After the afternoon shooting, Ruan Qi returned to her hotel room.
She kicked off her shoes, then jumped and smashed into the soft big bed.
When Mo Lan walked in, she saw the little girl lying on the bed without any image, not even the door to the room was closed.
Her indifferent phoenix eyes flashed with helplessness, and she bent down to put the shoes aside for Ruan Qi.
"Sister Lan..." The little girl tilted her head, buried it in the quilt and yawned lazily.
Mo Lan said 'um', kicked the door with his toes, then walked to the bed and lifted Ruan Qi's clothes.
The little girl's waist is very thin, her skin is very white, and her green and purple are all tied when she was hanging on the wire.
A touch of heartache flashed through Mo Lan's eyes.
She turned around and took out the medicine box from Ruan Qi's suitcase, and skillfully found a small blue iron box, and dug out a piece of ointment inside.
"Hold on," she said, "just just rub it open."
Ruan Qi buried in the quilt and said "Mmm" twice.
Mo Lan lifted all her tops, rubbed the ointment with both hands to preheat it, and then put it on her back and pushed it hard.
The little girl's milky white skin instantly turned red.
Mo Lan paused and couldn't bear to continue rubbing her.
Ruan Qi, who was lying in the quilt, tilted her head, "Sister Lan, I don't hurt, you rub it."
Mo Lan sighed, "Yeah" and continued to increase his efforts.
Ruan Qi felt the force on her back and suddenly remembered what happened before.
Her skin has been particularly delicate since childhood. When she was a child, she always liked to be lazy when she was practicing ancient martial arts. Master would suck her three meals a day. Although she didn't have much strength to suck her, her body was green, purple and colorful, making her suck her every time she sucked her.
After that, she regretted it and repeatedly swears that she will never hit her again.
As a result, the next day, she was still lazy, and her master was still chasing her for three meals a day.
This goes on and on, day by year. Until the puppy came in, the master chased the person he was trying to beat and finally changed his person.
Thinking of the past, Ruan Qi's peach blossom eyes turned into a small crescent moon.
She touched the pillow, took out her phone, and clicked into the beauty master's WeChat window.
[It's Xiaoqi: Master, I miss you! [Love you, Momojiu.jpg]]
The message was sent for a while.
【Beauty Master: Someone bullies you?】
【Beauty Master: Is it an actor or director of the crew?】
[Beauty Master: Where is your senior brother? Where did you die?]
Ruan Qi looked at these three consecutive messages and his master's irritable face appeared in front of him.
She raised her lips happily, picked up a look of "Duck Duck" and said to her.
【It's Xiaoqi: No one bullies me, I just miss my master! ~】
I haven't replied to WeChat for a while.
After waiting for two minutes, the master sent a voice message.
"Miss me? Every time you miss me, there is nothing good about it! Is there not enough money? Or are you in trouble?"
The voice playback of WeChat is a bit distorted, but the master's nice voice still makes Ruan Xiaoqi extremely happy.
[It's Xiaoqi: I'm not short of money and I haven't encountered any trouble. Master, why are you like this? Am I such an unfilial apprentice? [Angry.jpg]]
A second later, a WeChat message sent it—
【Oh.】
Contempt from the Eternal King.
The little girl felt the deep malice from her master and bulged her cheeks.
She typing down the keyboard with great force and typing the next word with anger—
【snort!】
Then, Mo Lan, who pressed Ruan Qi's waist, raised her head and saw the little girl's chat window full of screens, "Ha, hum, pus, tui, ha, slightly."
Mo Lan: "..." Childishness is indeed regardless of age.
...
After pushing the medicine, Ruan Qi took a shower. As soon as she turned off the faucet, she heard Mo Lan knocking on the door.
"Xiaoqi, He Ma is here, he has something to say."
Ruan Qi quickly put on her clothes and walked out.
"Uncle He Ma, what's wrong?"
Mo Lan took the towel in her hand, asked her to sit on the chair, and gently wiped her hair.
He Ma: "A few days ago, you asked Wen Ran to ask people from the Eagle Division to help track Xuehong. Later, the Eagle Division replied that they would talk to Wen Ran in person."
Ruan Qi blinked her eyes gently, and her voice was warm: "The result of the conversation is..."
Hema: "They want to ask 'your dad' to come out."
The warmth on Ruan Qi's face gradually turned colder, and the smiling peach blossom eyes showed a sharp edge.
"So," she raised her lips, "is this a request, or a threat?"
"Request." Hema replied in a mechanically cold voice, "Their leader's original words: Whether 'your father' agrees to come out of the mountain or not, the Eagle tribe will find the blood red and send him back to the heavenly road in person. This is their sincerity,
So please think about 'your dad', and wait for the good news in the Hawk."
Ruan Qi's eyes flashed, she took the chocolate on the table and took a small bite, and asked, "What do Brother Wen Ran thinks?"
Hema: "It depends on you."
"Then Uncle Hema, what about your opinion?" she asked again.
Hema: "Don't agree."
Ruan Qi curled her lips, patted the debris at the corner of her mouth, raised her little head and asked Mo Lan: "Sister Lan, do you think I should agree to them?"
"It's up to you, just be happy." Mo Lan's voice was cold, and the movement of wiping her hair was extremely gentle. "What you said before is that no one in Tianlu is afraid of, and he will not do what he doesn't want to do."
Mo Lan's hair movements were gentle, and Ruan Qi was comfortable squinting his eyes, as if he was a lazy kitten.
"Uncle He Ma," she said lazily, "Let Brother Wen Ran tell the Eagle that 'your dad' will not come out. But as long as they can catch Xuehong within a month, I can send someone to help them."
...
As night fell, the hotel room was dim.
Ruan Qi sat in front of her desk with a laptop in front of her. Her slender fingers were flying like butterflies on the keyboard, and lines of code on the computer screen were reflected in her eyes.
At the same time, Xi Jiu leaned on the black sofa in the top office of the Q base. He lowered his eyes and fiddled with the lighter in his hand with his slender fingers.
Bao Jie, who was sitting beside him, raised his head from the computer.
"Boss, as you told me, all the advanced protection procedures within the Eagle Department have been removed."
Xi Jiu let out a faint 'um'.
Bao Jie didn't understand what he was thinking, so he looked at Gong Qi with inquiring eyes.
Gong Qi smiled and pushed off the golden-rimmed glasses.
"The head of the family," he said, "You do... 'Your dad' will he really invade the Hawk system?"
"meeting."
Gong Qi: "But an hour ago, the Eagle Department heard from the news that 'your father' rejected our request, and he only agreed to send members of Tianlu to help us."
"He will come." Xi Jiu stared at the flames coming out of the lighter with a firm tone.
Gong Qi was so stupid that he and Bao Jie looked at each other, all of whom were helpless.
The office is quiet.
I don’t know how long it took, but the computer on the desk suddenly sounded sharply.
Bao Jie and Gong Qi's faces changed.
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