Big boss's palm fox pet

Bai Liushuang is obsessed with fashion, and she was stationed in Paris to study in her early years. Later, she turned her hobby into a career, and she couldn't get away from it even more. She spent most of the year floating overseas, like a rootless duckweed.

Nostalgia is always there, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in my hometown have become the best sustenance. No matter where she goes, Bai Liushuang is always prepared, and no matter how busy she is, she will find time to write a few strokes.If you have time, spread wool felt, spread Chinese paints, paint landscapes, maids, or flowers and birds with a few strokes, and then write a few poems in lower script with hairpin flowers, this is the best little luck.

Bai Liushuang only came to Xiao Qi's hilltop villa for a short stay.Before her grand visit, Xiao Yilin specially sent his assistants to go here and there to buy rice paper from Jingxian County, Duan inkstone from Zhaoqing, Shanlian lake brushes from Huzhou, and the essential eight treasure medicinal inks, to give her early ready.

That's it, two words - pay attention to!

It is a pity that Xiao Qi is not as keen on art as his mother.After Bai Liushuang left, Xiao Qi sealed them up and put them away, never touching them again.

"I really haven't practiced for a long time, it won't look good..." Mu Lin looked down at the rice paper spread out with embarrassment, he was telling the truth, it had been a long time since he touched a brush.In my impression, I have never written with a brush in my memory in the last 300 years. How has this calligraphy level deteriorated?

Mu Lin glanced at Xiao Qi who was diligently grinding, feeling anxious in his heart.He is afraid of making a fool of himself, especially in front of his lover.

"It's okay, let's try it." Xiao Qi put down the ink stick, put the wolf hair brush evenly stained with ink into Mu Lin's hand, and patted his shoulder lightly: "You wrote very well on the glass just now. Just try Just a moment, okay?"

In fact, he wanted to try how many surprises his little fox could give him.

Mu Lin didn't want to disappoint Xiao Qi, so he hesitated and asked, "Then, what are you writing?"

This, Xiao Qi really thought about it, thought for a while, and said: "Just write your and my name, okay?"

Mu Lin nodded and followed suit.He first wrote his own name as a practice hand, although it is possible that this little temporary practice is not enough to hold Buddha's feet, but at least it is better than nothing for psychological comfort.

A pair of clear and dexterous pupils rolled to the corners of his eyes, and he quietly glanced at the expression of the man beside him. He was not displeased to see him, but just watched the movements of his hands seriously. Mu Lin relaxed slightly, picked up the pen and continued to write.

Just finished writing the cursive initials of "Xiao", Mu Lin caught a glimpse of the footsteps of the people around him, and came obliquely behind him, getting very close, so close that his warm breath sprayed on the earlobe, and the jade-white skin Then blushed.

The room was so quiet that a needle could be heard falling, Mu Lin's heart trembled because of his disturbance, and the horizontal line under the cursive head was crooked.

The little fox looked up at the culprit sadly, and the latter smiled slightly and pulled him into his arms, pinning the lovely strand of hair behind his ear, and said softly: "Okay, I won't bother you, Can you write another one next to it?"

When he was expressionless, he was an old and serious person. At this moment, he was smiling lightly, and his extremely magnetic voice floated into his ears, like a siren's singing that could confuse people's hearts.

I'm afraid I didn't get into the drama too deeply, so I brought back all the evil spirits of the Demon Lord.

"Okay." The little fox, who originally wanted to leave the picker and leave, couldn't stand such a soft voice, and immediately nodded obediently.Concentrated, Mu Lin quickly wrote Xiao Qi's name with the intention of going to the blitzkrieg.

He didn't dare to delay, because he was afraid that Xiao Qi would affect his mind again if it was too late.One needs to be calm and calm when writing. If you are distracted by your lover, you will lose your grip on the pen. How can you write well?

Xiao Qi didn't speak for a long time, but when Mu Lin was very flustered, he heard him say: "No clothes and no shoes, both square and round, hard and soft, this little baby has such a great talent!"

Hmm... Mu Lin was at a loss for words for a while, the man in his family seemed to be a little too involved in the drama, what he said was as polite as the lines of a script, but luckily he could understand.

"Do you really think it's okay?" Mu Lin was dubious. He felt that his writing was very average, and he could even be said to be a little stretched.

"Really! Truer than pearls."

Although Xiao Qi is not keen on calligraphy and painting, but thanks to his mother's influence, his appreciation ability is not bad.His judgment is definitely not as good as his mother's, but his praise of Mu Lin is sincere.

Wrapping one hand around Mu Lin's waist, Xiao Qi's fingertips lightly landed on the paper, approaching the writing on the paper little by little.

Correct regular script, with "Murin" on the left and "Xiao Qi" on the right, the strokes are horizontal and vertical, slightly slender and slender, which is the inherent gentleness and kindness of the author; A carnivore with sharp teeth in its mouth and sharp claws in its palm.

Seeing his own name and Mu Lin's name on the same piece of paper, Xiao Qi suddenly had a different idea, he raised his fingers to scratch Mu Lin's soft abdomen, and said: "This one is not finished, so I will write it again." How is Zhang?"

The scrapped cursive initials run across the middle of his and Mu Lin's names, which makes people panic.

"it is good."

It's not a high request, not to mention that as long as Xiao Qi thinks, even if he wants the moon in the sky, Mu Lin will try his best to get it for him, not to mention that what he is asking now is only for Murin to write four more words.

After he finished writing correctly, Xiao Qi glanced at the wall clock on the wall, hurriedly urging him to take a bath, especially emphasizing that he will be filming tomorrow, and that going to bed early and getting up early is good for health.

As for himself...

"I still have work to do, you go to bed first."

It was only before nine o'clock, and Mu Lin felt that Xiao Qi was strange, but he didn't think much about it.Moreover, he is indeed tired. He cried during filming and his eyes are still swollen. Go to bed early and don't be late tomorrow.

Locking the door of the study, Xiao Qi worked like a thief all night inside.

When dawn was approaching, Xiao Qi rubbed his sore eyes and looked at the piles of manuscript papers filled with small characters. He felt that he had almost practiced, so he carefully laid out the piece of rice paper that Mu Lin had written on the table, and brought it up. Write down two big words: marriage letter.

Start a new line: two surnames marry, and make a contract together...

In the end, I added two words on the names of myself and Mu Lin, "this certificate", and the date, leave it blank for now, and it will not be too late to fill in when the wedding date is set later.

Xiao Qi looked at the marriage letter from "Xiao" with satisfaction, and just showed a little satisfaction, when he suddenly noticed something was wrong, why is the paper white?You should use red paper and gold ink!Black and white letters plus the name, the whole looks like an obituary...

Yep, busy in vain.

Mr. Xiao was depressed, he just lay down when he came back to the room, and he was about to

At the moment of falling asleep, passionate music suddenly sounded, and flowers exploded in his mind - Mu Lin's wake-up alarm clock.

"Hurry up! Xiao Qi! Get up! Get up!"

Mu Lin threw off the quilt as she spoke, jumped out of the bed first, took off her shoes and rushed to the bathroom to wash up.

Xiao Qi rubbed his face, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Here we come."

……

With the help of Mozun, the Empress destroyed another vassal state.

In the past, the princes and nobles who were admired by tens of thousands of people have become prisoners who are as fateful as life in the blink of an eye.

The empress sat on a high position, looked at the greatest hero in this battle - Mozun, and asked indifferently: "You should be rewarded for your merits, Ai Qing, what reward do you want?"

Mozun raised his usually alienated eyes to look at the empress, met her eyes for a moment, then bowed down, speaking earnestly and forbearance: "I dare to ask Zhao's royal family for an old debt, please allow your majesty."

"allow."

By the time the Immortal Doctor arrived, the royal family of his mother country had been slaughtered, the men were rode to death, the women were hanged, none escaped.

"Executioner! You have no heart at all!" The Immortal Doctor felt that he was so stupid. He always thought that his junior was just naughty and would definitely not be confused about major matters, but the facts proved that he was wrong, outrageously wrong.

Mozun's heart cannot be warmed, he is just a cold and ruthless executioner who takes pleasure in killing.

In his dictionary, there are no such words as "empathy", "compassion", and "compassion".

The sharp sword was out of its sheath, full of disappointment, determination, and murderous intent.

The demon king didn't hide, he just watched the man and the sword penetrate into his own flesh and blood.

The Immortal Doctor did not expect it at all, he thought he would hide, he knew his strength, and he spared no effort because he was sure that he could escape.

He wanted to withdraw the sword, but it was too late, the long sword did not enter the Demon Lord's chest, and the edge of the sword came out from the back.

The Immortal Doctor was astonished beyond measure, and the hand holding the sword trembled.As for Mozun, he just stood there, staring at Immortal Medicine with deep eyes.

The Immortal Doctor at that time didn't understand, but later, after the death of the Mozun, he realized that there was too much unspeakable emotion in that look.

No amount of hatred, after all, is unbearable.The Immortal Doctor saved Mozun, and then left while Mozun was in a coma.Mozun opened his eyes, looked at his resolute back, and didn't say a word.

In fact, he never thought of hurting him, but the tyrant's tyrannical government, the people, the people, the chat, and the life, the situation is compelling, and he cannot be allowed to do nothing; To die, not to pay for the blood debt, is unfilial.

Originally, he just wanted the life of Hunjun alone, but the empress had already started to fear him.The so-called grace that allowed him to get what he wanted fulfilled his long-cherished wish, and also confirmed his reputation as a cruel devil.Those who win the hearts of the people are in a high position, that is the root of disaster under the dragon chair. The higher a disaster climbs, the more people want him to die, and the less he is afraid of.

He's not stupid, he can see the Queen's wrist clearly, but he can't say it.If the great cause is not accomplished, if you tell the Immortal Doctor, it will only bring him danger, so he chooses to bear everything by himself.

Don't talk, don't argue, don't hold back, as long as you are well, it doesn't matter if we don't see each other again in this life?

He is a devil, destined to go to Abi Hell; he is an immortal doctor of the righteous way, and he should be among the immortals in the heaven in the future.

Parting ways may be their best destination.

The author has something to say:

The second half of "The Proton Is My Concubine" has quite a lot of fairy-tale fantasy elements, some people like it, some people hate it.This time the present is a combination of science fiction, fantasy, modern, ancient and many other elements. To be honest, I was quite panicked, but I still wanted to write.

Think about it, then write it, so as not to regret it in the future.