Divination

Que Li didn't bring any clothes with him when he came out, he left most of his things at Que Zhong's, in order to keep a warm place for himself.Putting the book on the bedside, Que Li carefully looked at the room that would be his bedroom. The room faced the sun, with large French windows and a balcony.Opening the curtains, the sun poured in, bringing natural warmth, Que Li enjoyed it very much, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, the cold face finally brought warmth.Opening the closet, there are a few nightgowns and two suits, probably prepared here all year round.

Looking at the sky, when it was time for him to take a nap, Que Li locked the door with his backhand and fell headlong on the bed.They come, the security.Besides, this is my own home, isn't it?and. . .Que Li made a cold arc, how could he "repay" the Mu family if he didn't have a good rest?

After sleeping for about two hours, Que Li was awakened by a knock on the door. Only Mu Yanxiu could go up to the third floor, not even the old man.After buttoning the mask, Que Li opened the door, "Mr. Mu, what's wrong?"

Because he had just woken up, his long hair was not tied up, but hung down naturally behind him.Que Li's hair was very long, reaching his crotch, and looked very soft.Mu Yanxiu resisted the urge to touch it, and raised a smile, "When you come, buy clothes, I found a special designer, come down and show her!"

Que Li nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Mu."

Mu Yanxiu really didn't like the title of Shengfen, so he subconsciously grabbed Queli who was leaving, "Don't call him Shengfen, call me Xiu."

Que Li was helpless, why didn't he know that his father was such a stubborn person before?Que Li looked at him, thinking of his identity, he was Que Li, a fortuneteller, not Mu Yifan, the son of Mu's parents, so calling his father's name wasn't a crime, right?Thinking of this, Que left his mouth, "Okay, Xiu."

Only then did Mu Yanxiu let go of Que Li in satisfaction, but Que Li did not leave immediately, but stared at Mu Yanxiu, "One day you will regret that I called you that," after finishing speaking, before Mu Yan After answering the question, Xiu left first.

Mu Yanxiu looked at his back and smiled faintly, "I won't regret it!"

Coming downstairs, Que Li was taken aback when he saw the "professional designer" on the sofa, "Alan"

Alan was sitting there with a gloomy face and losing his temper, and Mu Qingqing was sitting next to her talking.Queli heard Alan's voice suddenly raised, "If that person can't be like Xiao Fanfan, I won't make clothes for him!"

Que Li laughed, Alan was the Mu family's exclusive designer. At that time, the 14-year-old Mu Yifan's most outstanding feature was his figure. In Alan's words, it was a "golden ratio figure".So Alan likes to use him as a model the most.Although Mu Yifan didn't like Alan very much at the time, he also knew that Alan really liked him (this liking is not the other's liking, don't think about it!), so he didn't reject Alan's approach.Also, Alan made him feel needed by using him as a model.

Mu Qingqing saw Que Li, and rushed over happily, "Brother Que Li, let me introduce you, this is Alan's fashion designer!"

Before Mu Qingqing finished his introduction, Alan pounced on him like a little lion, "MYGOD! Besides Xiao Fanfan, there is actually someone else who has the golden ratio! Oh! My God!"

Mu Yanxiu, who had just come down from upstairs, just heard this sentence, he didn't have time to think about it, because Que Li laughed!your sister!Why can Mao Queli smile at this woman, but refuse to give him a smile? !Mu Yanxiu felt unbalanced!

Que Li didn't notice Mu Yanxiu's mood, he stretched his arms helplessly, allowing Alan to "handle him up and down". Alan's eyes were almost shining, and Queli could see her excitement. I don't know what Alan was thinking of, but Queli saw the suspicion in her heart, and there was also some sadness and sadness.Queli felt that she was thinking of the former Mu Yifan.Que Li is not a sentimental person, but he will not make people who really care about him sad or worry, of course it was unavoidable four years ago.While Alan was helping him measure his waist, he listened to his ears, "Alan!" The voice was so soft that only two people could hear it.

Alan paused almost imperceptibly. Although she didn't speak, Queli could see that she was relieved and moved. After taking measurements, Alan pulled Que Li up, "Go to your room, I want to see what you like." Without any explanation, he pulled Que Li up to the third floor.

Mu Yanxiu frowned, complaining in his heart: Is that guy stupid?Didn't she see that that woman had bad intentions for him? ! (Father Mu, you are the one with bad intentions, okay?!)

When they came to the third floor and closed the door, Alan threw himself on Que Li on the spot, "Bastard Xiao Fanfan, do you know how sad he is when he heard you died?"

Que Li patted her on the back, teasingly said: "You are sad because you lost a good model!"

Alan rolled his eyes at him angrily, "Little bastard, my sister won't care about you anymore!"

Que Li laughed, "Is it okay if I'm wrong?"

Alan stopped arguing with him, but looked at him worriedly, "Does Qingqing know your identity?"

Que Li smiled lightly and shook his head, "Besides my master, you are the first to know."

Alan was a little moved, knowing that Que Li treated her sincerely, "Then when are you going to tell her?" She knew Mu Yifan well, knew that he was easy to soften his heart towards those close to her, and Mu Qingqing had been close to him since childhood, so to speak, Mu Qingqing is almost his god, how could he have the heart to hide it from her? !

Que Li shook his head, "Not yet! Qingqing is too innocent to hide. It will be my birthday in two months, and it will be the first time I have to take off my mask. With my current appearance, my identity will not be revealed. And Ming. Then tell everyone together.”

Alan looked at him curiously, "What's wrong with your current appearance?"

Que Li gave a wry smile, "After taking off the mask, he is [-]% similar to him!"

Alan was surprised, "Then you haven't picked it all the time?"

Que Li smiled faintly, "A fortuneteller is very sensitive to people's breath, as long as someone approaches, I can feel it, and I'm not afraid of being discovered."

Alan nodded, "That's good. I know you must have your own purpose when you come back, and I will keep it secret for you."

Que Li raised the corner of his mouth, "If I don't trust you, I won't tell you!"

The two smiled at each other and left the room.