of my head.

"Why are you two so stupid?"

Mo Xiujin looked at them bitterly and rolled his eyes: "if I'm fake, can I contact you with the a communicator?"