Realizing that Gu Beixian was angry, Mo He quickly explained: "Brother Xian, don't be angry, I don't regard Miss Su as a woman. In my eyes, she is the secret book producer, the soul figure who fulfills my master's last wish, protects She is my responsibility."
This was the first time that Gu Beixian met such a stubborn and weird person, even more stubborn than A Yao.
There is only one word to describe him, "Gen".
Stubborn, upright, tactless, and stubborn.
No man can bear to have his wife clinging to her all day long by a young, good-looking, good-looking man who has to fasten her seat belt, open the car door, and hold her hand to support her.
Gu Beixian said: "My house has a lot of houses. I can arrange a place for you to live. Stay away from my wife in the future."
Mo He was anxious, "That won't work. If she has an accident, breaks her arm, or loses her memory, my master's secret book will be useless."
Gu Beixian wanted to tape his mouth!
A good person, but he has a crow's mouth!
Gu Beixian suppressed his emotions and looked at Su Hua, "You should go home first. Xiao Xingyan misses you. I will take this kid out for a walk."
Su Hua raised her finger and pointed at her forehead.
That means, his brain circuit is different from ours, don't be tough, we can't beat him, we have to outsmart him.
Gu Beixian understood and nodded.
Su Hua said: "By the way, I sent someone to take him to get a haircut and buy some clothes. This outfit is too ostentatious."
"good."
Gu Beixian leaned over and sat in the car and said to Mo He, "Get in the car."
Mo He responded and bent down to sit next to him.
Gu Beixian moved towards the car window and stayed away from him.
The driver started the car.
Gu Beixian turned his head and glanced at Mo He, "Where have you been living these days?"
Mo He said truthfully: "I stayed in a nearby hotel at night and meditated on the big tree outside your villa during the day. I was afraid that Miss Su would run away and stop writing secret books for me."
Gu Beixian, "...!"
I had the urge to punch him.
After a moment of pause, Gu Beixian asked, "How old are you this year?"
The implication is that he is so childish and underage, right?
Mo He didn't know that he was yin and yang, so he said seriously: "Twenty something, I don't know the specific number, but he is younger than you anyway."
Gu Beixian, who was connoted, his eyes darkened, "You are such a big man and you don't even know your own age? You can't really be from which dynasty?"
Mo He was puzzled, "What is time travel?"
"It means crossing time and space, such as people from ancient times traveling to modern times."
"No, Master was very old when he adopted me. It's normal to not remember my age. Besides, people who practice martial arts don't stick to trivial matters."
Gu Beixian felt that Mo He was trying to explain his formality in a roundabout way.
Glancing at his long hair, Gu Beixian asked: "Your hair is so long, how many years have you not cut it? Doesn't your gang have a barber shop? Or do you usually live in a cave, eating hair and drinking blood?"
"Of course there is a barber shop. We live in a house and eat cooked meat. In the last few years of his life, my master was in poor health and had to live in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to recuperate. I stayed with him almost every step of the way and had no time to go down the mountain to get a haircut. Later, It’s time, I…”
Mo He suddenly became silent.
He lowered his head and stared at his toes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
Gu Beixian asked: "What, do you miss your master? If you miss him, go down there and see him. You are so good at it that even the Lord of Hell is afraid of you."
Mo He ignored his ridicule, lowered his eyelashes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, before he died, he looked back and saw that my hair was long and messy, so he wanted to comb it. After combing it, he held the comb motionless. , breathed out...
After a pause, Mo He took a deep breath, "Every time I go to the barber shop, I can't help it. I always feel that this hair is the last connection between me and my master. It seems to still have the warmth of my master's fingers on it. I cut it." , it’s gone. Even if you tell me, you don’t understand this feeling.”
Gu Beixian was not sure whether he was telling the truth or a lie.
But I saw tears splashing on the carpet of the car drop by drop.
It shouldn't be fake.
I was quite disgusted with him at first, but now I don't know why, I'm not so disgusted anymore.
Gu Beixian pulled out a tissue and handed it to him. His voice became gentler unconsciously, "Okay, stop crying. I'm not going to the barber shop. I'm going to buy you some clothes."
Mo He took the tissue and wiped his tears with a wet voice, "Thank you, Brother Xian. I have money, a lot. I will take out the money for the fare and clothes and return it to you."
"No, it's not lacking."
Gu Beixian took him to a nearby mall to buy some casual clothes.
Today is the weekend.
In the afternoon, there are the most people in the mall.
Gu Beixian and Mo He, one is a good-looking and domineering CEO, and the other looks like the leading actor in a costume drama.
As he walked, he attracted many people to watch, mostly women.
Since Mo He came down the mountain, he has long been used to being watched by people because of his strange clothes.
Gu Beixian was a little unhappy, so he took out his sunglasses and put them on, and led Mo He to randomly choose some casual clothes, regardless of whether he looked good or not.
Fortunately, this guy has good foundation and doesn't look bad in anything he wears.
He went to the fitting room and put on new clothes. When he came out, Mo He folded the brocade black robe he had changed into.
The boards were folded upright and meticulously, and then carefully put into the packaging bag.
It was as if the black robe was a dragon robe.
Gu Beixian couldn't help but ask: "Is this dress made of gold, or was it worn by an emperor before?"
Mo He said: "It was a gift from my master, and it is the same as our ancestor. Master hopes that I can become a peerless master like our ancestor, eliminate harm for the people, promote justice, and protect our family and country."
"I suggest you go to the Ministry of National Security, which is more suitable for you."
"I went and was kicked out as mentally ill."
Gu Beixian looked away, it was very difficult to hold back his laughter.
He smiled, but somehow felt a little pitiful about him.
Kong has a lot of skills, but because he lives in the mountains with his master and is isolated from the world, he is out of tune with contemporary society.
He had been too dependent on his master since he was a child. Once his master died, he became an orphan, floating around in this world like a rootless duckweed.
Fortunately, he has good skills. Otherwise, with his character and emotional intelligence, he would inevitably encounter difficulties and misfortunes in today's society.
Arriving on the first floor, passing by the cosmetics counter, Gu Beixian picked out another set of men's skin care products for him.
After asking the bodyguard to swipe his card to pay, Gu Beixian realized belatedly that this was not his style.
He went so far as to make things even better for his love rival.
In the past, he would never have been able to do it.
When he saw that the mobile phone Mo He was using was a Nokia long-standby elderly phone, Gu Beixian felt compassion again and took him to a nearby mobile phone store to pick out the latest Huawei model for him.
Mo He used a smartphone for the first time. It was very new. He held the phone and started studying it.
Gu Beixian said: "Because I've been so good to you, don't try to retaliate against Su Hua, you know? She's my wife, the wife of a friend, and you can't bully her."
Mo He didn't even raise his head, "You're overthinking, I'm not interested in women."
Thinking of what Su Hua said, Gu Beixian's heart skipped a beat, "Why, are you interested in me? I'm telling you, there's no other way. I only love my wife."
Mo He stared at the phone and said absently: "Don't worry too much, I'm only interested in Xiao Yifeng."
