Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

Wilhelmina didn't tell him what happened in the end.

And Zhao Chuanxin was exhausted physically and mentally.

After taking a bath, he soon fell asleep.

Wilhelmina didn't sleep because she didn't have much time left in New York. Time was too precious and she didn't want to sleep.

Wilhelmina was confused. Why did she feel that Zhao Chuanxin came in to cause trouble?

Zhao Chuanxin nodded: "I understand. But it doesn't matter, I have all these."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the various tools on the table. They were very complete.

After falling asleep, the dreamland changed, one scene after another, including many unsightly scenes.

Zhao Chuanxin took the credit and blinked: "No, I came back from outside."

After waking up, she found something strange about herself, which made her ashamed and ashamed.

Zhao Chuanxin said carelessly: "If he stimulates you like this, of course something will happen."

"Ms. Maria, where do you want to go? Are you going to Madison Square today?"

He plausibly said: "I didn't follow you, I followed Ms. Maria."

The clerk was confused: "Sir, we don't have this."

As a member of the upper class, he met either gentlemen or ladies, and all of them were polite and courteous.

One third English, two thirds Chinese.

Edith Roosevelt did not want to be a light bulb and said: "Be careful when you go out to protect His Majesty's safety."

Wilhelmina: "..."

Even this small amount of money has to be spent every penny, and it seems that the money is tight at first glance.

Edith Roosevelt smiled, Ha, man.

The clerk's smile froze.

Zhao Chuanxin took Wilhelmina in and asked, "Is there any peridot the size of an egg?"

The clerk hesitated for a moment, but he was actually willing to pay five yuan.

No wonder, when she was sleeping before, she always felt vibrations from time to time at night. It was his body that was shaking.

"Madam, you are ready."

"Sir, please sign."

She had never experienced anything like this before, and thought Zhao Chuanxin was so powerful and knew everything.

Grenville Harper shamelessly stepped forward to take a look and secretly noted the name.

Then, Zhao Chuanxin picked out a $1 note from the pile of money: "Is it enough?"

Isn’t it necessary to give gifts for birthdays?

So I hate Valentine’s Day, birthdays and other days of the year the most.

It’s so easy to celebrate the New Year, just send a red envelope.

Wilhelmina kept a close distance from Zhao Chuanxin, and she whispered: "We will go to Madison Square later. There are many people there, it is lively, and there is also a cowboy riding competition for your employees."

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly realized.

Wilhelmina glanced at Zhao Chuanxin, and she could still laugh?

She was a little annoyed: "Yes, Mr. Harper."

Seeing his rude words, Grenville Harper became even more disdainful.

The clerk came out and smiled: "Sir, okay, I can take you to the workshop at the back."

The clerk opened his mouth wide and was speechless.

Zhao Chuanxin propped his elbows on the counter and turned around to look curiously.

This made him very angry, and he regarded my salary as money, right?

Thinking of his previous experience of being shot, he more or less understood.

"..."

After getting on the carriage, Wilhelmina's Queen Fan disappeared without a trace and immediately climbed onto Zhao Chuanxin's arm.

Edith Roosevelt: "..."

This made her sulky.

Then she discovered that he was sleeping very unsteadily, and his body would occasionally shake.

Edith Roosevelt felt dazzled, so she walked forward unnaturally and whispered: "You are so careless. You walked out of the Queen's room in plain sight?"

The guard also looked at Zhao Chuanxin curiously, wondering why someone was exercising in the hotel corridor.

The rest is in Chinese: "Sister Hua, run quickly..."

Edith Roosevelt was stunned: "You didn't know? Today is Wilhelmina's birthday."

Sure enough, he gradually began to sleep soundly.

Wilhelmina woke up and found breakfast on the bedside table, but Zhao Chuanxin was missing.

"I'm not afraid of shooting my head off..."

"Don't worry when I do things." Zhao Chuanxin was ambiguous.

This makes him more flesh and blood, rather than a symbol, a legend.

For a moment, she thought again that maybe it wasn't what she thought, "Sister Hua" was just the name of something or something.

The clerk was speechless: "Sir, we have jewelers with superb skills, but they may not be able to create the pattern you want, but they can be customized."

Zhao Chuanxin wondered: "Why are you preparing flowers? Who is getting married?"

Just pick something at random, and you won’t even have enough money for the scraps.

The strange thing is that as a superior queen, she sometimes feels that Zhao Chuanxin is even more unreal.

Edith Roosevelt frowned: "Don't mess around. He is a detective from the New York Police Department."

Wilhelmina could only understand a third of it.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxin, I felt distressed again.

"Oh, thank you, Edie."

Zhao Chuanxin signed the name with flying colors - Chen Yigeng.

She studied him until late at night, from the angles of the cheekbones on his face, the connection of the lines between the lips and nose, to the strong and masculine chin, and even the obscure but clear and regular tattoos and scars on his body...

Edith Roosevelt lay awake and slept very late.

She was suddenly startled...

Zhao Chuanxin took Wilhelmina into the back workshop, where there was a bald old master, wearing spectacles, and hammering gold with his hands covered with calluses and cracks.

Two six zero three: c zero two four: c zero zero a: c four one one:: one one one two

She looked excited yet restrained, all excitement hidden in her eyes.

But that's the only thing the Queen is good about. She has the royal command and control and doesn't find it embarrassing for Zhao Chuanxin to do this.

She put her hand on Zhao Chuanxin's shoulder, gently stroked it, and whispered: "Don't be afraid, I'm here..."

She heard him talking in his sleep.

At this moment, a man with oily hair and powdery face came in from outside.

The clerk tentatively asked, "Sir, is there anything else I can do for you?"

Instead, Wilhelmina explained for him: "I watched the game that day and it was very exciting. He really wanted to win the cow for you."

Grenville Harper, on the other hand, was dismissive.

Zhao Chuanxin scratched his head.

Wilhelmina frowned and glanced at Zhao Chuanxin worriedly, fearing that he might misunderstand something.

Wilhelmina looked at it with a smile, finding it very interesting.

Zhao Chuanxin never cared about other people's eyes when he was doing his work. He happily put the three yuan in his pocket and walked back to the inner room.

"where are we going?"

But her sixth sense told her that the other two-thirds were about another woman he cared about, especially the "Sister Hua" he mentioned repeatedly.

The clerk reluctantly took out three yuan from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Chuanxin.

"Don't touch little Nana."

"..." Edith Roosevelt inexplicably remembered last night again. "What are you going to do about Charles Baker?"