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"I've not been feeling well lately, I can't do anything. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Mo Qixuan said very casually, so that people couldn't tell whether he wanted to say it or not, as if he was really uncomfortable.

The prince looked at Mo Qixuan's face carefully, as if he wanted to see if Mo Qixuan was telling the truth.

"Xiao Xuan, where are you uncomfortable, I'll let the doctor show you later. The queen immediately said, "There is no mention of it."

"Queen, I'm a nutritionist myself, and I can regulate it myself. Mo Qixuan said with a smile.

The meal was eaten like that. After eating, the prince will go about his business, and the king and queen will go abroad for a visit.

Mo Qixuan went to the most famous café in the center of the city, and the old gun said that he would return to China in a few days, so they met.

"Are you really unwell?!" When he went out, the prince looked at Mo Qixuan and asked.

"What do you see?!" Mo Qixuan said with a faint smile as he looked at the prince.

"Where are you going?" asked the prince again. "Why do you still have your design book. ”

"The prince should go about his own business, you are in a difficult matter, why bother with my little matter. Mo Qixuan said, got into the car, and drove away in the prince's sight.

Mo Qixuan soon arrived at the café in the center of the city.

He came an hour early, so the old gun hadn't come yet, and Mo Qixuan didn't call to urge, so he took his notebook and began to draw the design drawings little by little.

Drawing little by little like this is the best way to pass the time, and soon an hour passed, and Mo Qixuan didn't feel it, even if the old gun stood behind Mo Qixuan's back for a while, he didn't find it.

"When did you come?!Why don't you go and sit?!" It wasn't until Mo Qixuan's hand was a little sore that Mo Qixuan raised his head and twisted his arm to notice the old gun standing behind him.

"It's been a while. The old gun reached over and rubbed Mo Qixuan's somewhat sore arm.

"You don't have to worry about it, you can sit down. Mo Qixuan said, "Let's see what to drink." With that, Mo Qixuan called the waiter.

"A cup of Blue Mountain, you help me order, I'll help you rub it, you've been painting for a long time. The old gun said calmly, but the force of his hand was very careful and focused.

"Good. Mo Qixuan said, and then began to order coffee for the old gun. The old gun's technique was really good, and it quickly relieved the soreness in Mo Qixuan's arms and shoulders.

"Old gun, sit down, I'll paint you a portrait. Mo Qixuan said.

"Your hands are sore. The old gun said.

"It's okay, it's a small thing, I used to paint for hours, I painted for a day, but it's only an hour. Mo Qixuan said, he had already stood up, pressed the old gun that was still massaging him behind his back, pressed it on the chair and sat down, and then picked up the pen and notebook and began to draw on the last page.

Mo Qixuan painted very attentively, although the old gun is a very ordinary, very popular face, but Mo Qixuan feels that the old gun has a unique demeanor, a unique temperament, he is calm, introverted, and few words, but he is a real, not treacherous person.

The old gun has also been looking at Mo Qixuan, who painted him seriously.

An hour later, Mo Qixuan finished painting.

"Old gun, look at it, whether I draw well or not. Mo Qixuan handed the painted one to the old gun and looked at it.

The old gun looked at the portrait, although it was only a very simple pencil drawing, but the drawing was just like the real thing, just at a glance, he could see that the person who drew the pen was very good and very attentive.

The old gun couldn't help but look at the series of design drafts drawn by Mo Qixuan before.

"Are you designing?!!

Mo Qixuan shook his head, "No, he is playing with me, but it doesn't matter, I don't paint this for him now, just because I like it, I just want to, so the painting is relatively free, and there is nothing elegant, and the painting is not very good." ”

"Good. Are you done?!" asked the old gun.

"Well, just now, this one has been painted, and I'm going to paint other styles of palaces, and I think it's quite interesting. Mo Qixuan said with a smile.

"Can you give me this design?!I'm planning to build a palace like this?" said the old gun.

Mo Qixuan looked at the old gun for a moment and didn't seem to be joking, so he said. "I'm going to be paid a lot of money. ”

"Hmm. The old gun nodded, then went to take off a necklace around his neck, walked in front of Mo Qixuan, and put it on Mo Qixuan's neck.

"Well, this chain is expensive, I'm just kidding. You helped me last time, and I can give you away for nothing. Mo Qixuan said, seeing that the old gun was still wearing a necklace for him, the distance between the two was only a few centimeters, and he could feel the hot breath of the old gun hitting his cheeks.

When he was drawing the old gun just now, he noticed the necklace that the old gun carried, its design is very unique, it is definitely not available on the market, and he should have some kind of symbol.

There was also the body temperature of the old gun on the necklace.

"But you gave me your most precious one, which I carried with me, I gave it to you, and if you have anything to do with me in the future, you will go directly to country F, and someone will take you to me if you show this necklace." The old gun said.

"It's not something special. Mo Qixuan asked uneasily.

"It's fine. The old gun finally brought a necklace to Mo Qixuan, and gently stroked the broken hair in front of Mo Qixuan's forehead.

Afterwards, the two of them sat quietly and drank coffee, Lao Gun was not a good conversation, he said very little, just sat opposite, silently looked at Mo Qixuan, and listened to Mo Qixuan.

After that incident, Mo Qixuan subconsciously believed in Lao Gun, and chatted a lot with Lao Gun, talking about his previous business, talking about children in orphanages, and talking about architectural design.

Later, Mo Qixuan was a little tired, so he leaned back on the comfortable sofa chair and closed his eyes to recuperate, they sat by the window, and at this time, the light of the morning sun hit Mo Qixuan's white handsome face.

It was very comfortable and pleasant.

After a while, Mo Qixuan fell asleep unconsciously.

The old gun walked to Mo Qixuan's side and gently placed Mo Qixuan's head on his shoulder.

I don't know how long I slept in the end, and in the end, Mo Qixuan was woken up by hunger, and when he opened his eyes, he saw black clothes.

"I actually fell asleep!" Mo Qixuan woke up and looked at the old gun embarrassedly, "Your hands are numb." ”

"Nope. The old gun said. "Going to dinner?!"

"Hmm. Mo Qixuan nodded.

Then, the two of them went to find a Chinese restaurant to eat.

The two of them were still sitting at the window.

Out of their sight, a small black car was parked outside their window.

Lei Zhen took the binoculars and looked at everything inside, since Mo Qixuan drove out of the castle, he has been driving with Mo Qixuan.

This man, he's probably forgotten about him, thinking he's dead.

He was working hard in the hospital for rehabilitation, and he was playing between two men.

At night, he was accompanied by the prince, and during the day he was with this bodyguard.

Lei Zhen's hand clutched his injured thigh tightly, he wanted to go down early, a long time ago, and throw the man who gave Mo Qixuan his hair, wore a necklace, and let Mo Qixuan sleep on him out and beat him.

Just his own legs, he can only occupy the time to walk.

Mo Qixuan, Mo Qixuan, do you miss me. Have you ever thought of me?

He hated Mo Qixuan very much, but he also thought that he wanted to go crazy.

"I'm sorry. The old gun looked at Mo Qixuan on the opposite side and said suddenly.

"Why did you suddenly apologize to me!?" Mo Qixuan asked strangely as he looked at the old gun.

"I still can't find out where Yao Huali is. The old gun bowed his head and said.

"He is the prince of the dking, and if he hides one, ordinary people will naturally not be able to find it. Still, he's not going to be good. Mo Qixuan said.

"Well, I warned him too. The old gun said.

"Can I send you tomorrow?" Mo Qixuan asked, looking at the old gun.

"Hmm. The old gun nodded.

After eating. Mo Qixuan drove back to the castle. The old gun and other things will go first.

In the evening, Mo Qixuan continued to cook dinner live, and as soon as he was ready to start, he saw the prince coming back, but he didn't expect the prince to come back, so he didn't do it at all. But his parents are not there, so he is too lazy to act.

"Why not mine?!" asked the prince, looking at the fact that there was only one dinner.

"Go and ask your chef to do it yourself. Mo Qixuan said lightly.

"Your chain?!" The sharp-eyed prince suddenly saw the necklace around Mo Qixuan's neck. "You were sent by Charles Monhe (old gun)?"

"You're taking care of too much. Mo Qixuan said impatiently, since he knew what kind of person the prince was, he was particularly irritable when he talked to this person. Usually he can endure it in front of his parents, but without his parents, he doesn't want to endure it for a moment.

"This is the necklace of the Charles family, the power is great, and it is the highest symbol of the Charles family. He should have brought it with him since birth, so he gave it to you. Mo Qixuan has to say, your ability in this area is really high. The prince knew that his parents were not at home, and he also mocked Mo Qixuan to his heart's content.

Mo Qixuan's eyes sank, he really didn't expect this necklace to have such a special meaning.

"Prince, have you taken care of everything!?Do you still have the leisure to chat with me here!?" Mo Qixuan looked at the prince with a sneer and said, one of the reasons why he mentioned this at the beginning was that it would take a lot of time and fatigue to uproot that gangster, after all, it was an organization of tens of thousands of people, so the prince would not have time to deal with him.

"Hmph, Mo Qixuan, you should at least provoke me, otherwise if I make a phone call, your sister Yao will have nothing to eat. The prince looked at Mo Qixuan and said, "I promised Charles Monhe not to do anything to her, but I can leave her with food." You go and fry me a steak right now. Otherwise......" said the prince, who had already picked up his phone and was ready to make a call.

Mo Qixuan took the chopsticks in his hand and couldn't wait to stick them on the prince's beautiful cheek.

"Shoot. With a bang, Mo Qixuan put the chopsticks on the table. Then went to the kitchen.

Looking at Mo Qixuan, who was busy in the kitchen, the prince sat on the sofa in the living room and smiled proudly.