After saying these words, Miao Miao had been secretly observing Mo Han.

I have to say that Mo Han's abnormal attitude today surprised her.

This domineering and authoritarian man, in just a few hours, seems to have changed as a person.

I ruined her embroidery before, and now I come to help me paint it.

As soon as this idea came to her, the next second, she saw Mo Han gather the spiritual power in the palm of her hand, turning it into a substantial flame.

He stared at himself and said, "Believe it or not, I can destroy it right now!" ”

Intuition told Mo Han that this work was not simple.

When he was drawing this embroidery just now, the spiritual power in his body actually fluctuated a little. And now after painting, when I look at the whole, I feel even more majestic.

From ancient times to the present 2,000 years, he has never seen a work of this style.

So, he had to know where it came from.

Miao Miao was shocked, and hurriedly picked up the embroidery and protected it aside: "No." ”

The action is fast and beyond the ordinary.

"Then tell me, where did it come from?" As Mo Han's face became serious, the air around him seemed to cool down.

Miao Miao couldn't help but panic a little in her heart.

The origin of this painting, she definitely can't tell Mo Han.

After all, she couldn't trust anyone now with such a secret as the embroidered spirit sketch.

After hesitating for a moment, she said, "My grandfather gave it to me." ”

"Your grandfather?" Mo Han raised his eyebrows.

"Hmm." Miao Miao nodded affirmatively.

"Where did your grandfather get it from?" Mo Han asked.

"How do I know that?" Miao Miao rolled her eyes dissatisfied: "If you want to know, you can ask my grandfather." ”

Speaking of grandpa, the look in her eyes couldn't help but dim a little.

Now that grandpa has no news, she can only push these things onto grandpa.

In this way, it is undoubtedly equivalent to saying nothing.

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Han took the words and said affirmatively: "Okay." ”

His move suddenly made Miao Miao couldn't help but be surprised: "What do you mean?" ”

Is he really going to help her find her grandfather?

As soon as such a thought came out, he was forcibly suppressed by Miao Miao.

She shook her head secretly, impossible.

At this time, Mo Han handed a photo to Miao Miao: "Is this your grandfather?" ”

Seeing this, Miao Miao's expression suddenly turned white, and tears flashed in her eyes.

She took the photo with trembling hands, and her chest couldn't help choking. Stunned, he said, "You, where did this come from?" ”

"Is it your grandfather?" Mo Han asked again.

Miao Miao nodded affirmatively: "It's my grandfather, it's really my grandfather, where did you get this photo?" Did you see my grandfather? ”

For a while, the excitement in my heart was indescribable.

Miao Miao grabbed Mo Han and kept asking.

"Where is my grandfather now?"

Mo Han looked at her excited appearance, and his heart couldn't help but sink slightly, and he stared at her. This girl, if something happens to her grandfather, she doesn't know how sad she will be.

"I don't know." Mo Han said.

He decided not to tell her until he brought her back.

"And where did you get this picture? Who filmed it? Miao Miao asked.

It's been two years, and there is no news from her grandfather, and now she finally sees her grandfather's photo, how can her heart not be excited.

But at this moment, Mo Han put the photo away.

"What are you doing, give it back to me." Miao Miao suddenly yelled.

"It's mine." Mo Han said.

For a while, Miao Miao was speechless. just stared at Mo Han with wide eyes, stunned.

After a moment, she pleaded, "I beg you, tell me, who took this picture of you?" Where the hell is my grandfather now? ”

As he spoke, tears unconsciously appeared in his forehead and eyes.

The nose followed with a sour ache.

Seeing this, Mo Han couldn't help but feel pity in his heart. He gathered his mind and changed the topic: "I help you draw embroidery, not to support your embroidery." I was making amends for my afternoon behavior. Also, until I find out the origin of this work, I am still against it. ”

If these words had been said before, Miao Miao might have been moved. But now, she only cares about her grandfather.

Although she likes embroidery, embroidering this lion picture is nothing more than wanting to enhance her strength and go to her grandfather.

"Tell me, where the hell is my grandfather now? Do you know something? You say! Miao Miao asked excitedly, and her voice rose by countless decibels.

"No comment!" Mo replied indifferently.

Getting this sentence, Miao Miao's heart couldn't help but twitch hard.

Some pain.

"I beg you, tell me." She pleaded.

Warm tears rolled across his cheeks.

Together with a heart, it was pulled up fiercely.

Mo Han seems to have realized such a consequence. At this time, he frowned slightly, quickly stretched out his hand, and the fingertips that gathered spiritual power pointed at Miao Miao's left shoulder.

In the next second, she slowly closed her eyes, and her body fell limply to the ground.

Mo Hanyan quickly caught her, hugged her into his arms, and then hugged her horizontally.

turned off the light, and in the dark night, Mo Han hugged her like this and left here.

Mi Garden.

Seeing Mo Han coming back with Miao Miao in his arms, Zhu Huaqiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

originally thought that the boss would come forward and would definitely make Miss Miao angry again, but I didn't expect the two to come back together.

Wait, though......

"Boss, Miss Miao, what's wrong?" Zhu Huaqiang asked.

"Comatose." Mo Han said.

"What happened?" Zhu Huaqiang was surprised: "Why did you fall into a coma?" ”

Mo coldly glanced over: "My hand." ”

After hearing this, Zhu Huaqiang didn't dare to speak anymore. Shaking his head secretly, he muttered in a low voice: The boss really won't coax women! When Miss Miao woke up, she was probably going to get angry again.

"I can hear you!" Mo Han dropped a sentence and walked upstairs with Miao Miao in his arms.

On the third floor, after hesitating for a moment, he still carried her into his room.

He put Miao Miao on the soft big bed, covered her with a quilt, and then walked to the balcony and sat down on the sofa chair.

After a moment's pause, he got up and took out the paintings from the cabinet.

Opening the brocade box, Mo Han slowly unfolded the painting scroll, and Mi'er's portrait appeared in front of him again.

Look at the portrait and then at the sleeping face in bed.

His heart couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

And at this time, a trace of aura faintly rose on the painting scroll and floated towards Miao Miao on the bed.

Soon, he disappeared into Miao Miao's dexterity.

At this time, the sleeping Miao Miao couldn't help but let out an uncomfortable moan, turned over, and fell asleep again.

In my mind, gradually sinking. Sink.

Chaos reigned.

In her sleep, Miao Miao seemed to hear someone calling to her. When she opened her eyes, it was darkness.

This familiar scene is familiar.

She walked aimlessly, and finally came out of the darkness and saw a piece of light.

But in front of her, it was no longer the world she was familiar with......