Lu Shaoxin's sharp treasure: Ma'am, good night!

He just likes Mo Qi's shy expression, it's too cute and easy to bully.

Carrying her back to the room, Lu Zong leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, and said softly, "Go to sleep when you're tired, I know the owner of this hot spring club, let's talk about something."

Because of his intemperance in the hot spring just now, she lost her temper a little bit, rolled over and hid under the blanket, ignoring him.

Lu Zong had no choice but to pester her for a while, and only when Mo Qi couldn't help laughing did he leave in peace.

She was really sleepy, she rubbed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

When Mo Qi woke up, Lu Zong hadn't returned yet. Guessing that he might still be busy, she changed her clothes and left the room by herself.

I don't know where Grandpa Cheng and Yan are playing...

The fourth floor is the meeting room, Mo Qi wanted to try his luck and see if he could find Lu Zong there.

As a result, as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he unexpectedly found three or four middle-aged men with extraordinary identities standing in the lobby, who seemed to be discussing something.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, but your paintings still haven't degraded. I thought you were focusing on business now."

Hearing the praise, the middle-aged man just smiled modestly and continued to bow his head to complete the work.

Mo Qi was attracted and walked over curiously, only to realize that these people were painting, and it was a traditional Chinese painting she was familiar with.

When Luo Tianyao finished his painting, he accidentally saw a young girl standing beside him, and asked in surprise, "You understand too?"

Other people who focused on appreciating the paintings also noticed him, and said with a smile: "These days, few young people like Chinese paintings, right?"

Mo Qidai frowned slightly, and replied softly: "This gentleman's brush is full of ink, vigorous and sharp, it is a very good work."

Everyone looked at each other in surprise, only to realize that they had underestimated her.

Mo Qi didn't intend to show off anything, but just wanted to tell them that Chinese painting is the essence of country A, even if time has passed and the history is long, there will still be fresh bones and blood to continue to pass it on.

At this time, a thick laughter sounded, and Luo Tianyao said with a smile all over his face: "Have you all missed your mark? I really understand. Little girl, what's your name?"

"Mo Qi."

"Mo Qi... well, it's a good name. Are you interested in drawing one to open their eyes?"

Although he had never seen her before, for some reason, Luo Tianyao felt that there was a treasure hidden in this child, which might open their eyes.

Seeing other people painting, Mo Qi felt a little itchy. After hesitating for a while, she still shook her head and refused: "I'm just a student of the art department. I can't compare to the paintings of your seniors, so I won't make a fool of myself."

"Girl, he is a direct disciple of Master Lu Zhong, maybe he can give you some advice on your painting, why don't you give it a try?"

Hearing someone introduce Luo Tianyao like this, Mo Qi was very surprised.

It turns out that he is also an apprentice of Master Lu Zhong, and he is still a direct descendant...

Her hands were itchy even more, after hesitating for a while, Mo Qi smiled slightly, and no longer restrained herself: "Okay."

Her appearance is not strong, she is the type that looks more pleasing to the eye, with an indifferent temperament, but not cold.

Luo Tianyao suddenly had a strange feeling, the girl in front of her was like a faint chrysanthemum, she looked inconspicuous, but the breath on her body was very comfortable.

This feeling, it seems that many years ago, he also felt it on a person.

It's just that something happened later...

Just when Luo Tianyao was distracted, Mo Qi had already put down the brush in his hand, and smiled lightly: "I'm showing my ugliness."

The surrounding discussions disappeared, and the four people, including Luo Tianyao, were all looking at her painting seriously.

Although they are not all master Lu Zhong's apprentices, they are all lovers of traditional Chinese painting. Everyone knows how well Mo Qi paints.

One of the middle-aged men with glasses took off his glasses repeatedly to confirm, and then looked at Mo Qi in surprise.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to believe that such a mature and lifelike work, even a bird in the forest, was drawn by a girl in her twenties!

Luo Tianyao's expression was also a little hesitant. He was also good at landscape painting, but Mo Qi's work was obviously more grand and delicate.

He might have won against her before he started business, but now, the girl in front of him is obviously better.

While they were discussing with their heads down, Mo Qi received a call, hesitated for a few seconds, and left the fourth floor.

After they finished discussing, they wanted to get to know her, but Mo Qi had already disappeared.

The middle-aged man with glasses asked in surprise, "Where are people?"

Luo Tianyao also looked for a few times, and after confirming that the girl was gone, he turned his gaze back to the painting.

Is it a coincidence?

The drawing method of this bird is somewhat similar to myself...

Knowing that she ran to the fourth floor, Lu Zong waited at the elevator door. When Mo Qi came out, he was still breathing a little, but his face was very happy.

He grabbed the girl's waist and asked, "What happened?"

"My hands were itchy just now, and when I saw someone painting, I couldn't help but get involved."

"Drawing a picture made you so happy? I took you out to play, but I didn't see how happy you were."

That's because he has bad intentions, right?
Mo Qi was not fooled.

Thinking of what the man did in the hot spring, she wanted to pinch him again.

It was getting dark at this time, Lu Zong took her to eat, and met Cheng Lao and Yan who also came to eat.

The old man had just finished soaking in the hot spring, and he was in a very good mood. He was even in high spirits. How could he have the usual gloomy energy?
Even seeing Lu Zong was much pleasing to the eye, and he didn't blame him for taking Mo Qi away in the gym, but said: "This place is really healthy, get me a lifetime membership, and I'll bring Yan to play if I have nothing to do. "

Lu Zong's eyes flickered slightly, and he was very generous: "No problem."

Move over and live here, whatever!

The old man didn't care what was going on in his mind, he felt quite comfortable physically and mentally after playing for a long time.

"Yan, don't make a sullen face all day long, you won't be able to marry a wife in the future."

While he was happy, he did not forget to guide Yan's stubborn thoughts.

Hearing the old man's words, Yan was eating with a spoon, was stunned for a few seconds, and said solemnly: "I will marry you when you marry a wife."

The corner of Sun Cheng's mouth twitched fiercely.

When this guy first came, his mind seemed undeveloped, extremely pure.

Now that he knows how to block him with words, it's useless for him to worry about it.

Opposite them, Lu Zong was earnestly helping Mo Qi peel the shrimp shells. He didn't even get his own wife yet, so he wasn't interested in helping Yan find a wife.

If the other party gets married before him, he will be depressed.

It's not that Lu Zong is stingy and doesn't let Yan find someone to marry, but he is so 'wooden', how can he marry a wife before himself? ?

Doesn't that make him, the master, very incompetent?
Mo Qi hadn't finished eating one, and there were already four or five shrimps in the bowl, she was helpless: "I can't eat that many."

"It's okay, I will eat if you can't eat."

Sun Cheng suddenly picked up the bowl and grabbed Yan's arm: "Let's change places."

Yan looked bewildered: "Why?"