After receiving the certificate with the president, he floated away

"Oh, Wen Tao;"

"You said that a person has been concealed for so long, what will it be like to finally wake up?"

Mo Jinxuan no longer expects that man to treat him well, his father has long since existed in name only, and even his grandfather is disappointed in that man;

"This subordinate doesn't know;" Wen Tao said honestly, after all, this matter is Mo Jinxuan's family matter. Although he is his employee, how can such a person feel empathy.

Mo Jinxuan's eyes darkened, rubbed his sore eyes, and told Wen Tao very weakly:

Let people pay attention to the situation over there, leave him alone for a short time, and pay off his gambling debts for him when there is really no other way, but he must learn a lesson.

"Okay, I understand, President Mo; I'll come and pick up these documents later."

Wen Tao felt that his boss would definitely not be in a good mood, so he slipped away before he could react.

On this day, Mo Jinxuan was listless in processing documents in the study, until Luo Yuning was woken up by a phone call from Luo Mingxuan;
Only then did she realize that it was getting dark, how long had she been sleeping.

"Hey; brother, what's the matter?" Hearing the voice from the opposite side, the corners of Luo Mingxuan's mouth twitched;

He said angrily, "You just woke up again?"

"Yes, take a nap in the afternoon."

Luo Yuning didn't mind saying that she was just taking a lunch break, but the lunch break was indeed a bit long.

"What's wrong with you looking for me?"

"Ahem; she's on a plane at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon, so remember to come to my company at noon, and I'll tell you about the situation."

When Luo Mingxuan spoke, he couldn't hide his excitement, and he didn't know when, that girl's cold appearance had been deeply imprinted in his mind;
"Understood, don't worry, I won't let my sister-in-law run away in vain;"

Luo Yuning yawned, and then answered Luo Mingxuan very seriously;

"My brother is always at ease when you do things;"

Luo Mingxuan smiled. If there is anyone in this world that he can trust unconditionally, then this person must be her. He may not even trust his own family members completely, but he will never doubt this sister.

"Brother, I'll hang up if it's okay, it's time for dinner, I have to clean up;" Luo Yuning looked at the time, it was already six o'clock in the evening.

Mo Jinxuan didn't know where she went, she just woke up, and she was the only one left here.

"Well, take care of yourself." Luo Mingxuan gave her all the tenderness, but Luo Mingxuan was serious and indifferent in front of outsiders.

"Okay, you too." After speaking, Luo Yuning hung up the phone. She slept so comfortably this afternoon that she didn't want to get up now;

After staying in bed, she saw that she couldn't sleep anymore, so she got up, tidied herself up, and went to the study and knocked on the door;
"Come in." Mo Jinxuan was processing the documents when he heard a knock on the door and uttered two words in a low voice.

"So you're in the study." Luo Yuning opened the door and saw the man sitting very upright, looking down at the documents. At this moment, Mo Jinxuan had a handsome and suffocating feeling.

Luo Yuning stared blankly;

"woke up?"

"Come here." Mo Jinxuan looked at someone who was resting at the door, and he silently raised his head from the document; seeing her adoringly looking at him, he was in a good mood.

"Oh." Luo Yuning shook her head, sobering up, she is really getting more and more useless, how could she become a nympho to her.

Luo Yuning walked around the table and walked to the left side of Mo Jinxuan. Before she could stand still, she was pulled by Mo Jinxuan and fell into a warm embrace.

Luo Yuning herself wore slippers, and now Mo Jinxuan pulled her and fell into Mo Jinxuan's arms, the slippers fell in response, she was so frightened that she put her arms around Mo Jinxuan's neck;
Seeing Luo Yuning's appearance, the smile on Mo Jinxuan's face grew wider;

"Mrs. Mo likes throwing herself into her arms so much!"

Fearing that she would fall, Mo Jinxuan adjusted his sitting position while hugging Luo Yuning.

"No, it's obviously you..." Luo Yuning nestled into Mo Jinxuan's arms, leaning her little head on his shoulder.

"What's the matter, are you hungry?" Mo Jinxuan asked softly, seeing Luo Yuning's stupid and cute look after just waking up, his dull mood improved a lot.

"Well, are you done yet?"

Luo Yuning was still yawning, she was actually a little sleepy, but Mo Jinxuan had already worked all afternoon, it was fine for her not to eat, but not for him.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Well!"

"I was wondering why you always have so much work to do every day;" Luo Yuning saw that Mo Jinxuan was busy all day long, and she was as idle as a vagrant every day, what a big gap

Mo Jinxuan wrapped her in his arms, leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Wait for me for a few minutes, it will be over soon."

"profound;"

Luo Yuning stared at the written materials with her eyes motionless, and within a few minutes she felt a little sleepy again, so she nestled in his arms and closed her eyes;

About [-] minutes later, Luo Yuning was awakened, "I fell asleep? Why didn't you wake me up?" Luo Yuning just woke up, her eyes were still a little hazy.

"Seeing how soundly you sleep, I'm reluctant to scream." Mo Jinxuan said with a smile, not paying attention to the soreness in his arm, "How can you sleep so well recently?"

Luo Yuning got up from Mo Jinxuan's arms, and Mo Jinxuan still maintained the same movements as before, he couldn't move now, he was reluctant to wake her up just now, and now when she left, his arms felt a little numb;
Luo Yuning naturally noticed it too, squatted down, and gave him a squeeze, "If I fall asleep again in the future, remember to wake me up." This fool, just put himself on the pillow.

Mo Jinxuan smiled indifferently, enjoying his wife's massage service, and didn't respond.

"Okay, it's fine." When Mo Jinxuan recovered a little bit of consciousness, Luo Yu stopped her hand, fearing that she would be tired.

"Whatever you want to eat at noon, I'll do it." Luo Yuning just woke up, without much appetite, "Whatever you want."

Seeing her lack of interest, Luo Yuning smiled, stopped asking her, and went straight into the kitchen.

In about ten minutes, when he came out again, he was holding two bowls of miscellaneous sauce noodles. I don’t know what he put in the sauce, but it smelled delicious;
Luo Yuning finished a bowl of noodles even though she had no appetite.

After staying at home for a whole day, Luo Yuning didn't want to go out at night, but she also didn't want to watch such a boring TV series. She rolled her eyes and watched Mo Jinxuan look up and down.

Mo Jinxuan looked a little inexplicably at her scrutinizing eyes, "What's wrong?"

Luo Yuning circled around Mo Jinxuan, as if she was thinking about something,
He has long known that Mo Jinxuan has a good figure, and after seeing it last night, he knows even more how well-textured the figure wrapped in this home clothes is, and it contains extremely strong explosive power.

"Mr. Mo, can you be a model for me?" Luo Yuning asked, her eyes full of interest.

It was Mo Jinxuan who glanced at her, "Mrs. Mo, can you draw?"

There was an easel on the balcony at home, but Mo Jinxuan had never seen her draw it before, so he thought it was her putting it up for decoration, and it looked good, so he didn't care;
Luo Yuning smiled, taking it as acquiescence, "What's the matter, are you not happy?"

"How come, I am happy to serve Madam."

Luo Yuning smiled, and followed Luo Yuning into a small bedroom next to the study;

It was only then that she realized that the easel on the balcony had been moved to this bedroom by her at some point, and inside was a simple drawing board and a few finished paintings, and the rest was paint;
Mo Jinxuan put his hands on the hem of his clothes, raised his eyebrows and asked Luo Yuning, "Do you need to take off your clothes?" He doesn't mind painting naked.

Luo Yuning's cheeks became hot, and she glared at him, this rascal, Mo Jinxuan is the best, a look of regret flashed in his eyes.

Mo Jinxuan sat on the sofa according to Luo Yuning's instructions, while Luo Yuning moved a small stool, sat in front of the easel, and picked up the paintbrush.

This is the first time Mo Jinxuan has seen Luo Yuning paint. His expression is calm, revealing the taste of time. He looked at her, focused and gentle; she stared at the drawing board, carefully drawing the picture in her hand. each;
Luo Yuning's painting was an oil painting, and it didn't end so quickly, and she didn't ask Mo Jinxuan to keep the same action all the time.

In fact, this kind of waiting is very boring, but Mo Jinxuan's face does not show the slightest impatience, looking at her with gentle eyes, occasionally, when they meet Luo Yuning's eyes, the two of them will smile lightly.

This kind of Luo Yuning has retreated from her defenses and vigilance, as well as her coldness. She looks like an ordinary 22-year-old girl.

When it was nearly eleven o'clock, Luo Yuning put down her brush, and Mo Jinxuan stood up,
"Did you finish the painting?" He walked over and stared at the drawing board for a moment.

On the drawing board is an oil painting, the tone is not strong, the fresh light green background seems to be a grassland, and a man is lying on the green grass; he looks very handsome,

He is tall and straight, wearing casual clothes, with one leg bent, his hand on his knee, and the other leg stretched out there casually, looking into the distance,

He squinted his eyes, covered his eyes with one hand, and couldn't see his face clearly, but from the side face, he could see his three-dimensional facial features and high nose bridge, extremely indifferent;
There is a big tree not far from the grassland, and a woman is sitting on the branch, and she is looking at the man on the grass intently at the moment; this man is obviously herself, and this woman is Luo Yuning.

"I'll frame this painting tomorrow and hang it in our bedroom."

Mo Jinxuan said, and then reached out to get the painting, but Luo Yuning stopped him with one hand, pointing, "This painting is an oil painting, it hasn't dried yet, let's let it dry first."

Seeing the wet ink in the painting, Mo Jinxuan withdrew his hand and let Shen Qinglan pull him out of the study.

What Mo Jinxuan didn't see was that there was another painting under the second painting here, which was not as fresh as the painting just now;

This painting is a large area of ​​black and gray, and when it is finished, some light blue is added, and the gray occupies two thirds of the whole painting, and only a corner of the painting is left with a milky white, like a trace of light coming out of the darkness. dawn.

Among the patches of darkness, there is a vigorous and powerful hand, slowly stretching out from the ground, slender, pale, with vicissitudes of palm lines, longing for that touch of whiteness;
It was obviously a woman's hand. There were bright red blood stains and mottled scars on that hand. It was stretching hard in one direction, as if trying to hook something.

Looking in the direction of this hand, one can see a big wheat-colored hand with a thin callus on the palm. Behind that hand is a milky white light, which is not radiant, but it is enough to comfort her scars. , and unwilling to give up;
In the lower right corner of the painting, there are two characters of Qianqian - Guangming.

He is the only backer she can trust in her life, she can have him unscrupulously, and be herself without any scruples.