Austin could sit on his brother-in-law's lap, with his pen in his hand, and paint freely on white paper.

Although the talent of painting is not as good as Wendy's sister, she is still in the eye.

A piece of paper, the front and back are finished, and the meeting is over.

Sikong Yulian picked up the little turnip head and went out.

"Who sent you?"

Austin hugged his neck and listened to his question, then he remembered the forgotten Oriental Mu Xi, "no, Austin forgot his little aunt..."

Sikong Yulian said:

This big man, you can forget it. Austin, you are so good!

Back to the office in a hurry, Dongfang Muxi was sitting on the sofa. Maybe she was bored waiting. There was a basic magazine on the tea table. She was looking at one.

Hearing the sound, she looked up from the magazine, and it was obvious that she was relieved, "brother Yu Lian, you have finally finished the meeting."

"It's been a long time, hasn't it?" Sikong Yulian came to her, naturally took her into her arms, bowed her head, and dropped a kiss on her smooth forehead, "why don't you tell me first that the meeting can be moved back, so you don't have to wait a long time."

"It's OK. It's urgent."

Oriental Muxi, with a red face, reached out to cover Austin's dark eyes and stood on tiptoe and gave him a kiss on his beautiful face.

"Well?" Sikong yuankong's face was full of doubts, "what's so urgent?"

Austin, who was covered with her eyes, howled unhappily, "ouch, Austin wants to kiss too!"

"Good, kiss!" Sikong Yu Lian pinched his chin with one hand and gave a few kisses on his fleshy face, "is that enough?"

Austin haughtily lifted his chin, insisted less than three seconds, then turned his head to smile.

Oriental Muxi picked up one of his hands, played and pinched in his hands, lowered his head, and did not know where to start.

"Muxi, say it, I'm ready."

There must be something to say.

Oriental Mu Xi looked at him with adoration on his face, with pink bubbles in his eyes, "brother Yu Lian, how do you know I have something to say?"

Sikong Yulian said:

My heart is written on my face, and I don't have to guess.

You can see through it at a glance!

"Well, here's the thing." Oriental Muxi took a look at Austin, then looked up at him pitifully: "Austin and I are going back to London together..."

Sikong Yu Lian curled his lips and sneered, "Austin, go, you stay."

Like a little schoolboy, Austin shook his head and pondered on it. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"Uncle, do you dislike Austin

Sikong Yulian perfunctorily kiss him, a little persuasive way: "No."

Austin clenched his fist in shame and indignation

After sitting down, Oriental Muxi comforted Sikong Yulian for nearly half an hour.

This trip to London, one is to send Austin, the other is to see ran Chun.

Ran Chun and Dongfang Haoran are in the Earl's castle, in Gibran's research room.

Oriental Muxi thought that she was also almost disfigured, and has always insisted on coming.

Her personal experience may be able to comfort ran Chun and make her confident to continue treatment.

Sikong Yulian's face is very smelly, Austin arched in his arms, "little uncle, don't be angry, don't be angry with your little aunt, OK?"

"You are a good novelist."

Oriental Mu Xi pulls his sleeve, gently shakes, coquettish.

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