Gold escape plan

Ma Xiaorui woke up from the sore body, opened his eyes and looked to the side, someone was propping his head with his arms, staring at him endlessly, as if he could never get enough of it.

Ma Xiaorui smiled and got closer to him: "I look good?"

Huo Qin came up to him and kissed him: "Not only do you look good, I think about many things when I look at you."

"for example?"

Boss Huo turned his head and glanced at the scratch on his shoulder, put his arms around him, and said, "For example, baby, you were so enthusiastic last night."

Ma Xiaorui slapped his palm with a smile: "It hurts to death. So I have to let you experience it too..."

Huo Qin stretched out his hand to rub his waist, his big hand was warm and strong: "No, I'm very happy..."

"Yes, me too! It's so cool!" He said boldly, and then stretched out his hand to grab Huoqin: "Hey, lie down and lie down."

"What did you draw last night?" Huo Qin asked while lying down and rubbing his waist.

When he woke up in the morning, he turned his head and saw the paper that he threw on the ground last night. It was full of patterns, and he didn't know what it was.But... it's still pretty...

Ma Xiaorui leaned forward and spoke righteously: "In order to express the shyness I should have afterwards as a subject, you let me bury my chest, bury my chest..."

He banged his head on Hotchin's chest.

Cough, shy?Huo Qin slandered... Do you look a little bit shy?Still buried chest?Obviously taking advantage!

However, I really like this look...

"That's a pattern painted on the wall, on the wall of the tavern," Ma Xiaorui said sullenly, "I just used my queen mother's idea..."

"Queen?" Huo Qin thought for a while: "Oh, your mother?"

Then his body froze, because there was a wet and soft touch from his chest, and his heart was numb when he licked it.

Ma Xiaorui licked it because she couldn't help it.This product smells really good, and it also has chest muscles, good elasticity, so sexy.

Huo Qin paused for a moment with his big soft hand on his waist, and then went down naturally.

Ah, I was teased again...then I'll tease you back...

Mi Bao sitting at the door: "!!#￥%&!@#..."

I haven't had breakfast yet!

noon.

Chengxuan Tavern is still crowded with people.

Since the two of them wasted time in bed in the morning, it was already late when they came here. They started together, threw dozens of corns into the pot, and quickly started cooking, and finally got everything done before the rush hour for lunch. .

After he was not busy, Ma Xiaorui was at the cash register at the entrance of the hall, holding boiled corn in his left hand and a brush in his right, still drawing on the paper.

Huo Qin feeds him with a spoon and chopsticks, just like taking care of an autistic child who only knows how to draw.

Ma Xiaorui didn't even look at what kind of dish it was, and just opened his mouth to eat it, his eyes still focused on the paper.

However, there will be a problem in this way-vegetable soup often drips on the paper, and in order to keep the paper clean, it has to be continued by hand.

After 15 minutes, he finally couldn't hold on anymore.

He threw the pen away, shook the grease-twisted paper, and leaned against Huo Qin: "Ah, it's so annoying..." Then he continued to wait for the feed with his mouth open.

The customers eating next to him have long been familiar with it.

In the past few days, they have been spoiled by these two bosses and lost their temper. In fact, the main thing is to look at their faces. The two bosses are so good-looking and have a good figure. can be forgiven.

Ma Xiaorui took a bite of corn, held up the paper and looked at it: "Such beautiful patterns, if they are painted on the wall or carved on the pillars, they will definitely become popular!"

Huo Qin: "Well..."

He was actually a little curious in his heart, these patterns were all made by Ma Xiaorui's mother, so what does he do as a mother-in-law?designer?

The pattern is indeed beautiful, and it will probably be beautiful.

Because Ma Xiaorui's painting level is really not flattering, he probably only restored less than one-fifth of the pattern, but only this one-fifth can already be seen——

Those patterns stretch well, but also tightly scattered.Some are fretwork, simple and grand, restrained and solemn, beautiful in quality, with a kind of tension, as if silently telling the long-standing cultural atmosphere.

I really don't know how amazing the real look will be...

Boss Huo instantly constructed an image of a stylish, elegant and talented beautiful woman in his mind, perhaps still looking very young.

In fact, besides this, he also wanted to know the situation of Ma Xiaorui's family.What mother is not around all the year round, and does not kiss father or anything...

He has been curious for a long time.

According to psychology books, a character like Ma Xiaorui who is joking and reckless is probably trying to cover up his true inner thoughts and not want to show them on his face.

It's a disguise, a kind of self-preservation, because... the heart is fragile.

He looked down at the man who was leaning on him and chewing a stick.Is he vulnerable?fragile?No, his little Rui is very powerful.But who stipulated that fragility and strength must be opposites?

In fact, he is just a child who needs care and love at heart.A strong heart is to not be blocked or bullied, but no matter how strong a person is, there will be moments of weakness and longing for love.

When two people are together, they can love and care for each other.

"My mother is a designer, designer." Ma Xiaorui's voice interrupted his train of thought: "Do you know, the chief designer of Paris Fashion Week!"

"The pattern drawn by the designer can fool the Mayans." He took a sip of the soup and continued proudly: "It also has Chinese characteristics."

Well, indeed.Huo Qin thought.

But... Boss Huo didn't know how to answer the conversation.If Ma Xiaorui didn't want to talk about family affairs, he wouldn't ask either.But looking at the way it is now, is this what you want to say?

Then what?What should he ask?

So, Boss Huo picked a less important question: "Carved on the pillar? How to carve it?"

He regretted it when he said it - this jump is simply not too big...

What are you thinking?Anyway, I am also a person who has stepped into the business circle with half a foot, okay?Although it was said that he was calculated by others in the end, at least he did a few business deals at the beginning and did not have to worry about eating and drinking!My own thinking has always been very careful!

Why did you jump the line when you stood in front of this guy? !

At this time, Ma Xiaorui: "..."

What brain circuit is this?Shouldn't he ask what kind of person his wife is in his next sentence?And then shouldn't it be a logical detour to the mess at his house?He really wanted to tell him!

It's like asking him what he's going to wear today and he says he wants cornmeal tonight...

Oh, yes, cornmeal, he really wants to eat it, he has been thinking about it for days...

He patted Huo Qin on the head: "Don't use your cerebellum to think about problems? We have a treasure named Duoji!"

Huo Qin: "But will he help?"

Well, even if he is the chief engraver, he can still ask him to help... He has always been very confident in himself.People live with a thick skin.

But this is not important!What I want to tell you is that I am Mama!

Hey, forget it, don't play psychological tactics with him, this guy has been in Maya for three years, his brain may be rusted...

So, in the restaurant in the afternoon, the guests ate in a noisy manner, clinking glasses with each other and drinking wine and drinks.In the corner beside him, a tall boy was eating a piece of corn and telling a long story to his loved one while eating.

Later, when Huo Qin asked Ma Xiaorui stupidly, why did he tell him the family affairs together, Ma Xiaorui looked at him as if he was looking at a fool: "I already know about your family affairs, don't you want to know about mine?" ? I'm all yours, what else can't I tell you?"

Huo Qin asked knowingly: "But isn't this a secret in your heart? You have never told anyone about it."

"Go, go, get out!" Ma Xiaorui kicked him: "You just want to hear me say the words 'I like you'!"

Ma Xiaorui had a very ordinary childhood, unremarkable.Eating, sleeping, going to school, playing... Occasionally read comic books, play games with a game console, and was scolded by his mother when he found out.

Parents go to work and work, and occasionally quarrel, or show affection, life is like plain water, just like most families.

But everything changed when he was 10 years old.

He came home from school, on the street, but unexpectedly saw his father holding another woman's hand, talking and laughing and hugging.He didn't quite understand it at the time, but he also knew that it seemed a bit wrong...

Then there was the endless quarrel between his parents, which made him upset.

He doesn't understand why his father likes other women. In his eyes, his mother is young, beautiful, and fashionable. After putting on makeup, she looks like a girl in her 20s, and her painting is still first-class.

Later, his "father" explained that it was necessary for work. He broke everything that could be broken in front of "father", walked away, and never contacted him again.

He doesn't shy away from the divorce of his parents, but he thinks it's a shame for a man to go outside to have sex.

So he kept silent about everything that happened at home, and went up to fight when he was forced to ask questions. He was ashamed to say that "parents have different personalities", because he felt that "father" was not good enough for mother.

Later, my mother worked hard and changed her career from the most traditional painting to fashion design.She studied hard and showed her talents step by step.

A few years later, this woman went to Europe to develop despite the barriers such as language barrier, unaccompanied, and few connections.Twist the ground like a spring stuck in the neck.

He didn't know how his mother got here in the first few years in Europe. She always kept silent about it, or mentioned it very little.

But in the video call, after my mother took off her makeup, there were always two huge dark circles on her face, and her fingers were always stained with paint.He knows the hardships involved.

After going to Europe for a few years, my mother developed her own style, combining Chinese and Western artistic atmospheres. Until now, the clothing styles she designed have attracted the attention of the entire fashion industry.

Ma Xiaorui has always been very fortunate that he has such a mother, who more or less influenced him.Let him go forward without escaping or looking back.Once you decide to do something, no matter how difficult it is, you will do it well.

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