章節 72: Chapter 97: Is Mohan Sick?

The helicopter was heading towards the mountains of S City, landing smoothly.

Han Changqing stepped off the aircraft, stood aside, took out a cigar, lit it, and took a big puff. He was contemplating: should I tell them we're home?

While he was deep in thought, a white shadow came rushing over.

With a "click", he opened the cabin door with one hand and stepped inside.

He heard the sound of a man and a woman speaking inside. Wen Shui was taken aback! He poked his head inside and took a glance.

He stepped forward, reached out, and picked up Xiao Mohan.

"Bang." Xiao Mohan threw a punch back. Wen Shui was hit and took half a step back, falling heavily to one side.

His enchanting face wore an innocent expression.

"What are you hitting me for?" Wen Shui got up and asked.

Xiao Mohan picked her up and got off the plane.