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After eating and drinking, Ah Mao and Golden Retriever Xiaoluo got up and prepared to leave Lao Cheng's clinic. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Mo Qixuan, are you really not going back with us? You haven't been to the dormitory for more than a month. A cat looked at Mo Qixuan and said.

"What, do you miss me?" Mo Qixuan smiled slightly.

"yes, yes. Golden Retriever Xiaoluo immediately leaned over and said.

"I'm afraid you want me to do your laundry. Mo Qixuan knocked on the head of the golden retriever Xiaoluo and said, "I still have to stay and take care of my legs, I have to go to work during the day, and there is no time to pass, so you can take care of yourself." ”

"What, I don't want you if I don't wash our clothes, do we really miss you?"

"Alright, my leg is almost healed, and I'll be back with you soon. Mo Qixuan smiled. "Go back quickly, tomorrow the boss will not come back early in the morning, you have to take care of your spirits and do things." ”

"Hmm. Alright then, let's go back. As soon as Ah Mao thought of business, he immediately became serious, waved his hand at Mo Qixuan, and pulled Xiao Luo away.

"The better his legs, the better his mood and the better he laughs. On the way back to the bedroom, Xiao Luo said to the cat beside him.

"Huh?" the cat nodded.

When Xiao Luo and Ah Mao returned to the bedroom, Shen Biao and Lao Gun had not yet slept. Turn on the lights, one is playing with the phone, and the other is playing with the computer.

"Have you eaten?" the cat asked.

"Alas, poor thing, eat instant noodles. Xiao Luo looked at the instant noodle box thrown in the trash can and said, "If Mo Qixuan is here, he will definitely not be able to stand it and throw the noodle box in the trash can like this, the smell is really unpleasant." Hey, he's not there. You have to pay attention to hygiene, too. Don't wait for him to come back and throw away all your things. ”

"When will he be back?" asked the old gun.

"I don't know yet, he said he would wait for his leg to heal. Ah Mao said, "It's not that I don't bring anything for you to eat, Mo Qixuan has made a lot, and there is a lot left, but when I asked him, he didn't promise me to bring you food." ”

"Who is rare!" Shen Biao frowned, "It's really a realistic person, I don't teach him, I'm so stingy." ”

"You didn't treat him as a friend and discriminated against him, so why should he treat you as a friend? Cat said.

"When did I discriminate against him?" said Shen Biao with some anger.

"I don't know, he said it himself. He said that you discriminated against him for not being a D-countryman, and against him for being a cleaner. Cat said.

"I think it's because he has low self-esteem. Shen Biao still said angrily.

"It's true that the cleaner is the lowest paid and the most looked down upon in this Garles Paradise, but I don't think he's inferior. I said you, he usually takes care of us enough, if you don't teach, you won't teach, why do you look at him with colored glasses, the two of you look at me and Xiao Luo and even others compared to Mo Qixuan, there is already a bit of a disdain and questioning attitude, I can see it. Cat said.

"Is it so obvious?" Shen Biao frowned, he did have some contempt, and questioned Mo Qixuan, because Mo Qixuan, a man in his thirties, went to a man who flattered like that, just to learn other people's skills, the important thing is that when he saw Mo Qixuan speaking fluent D Chinese, and the books he read, he looked like a learned person, and he only worked as a cleaner, there must be some purpose, manly, not frank enough, and thoughtful. He hated such people the most.

"Looks like you admit it. So, why blame people for being stingy. You haven't done anything for him?" said Cat, and then took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

"It's because he's too scheming. Not to mention what to do. The old gun said.

The golden retriever Xiaoluo, who was playing on the computer, turned around and said, "Hey, didn't he just come to the dormitory to get something, he said that it was to live, to live, to take revenge." Since he said so, there must be someone who wants to be against him, and that person is very powerful, and he has to learn our kung fu to avoid being killed. We didn't see it when we rescued him, he was shot in the leg. Besides, I think that a person who can make such delicious desserts, such a smart, handsome and capable person, he is not a son, but devotes us wholeheartedly to repay our kindness, he is definitely not a bad person, and when he is well, I will teach him everything I have learned. ”

"You want to eat the food he cooks. Shen Biao looked at the golden retriever Xiao Luodao.

"It's not just because of that. "Golden Retriever Xiao Luo Dao.

"What's that for?" asked Shen Biao.

"I won't tell you. With that, Golden Retriever Luo continued to play his game.

There was silence in the room, until Ah Mao finished bathing, came out, and changed Xiao Luo to wash, Xiao Luo finished washing, and no one in the whole room was talking.

The next day. Mo Qixuan woke up, still cooking his and Lao Cheng's breakfast as usual.

"Lao Cheng, my legs are much better, can I go for a run today to exercise?" Mo Qixuan asked Lao Cheng after taking a sip of milk.

"Stinky boy, didn't you call me Uncle Divine Doctor before?" Lao Cheng glanced at Mo Qixuan dissatisfied.

"Okay, Divine Doctor Lao Cheng, I feel good in my legs today, can I go for a run?" Mo Qixuan smiled.

"Of course you can, I'll take action, and there is no problem with any incurable diseases. Go, go, just don't run more than three thousand meters. Or pay attention to rest. Lao Cheng looked at Mo Qixuan and said, "Did you hear that?" Don't be fooled!"

"Okay, okay, I see, it's not menopause yet, it's so verbose. Mo Qixuan said, and then sped up the pace of eating.

"Stinky boy, dare to dislike me for being verbose, I won't give you medicine at night. Lao Cheng knocked Mo Qixuan's head with chopsticks.

"Lao Cheng, don't knock me! I'm wrong. Mo Qixuan touched his head and said.

After eating, Mo Qixuan rested for a while, and then went to the garden in the distance for a run, probably because he hadn't exercised for a long time, he only ran 500 meters, Mo Qixuan was sweating profusely, and he couldn't run, it was really the reason why he hadn't exercised for too long.

However, Mo Qixuan was a little stubborn, he couldn't run, he had to run, he was only thirty, he couldn't run, how could he learn kung fu from them, thinking about the newspaper he read in the morning, Lei Zhen actually sold his hotel.

Mo Qixuan was lucky, and ran again, running faster than before, only by running extremely fast, his brain did not have time to think about the news in the newspaper.

Lei Zhen, Lei Zhen, doesn't he know how important the hotel is to him?

Run, run, until you can't run at all. The clothes on his body were soaked with sweat, and he lay on the lawn to rest for a while, and then Mo Qixuan got up and went to Lao Cheng to take a bath and change clothes, and then go to work.

Since Mo Qixuan's legs were healed, he felt that walking was more refreshing, it was a good thing to have legs, and he worked a lot more, originally his job was to clean only one layer of toilets, his speed was very fast, he cleaned it in half an hour, and the rest of the time was too leisurely.

So, when Mo Qixuan saw that the supervisor in charge of environmental sanitation was recruiting toilet cleaners on other floors, Mo Qixuan took it and got that salary. The supervisor was too lazy to recruit, after all, it was only 3,000 yuan, and there were too few people who wanted to come.

Although he has to clean the toilets on the five floors every day, Mo Qixuan does not feel tired and busy, and he keeps working hard, which will make him forget a lot, although it is still too far from what he thinks for a while, but Mo Qixuan is not in a hurry.

"You even have a five-story toilet now?!"

Mo Qixuan was mopping the floor, and when he heard such a voice, he looked up and saw that it was an old gun.

The old gun is very high, it can be said that many people in the D country are very tall, especially those who are full-time bodyguards, the old gun is at least two meters, and Mo Qixuan is only one meter seven or eight, and he has to look up to see the old gun.

"yes. Mo Qixuan said lightly, and then continued to do his thing.

The old gun is not a man of many words, he can chat, he silently watched Mo Qixuan do things quickly, he is really careful, he is so serious about cleaning the toilet, but no matter how you look at it, it is not harmonious for a man with such a good figure and such a good appearance to sweep the toilet here. Anti-Buddha this person should be one, he doesn't know how to say it, anyway, he thinks that this person is talented and good-looking, and people should not do this kind of work and live this kind of life.

Mo Qixuan finished cleaning the toilet on the fifth floor, and got up to find that the old gun was still standing at the door looking at him.

"Why are you still here? Didn't the boss come back? You didn't protect him?" Mo Qixuan said strangely.

"There they are. The old gun said lightly. Suddenly, he added, "I belong to the hidden guard level. There is no need to show up. ”

"Oh, I see. Mo Qixuan nodded lightly. Then get ready to go to the lounge to take a break on the fifth floor.

"I don't teach you, not because I look down on you. The old gun said when Mo Qixuan was about to go out.

"I know, you're thinking I'm not a good person. Mo Qixuan turned to look at the old gun, "Then are you a good person?"

The old gun froze, not expecting Mo Qixuan to ask this question, and only said after a while, "I'm not." "He has killed countless people, both good and bad, so he is not a good person.

"So is it so important to be a good person? I learn your marksmanship, no matter what I do, I will not kill you, hurt you, and will not cause any loss of interests to you, your reason is too far......" Mo Qixuan looked at the old gun with a smile, pulled the collar of the old gun, and said, "Bad guy!"

After speaking, Mo Qixuan walked a long way, then suddenly turned around and shouted in a very soft voice, "Old gun!"

The old gun looked at Mo Qixuan, facing him was a black hole muzzle, and the gun was his, he was immediately startled, and immediately touched his waist.

Mo Qixuan unexpectedly took his gun away from his waist.

And he, as the leader of the Hidden Guard Sharpshooters, he didn't even notice it.

It was because he looked at Mo Qixuan's pure brightness, and his pure bright eyes couldn't see through it for a long time and he was distracted.

"I guess, you don't teach me, I'm just afraid that I will be better than you in the future!" Mo Qixuan looked at the old gun and smiled confidently, and then threw the gun in his hand at the old gun.