Chapter 130

Yanchi has no other residence, so he lives in the dormitory of the presidential palace.

He has lived in this place for more than ten years, but he still feels strange. Now he is lying in bed with a blood hole. For him, this place is not humane at all.

He was half naked, with a circle of gauze wrapped around his chest. He lost blood, and his face looked not very good.

"Your Highness, the president is here."

The man came in late because he didn't speak.

He didn't wear glasses and his eyes were clear, but he looked a little cold at this time.

Maybe I'm cold.

In fact, Yanchi looks like the president Yanxiao.

There is no outsider here, and Yanxiao no longer holds the posture of the president and looks at Yanchi with guilt.

"It's hui'er's fault. I've taught him a hard lesson just now." Yanxiao sat down beside Yanchi's bed and sighed, "I've wronged you."

"It doesn't matter." Yan Chi said coldly, "anyway, this is not the first time. I'm used to it."

Smelling the speech, Yanxiao's sight fell on Yanchi's chest. There was a cut mark there. It had been a long time, but what happened that year was still fresh in my mind.

It's not that I haven't come back all these years, but every time I come back, I will get hurt.

"In fact, hui'er still remembers the incident six years ago. Chi'er, hui'er's temperament has changed greatly over the years, which is related to the incident six years ago. You..."

Yanchi looked at his own father faintly: "you mean, your hui'er's temperament has changed greatly and I have to be responsible?"

Yan Xiao looked sluggish, "no, I hope you can understand."

Yan Chi smiled: "am I not considerate enough? I brought two people back and sent my life under his nose. How can I be considerate? Beg him to kill me?"

Yan Xiao: "

The president looked tired and powerless in the face of his cool but aggressive son.

"Go and stay with me for a long time so that the mother and son won't embarrass you again." Yanchi closed his eyes and was unwilling to talk more.

Yan Xiao could only get up: "chi'er, Father knows you are a good child and suffer."

Yanchi: "

Yan Xiao sighed, "then have a good rest. Don't worry, he won't embarrass you again."

Yanchi still didn't speak and looked cold.

Shaking his head, Yanxiao left Yanchi's room. At the moment of closing the door, he heard Yanchi say three words - why?

Why let him come back?

Yanchi opened his eyes and got out of bed.

After all, the wound has just been sewn, and it hurts when you move.

Just got out of bed, and there was a faint red on the gauze.

He sneered, turned a blind eye to his injury and walked barefoot to the window.

The window is open. From the window, there is Yanhui's bedroom.

He knows that Yanhui will go crazy when he sees him today.

Indeed, at this time, Yanhui's bedroom hall screamed repeatedly. This time, a little servant was unlucky. Yanxiao rushed from Yanchi. The little maid had been tossed by Yanhui with only one breath.

Moreover, this is the third girl. From last night to now, Yanhui has never stopped abnormal behavior. The bed has been almost completely wet with blood. Yanhui is like crazy, shouting and abusing, so that Su Ming is afraid to come forward.

"Your Highness, you are hurt. You'd better go to bed!"

Yanchi stumbled and almost fell.

Being helped to the bed, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Over the years, Yanhui and his mother tried every means to tell him that the position of the president has nothing to do with him, so that he should not covet the position of others.

He did and hid abroad at a young age, but what?

In his first few years abroad, he was assassinated three times and four times, and nearly died under the killer's gun several times.

That's how he came here. What else do you want him to do?

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"Take it off!" Set up the easel to the north and prepare to draw a human sketch.

Mu Chengfeng specially prepared the studio for her. The layout is quite professional. A light gray curtain is hung on the wall behind her, which is the same color as the carpet.

Mu Chengfeng stops in front of the curtain, just like taking a photo.

To the north, he restrained his impulse to take the camera, because he knew that Mu Chengfeng could not take photos casually, and it would be very troublesome for the photos to flow out. On any occasion, as long as someone secretly takes photos, they will be stopped by the listed people. Even if a reporter takes pictures of him with his Excellency the president, these photos will never flow out.

Mu Chengfeng promised well. At this time, he stood in front of the curtain but didn't mean to take off his clothes.

The man's dark eyes stared north without blinking, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After waiting North for a while, he became impatient and broke out: "don't take off and pull down. I'll find listed as a model. Hum, I'm too lazy to see you. I haven't seen listed naked."

Mu Chengfeng's eyes narrowed: "baby, what do you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Come on, say it again."

Looking north, he suddenly remembered that this man was a vinegar jar. He was a little flustered and lay in the trough. Won't our good sun be unlucky?

"I asked if you could take it off. How can I draw it if you don't?" Staring North at the disobedient model, I always feel that this person is thinking about some bad idea today.

Mu Chengfeng came barefoot, looked down at the man sitting on the stool to the north and clenched his teeth, "you just said, you want to see the listed nudes?"

"What do you want to wash all day?"

"Miss you." Mu Chengfeng pinched his chin to the North: "I want to hurt you."

The ambiguity in this man's words is so obvious that it's difficult to ignore him to the north. He also sees that he has been staring at his mouth and lying in his heart.

"Mu Chengfeng, I tell you, don't go too far and clean up those dirty things in your mind, otherwise you won't want to touch them from today on!"

What he said to the North was serious, and his expression was quite angry and serious.

Mu Chengfeng saw that his careful thought was seen through by the baby, and his eyes moved away from the North lip with some regret.

That little mouth is red. If it contains

Thinking of that picture, Mu Chengfeng felt his body was so tight that he was boiling.

But, baby, since you want to paint his naked body, of course you have to paint it for her.

Reluctant to let go of the baby's chin, Mu Chengfeng began to take off his clothes.

"Baby, if you want to draw nudity, of course you have to draw mine. Do you think the nudity listed will be more attractive than mine?" When saying this, Mu Chengfeng's voice was a little cold.

The innocent lying with guns sneezed outside the door, and their eyelids jumped. They always felt that they were going to be unlucky.

Mu Chengfeng moved quickly and cleaned himself in the blink of an eye.

Looking north at the object, he directly covered his face: "Mu Chengfeng, do you want a face?"