Chapter 199: Childishness is not limited by age (Part 1)
After the afternoon shoot, Ruan Qi returned to her hotel room.
She kicked off her shoes and jumped into the soft big bed.
When Mo Lan walked in, she saw the little girl lying on the bed in a very ungraceful manner, without even closing the door of the room.
A hint of helplessness flashed across her indifferent phoenix eyes, and she bent down to put Ruan Qi's shoes aside.
"Sister Lan..." The little girl tilted her head and yawned lazily in the quilt.
Mo Lan hummed, kicked the door shut with her toes, then walked to the bed and lifted Ruan Qi's clothes.
The little girl has a very thin waist and very fair skin, which is covered with bruises and purples from being suspended by wires.
A trace of heartache flashed across Mo Lan's eyes.
She turned around and took out the medicine box from Ruan Qi's suitcase. She skillfully found a small blue iron box and dug out a piece of ointment from it.
"Bear with it," she said, "it will be fine after rubbing it open."
Ruan Qi buried herself in the quilt and hummed twice.
Mo Lan lifted up her shirt completely, rubbed the ointment with his hands to warm it up, and then put it on her back and rubbed it hard.
The little girl's milky white skin instantly turned red.
Mo Lan paused and felt a little reluctant to continue rubbing.
Ruan Qi, who was lying in the quilt, tilted her head and said, "Sister Lan, I don't feel any pain. Please rub it."
Mo Lan sighed, said "hmm", and continued to increase his strength.
Ruan Qi felt the force on his back and suddenly remembered what happened in the past.
Her skin has been exceptionally delicate since childhood. When she was a child, she was always lazy while practicing ancient martial arts, so her master would whip her three times a day, just like every meal. Although the blows weren't strong, her body was covered in bruises and purples, leaving her with endless regret after each one, and she vowed repeatedly never to beat her again.
As a result, the next day, she was still lazy, and the master still chased her and beat her three times a day.
This went on day after day, year after year, until Xiaogouzi came in, and the person Master was chasing and beating finally changed.
Thinking of the past, Ruan Qi's peach blossom eyes curved into crescents.
She touched the edge of the pillow, took out her cell phone, and clicked on the WeChat window of her beautiful master.
It's Xiao Qi: Master, I miss you! [Love you, muah.jpg]
The message was sent out not long ago.
[Beauty Master: Did someone bully you?]
[Beauty Master: Is he an actor or director?]
[Master Beauty: Where is your brother? Where did he die?]
Ruan Qi looked at the three consecutive messages, and the angry face of his master appeared in front of him.
She raised her lips happily and sent an emoticon of [Duck Acting Coquettishly.jpg].
[It's Xiao Qi: No one is bullying me, I just miss my master! ~]
There was no reply from WeChat for a while.
After waiting for two minutes, the master sent a voice message.
"Miss me? Every time you miss me, nothing good happens! Are you short of money? Or are you in some trouble?"
The voice playback on WeChat was a little distorted, but the master's pleasant voice still made Ruan Xiaoqi extremely happy.
It's Xiao Qi: "I'm not short of money, and I'm not in trouble. Master, why are you like this? Am I such an unfilial disciple?" [Angry.jpg]
A second later, WeChat sent a message -
Heh.
Contempt from the Eternal King.
The little girl felt the deep malice from her master and puffed up her cheeks in anger.
She struck the keyboard hard, typing a word with anger in her heart -
【snort! 】
Then, Mo Lan, who was massaging Ruan Qi's waist, raised his head and saw the little girl's chat window full of "He, hum, pu, tui, ha, lululu".
Mo Lan: “…” Childishness really knows no age limit.
…
After administering the medicine, Ruan Qi took a shower. Just as she turned off the faucet, she heard Mo Lan knocking on the door.
"Xiao Qi, He Ma is here. He has something to say."
Ruan Qi quickly put on her clothes and went out.
"Uncle He Ma, what's wrong?"
Mo Lan took the towel from her hand, asked her to sit on the chair, and gently helped her wipe her hair.
He Ma: "A few days ago, you asked Wen Ran to ask the Eagle Tribe to help track down Xue Hong. Later, the Eagle Tribe replied that they wanted to talk to Wen Ran in person."
Ruan Qi blinked her peach blossom eyes gently, and her voice was filled with warmth: "The result of the conversation is..."
He Ma: "They want to ask 'your father' to come out."
The warmth on Ruan Qi's face gradually turned cold, and her smiling peach blossom eyes revealed a sharp edge.
"So," she curled her lips, "is this a request or a threat?"
"A request," He Ma replied in a cold, mechanical voice. "Their leader's exact words: Regardless of whether 'your father' agrees to leave the mountains, the Eagle Tribe will find Xuehong and personally send him back to the Heavenly Road. This is their sincere intention, so please 'your father' consider it. The Eagle Tribe awaits good news."
Ruan Qi's peach blossom eyes twinkled. She took a small bite of the chocolate on the table and asked, "What do you think, Brother Wen Ran?"
He Ma: "It's up to you."
"What do you think, Uncle He Ma?" she asked again.
He Ma: "No."
Ruan Qi curled her lips, brushed off the crumbs from 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, as long as you're happy." Mo Lan's voice was cold, but the action of wiping her hair was extremely gentle. "You said before that people on Tianlu are not afraid of anyone, and they don't do things they don't want to do."
Mo Lan wiped her hair gently, and Ruan Qi squinted her eyes comfortably, like a lazy kitten.
"Uncle He Ma," she said lazily, "have Brother Wen Ran tell the Eagle Tribe that 'your father' won't be leaving the mountains. But as long as they can capture Xue Hong within a month, I can send someone to help them."
…
As night fell, the hotel room became dimly lit.
Ruan Qi sat at her desk, a laptop in front of her. Her slender fingers danced across the keyboard like butterflies, and the lines of code on the screen were reflected in her eyes.
Meanwhile, in the top-floor office of Q Base, Xi Jiu reclined on a black sofa, his eyes downcast, his slender fingers fiddling with the lighter in his hand.
Bao Jie, who was sitting next to him, looked up from the computer.
"Boss, as per your instructions, all advanced protective procedures within the Eagle Division have been removed."
Xi Jiu said lightly "hmm".
Bao Jie couldn't understand what he was thinking and looked at Gong Qi with a questioning look.
Gong Qi smiled and pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses.
"Master," he said, "if you do this... will 'your father' really hack into the Eagle Department system?"
"meeting."
Gong Qi: "But the Eagle Tribe just sent us a message an hour ago saying that 'your father' rejected our request and only agreed to send members of the Tianlu to help us."
"He will come." Xi Jiu stared at the flame from the lighter with a firm tone.
Gong Qi was speechless. He and Bao Jie looked at each other, both with helpless expressions.
The office was quiet.
After an unknown amount of time, the computer on the desk suddenly made a sharp beeping sound.
Bao Jie and Gong Qi's expressions changed at the same time.
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