The duke's slender fingers turned the pages of the book, making a slight noise.
Through the light in the room, a cyan pattern on his ring finger can be seen flashing past.
"Now the books are really boring as you read them. They are purely toilet readings to pass the time."
He threw the book on the table, raised his head, and watched her ask for a while: "How long hasn't it been back?"
"Two years."
"No wonder it has changed so much."
The Duke's right arm was still on his knees, and his body was full of invisible coercion.
He is thirty-seven years old this year, but he is not the least old-fashioned, he hardly even frowns.
The figure is strong and well-proportioned, and the face is deep and beautiful.
He is a mixed race like Shahar.
In his early years, Mo Luan heard that the Duke’s father was from Beijing Suicheng. This rumor is not true or false, but his appearance is indeed biased towards the east.
Only those light blue eyes were inherited from the mother.
Mo Luan knowingly asked: "I don't understand what you mean."
The Duke smiled, "When I grow up, I have also learned to act stupidly."
Mo Luan: "I was taught by you."
"Oh? This is cursing me around the corner."
Mo Luan pursed his lips and said nothing.
The Duke looked at her and said, "Why didn't you come back for your birthday? I planned to arrange the dance on your birthday."
Mo Luan said: "You are not very clear about my every move, why do you have to ask more about it?"
The Duke's light blue eyes were like ice glowing with blue light. It wasn't how cold it was, it was just natural.
After a long while, he smiled, "Let's take a look, I said that the changes have been great, not only learned to act dumb, but also learned to be ironic."
Mo Luan still pressed his lips and didn't say a word, but the slender phoenix eyes did not move away.
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The Duke seemed bored, and picked up the book he had left on the table again.
Turning over, he said: "With blood brothers, don't you recognize your father who raised you?"
Mo Luan said, "Do you have to say these useless words? You know I have always had no patience."
"Sit down." The Duke was calm, he was always stable.
He is the master of Landingburg, a person whom many people admire and fear.
And no matter what happened to him, his face remained unchanged, deep and majestic.
Mo Luan sat down on the chair on the right, and the Duke asked, "Why do you rush to see me? What do you want to know?"
"My life experience, your secret."
The Duke smiled again. His smile was very official. It seemed that he often used this expression to meet guests, and he was used to it.
However, in front of the adopted daughter he raised by one hand, there was a sense of reality.
He said, "Luan, do you know why I let you leave when you were ten?"
Without waiting for Mo Luan to say anything, he said again: "I want you to go out and practice. You are my carefully crafted jade. Just like a heart-to-heart, you are an existence that can cause a sensation in the world."
Mo Luan's slender phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "You know I've been chased by people."
The Duke did not answer clearly. He said: "I hope you can settle your matter by yourself."
Mo Luan looked at him, "Look carefully, am I still the same me as before?"
The Duke said: "You will always be you, Mo Luan will always be you, not someone else."
Mo Luan looked at him for a few seconds, pondering what he said.
The Duke spoke again, "Didn't you already check your life experience? Just work harder."
Mo Luan gritted his teeth, only the person in front of him could not be beaten by her and could not resist.
She believes that as long as she moves, she will be rubbed against the ground.