Give me back my might

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"I'm not feeling well recently, and I can't do much." Mo Qixuan said casually, making it impossible to tell whether he wanted to or not, as if he was really uncomfortable.

The prince carefully looked at Mo Qixuan's face, as if he wanted to see if Mo Qixuan was telling the truth.

"Xiaoxuan, what's wrong with you, I'll let the doctor take a look at it later." The queen said immediately without mentioning that matter.

"Queen, I can be regarded as a nutritionist myself, I can adjust it myself." Mo Qixuan said with a smile.

That's it for a meal.After eating, the prince will go to deal with his affairs, and the king and queen will go abroad for a visit.

Mo Qixuan went to the most famous coffee shop in the city center. Lao Qiang said that he would return to China in a few days, so they met.

"Are you really unwell?!" When going out, the prince looked at Mo Qixuan and asked.

"What do you think?!" Mo Qixuan said with a faint smile, looking at the prince.

"Where are you going?" asked the prince again. "Why are you still carrying your design book?"

"Prince, let's go and deal with your own affairs. Your matter is very difficult, so why bother with my trivial matters." Mo Qixuan said, got into the car, and drove away in the sight of the prince.

Mo Qixuan soon arrived at the coffee shop in the city center.

He came an hour earlier, so the old gun hadn't arrived yet, and Mo Qixuan didn't call to remind him. He took a notebook and began to draw design drawings bit by bit.

Drawing little by little like this is the best way to pass the time, an hour passed quickly, and Mo Qixuan didn't feel it, even after Lao Qiang stood behind Mo Qixuan for a while, he still didn't notice it.

"When did you come?! Why don't you sit down?!" It wasn't until Mo Qixuan's hands were a little sore that Mo Qixuan raised his head and twisted his arms before noticing the old gun standing behind him.

"It's been a while." Lao Qiang stretched out his hand to rub Mo Qixuan's sore arm.

"You don't need to worry about it, just sit down." Mo Qixuan said, "Look at something to drink." After speaking, Mo Qixuan called the waiter.

"A glass of blue mountain, you help me order it, and I will rub it for you. You have been painting for a long time." Old Gun said in a calm voice, but the strength of his hand was very careful and focused.

"Okay." Mo Qixuan said, and then began to order coffee for Lao Qiang.Lao Qiang's technique was really good, and quickly relieved the soreness in Mo Qixuan's arms and shoulders.

"Old Gun, sit down, I will draw a portrait for you." Mo Qixuan said.

"Your hands are sore." Old Gun said.

"It's okay, it's a trivial matter. I used to paint for hours, and I used to paint for a day. This is only an hour." Mo Qixuan said, he had already stood up, and pressed the old gun that was still massaging him on his back. I sat down on the chair, then picked up the pen and notebook and began to draw on the last page.

Mo Qixuan painted with great concentration. Although Lao Qiang has a very ordinary and popular face, Mo Qixuan feels that Lao Qiang has a unique expression and temperament. He is calm, restrained, and reticent, but he is a real Truly, a man who is not treacherous.

Lao Qiang has been watching Mo Qixuan who is serious about drawing him.

An hour later, Mo Qixuan finished the painting.

"Old Gun, look, can I draw well?" Mo Qixuan handed the drawing to Lao Qiang to look at.

Lao Qiang looked at the portrait. Although it was just drawn with a simple pencil, the painting was just like the real thing. He could tell at a glance that the painter was very good at drawing and very attentive.

Lao Qiang couldn't help looking through a series of design drafts drawn by Mo Qixuan.

"Are you designing?! For the prince?!" Old Gun asked.

Mo Qixuan shook his head, "No, he was playing tricks on me, but that's not important anymore, I'm not painting this for him, just for my liking, that's all I want, so the painting is relatively free and there is no particularity, It's not very well drawn."

"Very good. Is the painting finished?!" Old Gun asked.

"Well, just now, this one has been finished, I plan to draw other styles of palaces, I think it's quite interesting." Mo Qixuan said with a smile.

"Then can you give me this design draft?! I'm planning to build a palace like this?" Lao Qiang said.

Mo Qixuan froze for a moment, seeing that Lao Qiang didn't seem to be joking, so he said. "I want a high reward for this."

"En." Lao Qiang nodded, then took off a necklace from his neck, walked up to Mo Qixuan, put it on Mo Qixuan's neck, leaned over, just smelled the fragrant hair Silk, makes people's hearts flutter.

"Well, this necklace is very expensive, I'm just joking. You helped me last time, and I can give it to you for free." Mo Qixuan said, seeing that Lao Qiang was still wearing the necklace for him, the distance between the two of them was only [-] minutes. Within a few centimeters, he could feel the hot breath of the old gun hitting his cheek.

When he was drawing the old gun just now, he noticed the necklace worn by the old gun. Its design is very unique, and it is definitely not on the market. It should have some kind of symbol.

The necklace still has the body temperature of the old gun.

"But you gave me your most precious one. This is what I carry with me. I will give it to you. In the future, if you have anything to do, you can go directly to country F. If you show this necklace, someone will take you to me .” Old Gun said.

"Does it have any special meaning?" Mo Qixuan asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Lao Qiang finally put the necklace on Mo Qixuan, and gently stroked the broken hair on Mo Qixuan's forehead.

Afterwards, the two of them sat and drank coffee quietly. Lao Qiang was not a person who was good at talking, he didn't talk very much, he just sat across from each other, watching and listening to Mo Qixuan silently.

After that incident, Mo Qixuan subconsciously believed in Lao Qiang, and chatted with Lao Qiang a lot, about his previous business, about the children in the orphanage, and about architectural design.

Later, Mo Qixuan was a little tired, so he leaned on the comfortable sofa chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. They were sitting by the window, and the morning sun was shining on Mo Qixuan's fair and handsome face.

Very comfortable and cozy.

After a while, Mo Qixuan fell asleep unknowingly.

Lao Qiang walked to Mo Qixuan's side, and gently placed Mo Qixuan's head on his shoulder.

Not knowing how long he slept, Mo Qixuan finally woke up from hunger, and when he opened his eyes, he saw black clothes.

"I actually fell asleep!" Mo Qixuan woke up startled, and looked at Lao Qiang with embarrassment, "Your hand must be numb."

"No." Old Gun said. "go to eat?!"

"En." Mo Qixuan nodded.

Then, the two went to a Chinese restaurant for dinner.

The two of them were still sitting by the window.

A black coupe parked right outside their window, unnoticed by them.

Lei Zhen looked at everything inside with a telescope. Ever since Mo Qixuan drove out of the castle, he has been driving with Mo Qixuan.

This man, I'm afraid he has forgotten him, thought he was dead.

He worked hard in the hospital for rehabilitation, and he was playing between two men.

Accompanied by the prince at night, hang out with this bodyguard during the day.

Lei Zhen clutched his injured thigh tightly. He thought about it very early on, throwing out the man who was intimate with Mo Qixuan to do hair, wear a necklace, and let Mo Qixuan sleep on him.

It's just his own legs, he can only take time to walk.

Mo Qixuan, Mo Qixuan, do you miss me?Have you ever thought of me.

He hated Mo Qixuan very much, but he also wanted him crazy.

"I'm sorry." Lao Qiang looked at Mo Qixuan who was opposite and said suddenly.

"Why did you suddenly apologize to me!?" Mo Qixuan looked at Lao Qiang strangely and asked.

"I still can't find out where Yao Huali is." Lao Qiang said with his head down.

"He is the prince of Prince D. If he hides one, ordinary people will naturally not be able to find him. However, he will be fine." Mo Qixuan said.

"Well, I warned him too." Old Gun said.

"Can I see you off tomorrow?" Mo Qixuan looked at Lao Qiang and asked.

"Yeah." Old Gun nodded.

after eating.Mo Qixuan drove back to the castle.The old gun and other things left first.

In the evening, Mo Qixuan continued to broadcast live to make dinner, and when he was ready to start, he saw the prince coming back. He didn't expect the prince to come back, and he didn't do it at all.But his parents were away, so he was too lazy to act.

"Why not mine?!" the prince asked, looking at only one dinner.

"Go and ask your chef to do it yourself." Mo Qixuan said lightly.

"Your necklace?!" The sharp-eyed prince suddenly saw the necklace on Mo Qixuan's neck. "Are you from Charles Monhe (the old gun)?"

"You care too much." Mo Qixuan said impatiently, ever since he knew who the prince was, he became very irritable when talking to this person.Usually he can bear it in front of his parents, but without his parents, he doesn't want to bear it for a moment.

"This is the necklace of the Charles family. It has great power. It is the highest symbol of the Charles family. He should have worn it since he was born, but he gave it to you. Mo Qixuan has to say, your ability in this area It's really tall." Knowing that his parents were not at home, the prince also taunted Mo Qixuan to his heart's content.

Mo Qixuan's eyes were deep, he really didn't expect this necklace to have such a special meaning.

"Prince, have you taken care of everything!? Still have time to chat with me here!?" Mo Qixuan looked at the prince with a sneer and said, one of the reasons why he mentioned this at the beginning was because he wanted to uproot that gangster. It takes a lot of time and is very tiring. After all, it is an organization of tens of thousands of people, so the prince has no time to deal with him.

"Hmph, Mo Qixuan, you should at least provoke me, otherwise, if I make a phone call, your sister Yao will have nothing to eat." The prince looked at Mo Qixuan and said, "I promised that Charles Menghe would do nothing to her, but I can Don't give her food. You go and fry steak for me right now. Otherwise..." the prince said and picked up his mobile phone, ready to make a call.

Mo Qixuan held the chopsticks in his hand and wished he could stick them on the prince's beautiful cheek.

"Slap." With a sound, Mo Qixuan put the chopsticks heavily on the table.Then went to the kitchen.

Looking at Mo Qixuan who was busy in the kitchen, the prince sat on the sofa in the living room and smiled triumphantly.