When I met Mo Jiuran last time, Mo Jiuran asked her to write her name. At that time, you wrote her casually, and you didn't expect it to be used for a purpose.
"Haha, Lord Führer, with my seal on you, you will become my person, haha!"
Lin Lan laughed and laughed contentedly when she looked at the constructed name.
Mo Jiuran raised his eyebrows, "Become yours?"
Lin Lan triumphed, "Don't you know what the chapter stands for? You dare to let me cover it. This time, you must learn the lesson."
Lin Lan rolled her eyes, "You can't do anything to deny me, but this hand is definitely mine."
Mo Jiuran snorted, "What can you do with one hand?"
Lin Lan stared, "Wipe, I said Lord Führer, you really don't know the market, who are you, this is the hand of Lord Führer!"
Lin Lan held Mo Jiuran's hand and looked at him almost without drooling, "Such a beautiful hand, even if it is a hand model, it will be profitable, let alone your hand."
The hand of the head of the nation’s idol!
Lin Lan looked at Tsk Tsk, the more she watched, the more her heart moved, and the more she watched, the more she wanted to turn this hand into her own possession.
Because Lin Lan found that Marshal Mo's hands really looked good.
Slender, white and tender, with distinct joints, but not very prominent, long, straight, tender and white. It is simply the best in hand.
This head of state Mo is not only handsome, his voice is killing, and he has such beautiful hands...
Lin Lan inexplicably thought of a popular male star in his previous life, who was famous for'handsome, handsome, and subwoofer'.
This Mo Jiuran can also be described like this!
One more thing-right!
Mo Jiuran-the representative of handsome man, beautiful hands, subwoofer, and power, the rhythm that makes countless men want to commit suicide after comparison!
Can you lose it? Blue Star Führer!
The highest leader of the Blue Star is the highest representative of the Blue Star, both internally and externally. In ancient times, that was the emperor!
Although in this future, the division of power between the military and government will not be as great as the emperor's power, it will be enough.
For Lin Lan, it's too much!
I don’t know how much this hand is worth!
Mo Jiuran looked at Lin Lan holding one of his hands in a daze, with a slightly wretched expression... No, the expression was still very complicated, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
"Do you really want to keep your hands?"
Lin Lan nodded hurriedly, "Of course I do. How happy to have such a hand!"
Even if the identity is not announced, in the previous life, WeChat and Weibo can still pull Xiuxiu's affection, and will surely envy a large number of people.
Lin Lan's eyes brighter as he thinks about it, "Marshal Mo, if you say that if I go to Star.com and tell netizens that I have your hand, would they be mad with envy and hatred?"
Mo Jiuran wanted to laugh again, Lin Lan's low-melt voice made it itchy, and another impulse emerged in her heart-to record the voice to listen to the netizens. Of course, the premise of listening was to charge!
Thinking of the picture of counting the money, Lin Lan stared, "Don't laugh, I'm not kidding, do I know what the weirdest selling item I have ever seen is?"
Mo Jiuran tried to suppress his smile, "What is it?"
Lin Lan whispered, "Nose hair."
Mo Jiuran laughed, "Nose hair? Who would buy nose hair?"
Lin Lan shook his head, "Just say that you are rare and strange. I have seen someone sell nose hair, um... The nose hair of a star is also divided into the boss and the third. When I saw it, the boss had already sold it."
This is a real incident. Lin Lan was shocked when he saw the most weird sale on the Internet in his previous life.
After a thousand years, Lin Lan successfully shocked the future leader Mo Jiuran.
"Ahem... Are you false?" Mo Jiuran was really choked.
Lin Lan looked at Mo Jiuran's expression with pride and joy, "No, this is absolutely true! How did you introduce the nose hair, let me think about it."
Lin Lan recalled, "It seems that the boss is thick and strong, the second child is slender and slender, and the third child is lively and dynamic, how about it, if you choose which one?"
Mo Jiuran: "..." I don't want to choose one!
Tell him this is not true.
Mo Jiuran took a deep breath, and when he was about to say something, he noticed that Lin Lan was still holding his hand, with an expression that treated something antique, stroked it, and finally his eyes lighted and stopped.
Feeling uncomfortable, Mo Jiuran couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"
Lin Lan raised her head, her eyes brightened, "Marshal, if you say I'm going to sell your hair, will someone buy it?"
Lin Lan's gaze was already directed at the hair on Mo Jiuyan's arm.
Mo Jiuran was dumbfounded, "Lin Lan?"
Lin Lan coughed twice, then chuckled twice, "Just kidding, I won't pull your hair out."
Mo Jiuran looked at Lin Lan and laughed, "Lin Lan, you...what the hell is in your head, why is it so funny."
It's so cute.
Mo Jiuran couldn't hold back, and reached out his hand to touch Lin Lan's head.
Lin Lan held Mo Jiuran's hand, feeling the hand that fell on top of her head, a little dazed.
Uh, is this a killer
Plus the sound kill
Mo Jiuran loosened it after touching it, "I made a mistake for this hair that looks so good today. I almost messed it up..."
As soon as Mo Jiuran combed Lin Lan with his fingers, he heard Lin Lan reply in seconds.
"It's okay, touch it, touch it as much as you want!"
After Lin Lan finished speaking, the whole person was stunned, wishing to find a hole and get in.
Mo Jiuran sneered, "What happened to you today?"
Lin Lan smiled and let go of his hand, "It's nothing, you don't need to care."
Mo Jiuran smiled, and looked at his hand, as well as the seal in the palm of his hand, "I don't need this hand? What did you not use it for?"
Lin Lan's eyes lit up, "Can you really give it to me? What else can I use it for?"
Mo Jiuran nodded, Lin Lan screamed, and took Mo Jiuran's hand again.
A minute later, Mo Jiuran regretted a bit.
Lin Lan took crazy photos of his hands and asked him to do some movements, but never looked up at him again.
After another three minutes, just when Mo Jiuran couldn't help but want to say something to stop, Lin Lan suddenly grabbed his hand and clasped his fingers.
"Well, I always think this posture is the most beautiful and moving." Lin Lan looked at it and felt that her hand was not difficult to see and started taking pictures again.
Mo Jiuran looked at the hands of both hands and clenched them unconsciously, "Why?"
"Hold your hand and grow old together, don't you think it's beautiful?" Lin Lan replied.
Mo Jiuran was silent for a moment, "Beautiful." Mo Jiuran drew Lin Lan closer, raising his hand to watch the two interlocking hands suddenly speak.
"Lin Lan, since it's stamped, otherwise you can ask for it alone instead of one hand. How can this hand be separated by itself."
This hand is on his body, so his fingers are interlocking, and his heart is moved.
Lin Lan was stunned, and looked up at Mo Jiuran blankly, somehow unable to react.