good night warlord

"Alison?" Mei Zhi exclaimed, clenched Li Moran's cell phone tightly in her hand, pressed her fingertips on the delete position, and deleted the words she just typed word by word. She looked at the man at the door , asked aloud:

"Aren't you busy?"

Alison's eyes lingered on Mei Zhi and Li Moran, and walked in:

"Why did you go back to your room?"

"There are too many people in the banquet hall, and Moran is a little uncomfortable. I will take her to rest in the room."

Mei Zhi explained that when she lowered her head, all the words on the phone that she glanced at had been deleted, and she moved her fingertips again to put the phone on standby.

Although her movements were subtle, Alison still noticed the mobile phone Mei Zhi was holding:
"This phone is not yours."

Mei Zhi naturally avoided Alison's gesture of reaching for the phone, and handed the phone to Li Moran:

"It's ink-stained."

After Gu Qingyi took it, Alison's eyes became more inquisitive: "What are you doing with her phone?"

Mei Zhi glanced at him lightly, her tone was cool:

"Mo Ran is about to return to China. We hit it off very well, so we took two group photos as a souvenir. I'll just see how it goes."

Alison looked at Li Moran. He has been with Mei Zhi for decades. Although there are many photos of Mei Zhi, there are no photos of the two of them together. Now, he is no better than a woman who has only known each other for two days.If there is such a thing as fate, he and Mei Zhi are destined.

Seeing the half brush still in Li Moran's hand, Allison's expression was not good:

"You can also draw?"

Mei Zhi was very impatient, there were words written by her and Mo Ran on the rice paper, which must not be seen by Allison, so when Mei Zhi saw Allison walking towards the book case, she moved and blocked Allison:

"Alison, I hope you can give me a little space, can you not be so aggressive?"

Alison obviously didn't like Mei Zhi's behavior of blocking him, and frowned with his eyes slightly lowered:

"Aggressive?"

"Isn't it? I'm just talking to Mo Ran, and you have to intervene. Mo Ran is going back to China. She is very afraid of you. Can I ask you to leave."

"fear me?"

"You don't think you're very likable, do you, please leave."

Mei Zhi raised her head, her slender figure was not enough to look good in front of the tall and majestic Alison, but she still opened her hands tenaciously and stopped in front of Alison.

Three years ago, she failed to protect her daughter. Now, she must protect her granddaughter.

Alison has never been a good-tempered person, and Mei Zhi's behavior to stop him has already displeased him, and now Mei Zhi's eyes that looked at him as if he was looking at a demon deeply hurt him:
"The more you don't let me see it, the more I will."

After finishing speaking, Alison stretched out his big hand, and held Mei Zhi who had opened his arms in his arms. With a step, he brought Mei Zhi to the desk.

Mei Zhi closed her eyes in despair, then she clenched her fists again and looked up at Alison's neck.

If she bites it with all her strength, she can bite through the carotid artery...

However, before she could open her mouth to bite, she heard Mo Ran speak:

"Mr. Allison, what do you think of this ink painting?"

Mei Zhi turned her head to look at the desk in front of Mo Ran, and saw that the original handwriting on the rice paper on which they exchanged and wrote before was gone, and now there was only a painting of ink-dyed lotus flowers.

The lotus stands gracefully in the pond, the lotus leaves spread their broad leaves in the breeze, and the lake surface is sparkling, like a summer ink lotus picture.

Gu Qingyi gave her a reassuring look. When she came here, she had already prepared how to communicate with her. Since she chose to use writing, she would not be able to leave ink marks so conspicuous for a long time.

Rather than tearing up paper that has been written on, she believes that turning words into paintings can deceive people's eyes and ears.

So when her grandma was looking at the evidence, she quickly drew a simple ink lotus picture on the rice paper with a brush. The previous handwriting was just covered by the wide lotus leaves of the ink lotus picture. , Now I can't see anything wrong with this ink painting.

The only incongruous point in the whole picture is the broken stroke of the brush. The heavy ink color is particularly abrupt on the paper, but because of the fear that Mei Zhi said before, Alison can understand that the stroke was made by himself. Because I was scared.

Alison looked at the picture of Mo He on the desk, and loosened his grip on Mei Zhi:
"Yes, the style is very similar to Zhi'er."

Li Moran thought in her heart that she learned painting skills from her mother, while grandma missed her daughter's copying of mother's paintings. The similarity in painting style is inevitable. She smiled slightly and said:

"Yeah, that's why I hit it off with Mrs. Mei."

Mei Zhi looked at the painting and was also very surprised. She was immersed in the shock of the screenshots in Moran's mobile phone before, and was busy typing and communicating. She didn't notice that Moran had already covered it on the paper.

However, now she can breathe a sigh of relief, Mei Zhi took a step back, kept a distance from Alison, and said with a cold and distant expression:

"Alison, you saw that Moran and I just chatted and drew for a while, can you rest assured now?"

Alison knew that his tough attitude just now made another mark in Mei Zhi's heart, but he didn't care, for so many years, he had already been blackened in her heart, so it would be one thing to write more :

"Since it's just a simple drawing, there's nothing you can't let me see."

Mei Zhi looked up at him, knowing that her action of stopping him earlier made him suspicious, she lowered her eyes and said:

"Because Mo Ran told me that I should try to open my heart to accept you, so that I won't be depressed and unhappy all day long."

As soon as these words came out, Alison's expression changed slightly, and his eyes followed Mei Zhi, but Mei Zhi turned around and didn't look at him, but the loneliness and unhappiness in the tone were particularly obvious:
"I tried to do that too, I thought if you were really stopped by me just now, I might be able to..., but you..."

Gu Qingyi curled her fingers hanging by her side. She knew that grandma was trying to reassure Alison for herself. If a person like Alison had doubts about a person, he would definitely check him out. He will also strictly guard against death, and even choose to kill by mistake rather than let it go.

Mei Zhi didn't care about how Alison wanted to explain, and sighed:
"Forget it, after so many years, I still don't know what kind of person you are?"

Allison stepped forward to let Mei Zhi look at him:

"Zhi'er..."

"Can you let me stay alone with Mo Ran? I beg you, okay?"