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"Heh... Your Excellency was joking..."

Shi Ruyan obviously didn't expect him to say this, and his attention was diverted.

"Don't believe me? I'm just preparing for it,"

The man stood up, remembered something, and said, "My surname is Mo, and my name is Zixiu."

"Mr. Mo..."

Shi Ruyan could tell that this person didn't want her to call him "Your Excellency", but he couldn't make out the pronunciation, thinking it was an ordinary "Mo".

"Um……"

Mo Rongyu listened better and left.

……

Red Sleeve Square, the famous...Qin Tower and Chu Pavilion in Beijing, a romantic place for literati and poets, and an important place for them to communicate with friends and convey their reputation through poems, poems and colorful badges in Chinese. ...

Famous literati may be accompanied by beautiful women, and when drunk, they impromptuly splash ink and write amazing masterpieces, which are then passed on or sung by singers. Today, the origin of most of the masterpieces is first spread here...

Think more.

And now the private room she is in is actually the best, otherwise why can't you hear the orchestral dance music all night...

A foreigner can do such a thing casually, I'm afraid... His identity is not simple...

……

After a while, the man, no, Mo Rongyu, followed by his close subordinate Tang Sui, came in with something...

Sitting on the head of her bed, Shi Ruyan can take a good look at this man.

The first thing that catches the eye is his tall and straight figure, his temperament is pure, he is the style of a superior, his eyes are gentle and sharp, he has the power of life and death, and makes people surrender unconsciously, but it seems that there are usually no people Dare to look directly at...

He was a little surprised to see her look at her without hesitation, probably because he felt it was quite strange.

So the other party's identity secretly rose to several levels in her heart.

"Have you thought about it? To get rid of the ink marks that have accompanied you since childhood, this may be deliberately used by your close relatives to cover up your appearance. You must have considered it..."

Mo Rongyu picked and picked from a row of porcelain vases, poured them into jade bowls, and prepared them.

"And I saved you, healed your wounds and your face, it wasn't for nothing..."

"If Mr. Mo wants anything, just say it, as long as I can do it, but...I am alone now, a girl, what can I do..."

At the end, Shi Ruyan laughed at herself, not knowing what to do for a moment...

"There is always room for you, you just rest and recuperate first..."

Mo Rongyu picked up the prepared plaster and said slowly,

"This ointment needs to be applied once a day for three consecutive days. On the third day, it can be supplemented with acupuncture, and the ink marks will disappear. However... this ointment is applied...but it will be very painful. Can you bear it?"

"It's more painful, I've experienced it all, are you still afraid of this..."

Shi Ruyan smiled lightly, with a smooth white chin, and bright red lips slightly raised, if the ink marks above were ignored, no one would be able to look away.

Seeing the face of the woman on the couch, half beautiful, half ugly, with a hollow smile on her lips, this contradictory scene couldn't help but amazed Mo Rongyu, who was used to seeing beauties, and when he regained consciousness, he wanted to smear her ...

Tang Sui, who was standing beside him, saw this, how could he be allowed to do it himself!I will take it as usual,

"master……"

Mo Rongyu moved his hand slightly away, and gave him a restraining look, Tang Sui had no choice but to let him see the master so approachable for the first time.

Shi Ruyan looked at his jade-white slender fingers, pinched the clean white jade slats half a finger wide, dug out the plaster, and carefully applied it on her face, and suddenly felt a slight fever. I don't know if it was the medicine or because of him. the closeness of...

Who told her that she had never been in contact with a man other than her father before, oh and that man, let alone being so close now...

So it's not surprising that she fell into the trap with the touch of that man's finger...