"Oh, okay, I'll wait for my own taxi. After a pause, the person on the phone asked, "Teacher Gu, why don't you bring Nicole with you?" She's joking, if you're in a bad mood, with her, your friend's girlfriend will be laughing in a while!"

"Okay, you call that pile of heavy metals to Lao Tzu, you don't need to take a taxi, I'll call Biyi to pick you up later, you just call the heavy metals to wait at your house!"

Gu Feng thought to himself, tsk, how could he let his little princess Luo Luo take a taxi over, this driver's errand, his Luo Luo couldn't wait to do it!

"Wouldn't that be a hassle?" said the woman on the phone, a little embarrassed.

Gu Feng covered his conscience and glanced at Slow who was reading the album next to him, "No, Biyi is over there in the city! He also wants to come in and take a look at the raging waves, and stop by the way!" But he still has something to do, and he will pick you up in about an hour, okay?"

"Oh, no problem, anyway, it will take time to pack up East/West and Nicole to my house!" The woman on the phone said crisply, "Then I'll wait for Biyi at home!"

"Okay! Then you get busy first, and when Biyi arrives, I'll ask him to call you!

Gu Feng hung up the phone and walked next to Slo, "Tsk, Slo, Lao Tzu asked the little princess to come for you, you prince ride a white horse to pick up your little princess, and bring a bunch of heavy metals by the way!"

Slow said, "Hmm. In response, he put down the album in his hand, went back to the room to change his clothes, and went to the city to pick up his little princess.

And Mo Ranlan and Bai Gu, who returned to the room over there, still didn't say anything, like on the first day, after Mo Ranlan adjusted the water temperature for Bai Gu, he took her to the bathtub to wipe her body, and then dried it and carried it back to the bed.

This time and again, the breath flowing between the two of them was depressing and dull, which made Mo Qianglan uncomfortable, and also made the white bones half-lying on the bed overwhelmed.

Mo Langlan took the computer placed in the side hall to the table next to the bed, and crackled, looking at Mo Langlan like this, he didn't understand it more and more.

Feeling the eyes of the white bones, he ignored the eyes of the white bones looking him up and down, doing his own thing, after a while, I don't know what to remember, he looked at the white bones again and walked out.

It took a while for Mo Ranglan to come back, but in his hand, there were two more thick books.

He put the book next to Bai Gu, only said the word "look" coldly, and then walked back to the computer to be busy with his own things, Bai Gu looked at Mo Langlan, and then looked at the book next to him, she picked up one of them and flipped it up, it was a picture book.

Bai Gu looked at the albums, his eyes lowered and he didn't know what to think, these two albums, one is a collection of Gongbi paintings, and the other is a collection of Picasso paintings.

She knew that this was bought for her by Mo Langlan.

In the past ten years, waiting for the lonely days of the flying eagle, she has spent all her time painting, and what she paints is Gongbi painting, and Picasso, she likes his paintings.

Because he, like her, was burdened with original sin.

And Mo Ranlan will know this, because in the days when she and Mo Ranlan first met, the domineering man would always take time to accompany her to see art exhibitions.

Or stand patiently and watch her draw, never complaining, sometimes even helping her polish the ink, and coloring her drawings indiscriminately.