As a man, is God the most longing for?

Of course, he has a virtuous and capable wife at home and a charming and charming lover outside the home.

Gongsun Qingqing is a charming and enchanting lover. Zhang Moqian has already tasted the taste of her body. The taste of this woman is something that other women cannot have.

So, when Gongsun Qingqing said she wanted to be his lover, Zhang Moqian was excited.

Such a beautiful girl said she wanted to be your lover, how could you not be excited? When it was okay, it was so pleasant that the two of them made love in the hotel together.

At this moment, Zhang Moqian felt that the desert heart was worth it.

Han Xiaolan had already left Dubai and went to Suhang. The two of them had no scruples, went downstairs to have dinner and went shopping together... They continued to go crazy at night, and Zhang Moqian even doubted whether he would be exhausted if he lived with Gongsun Qingqing like this.

Although Gongsun Qingqing likes the carefree time now, she knows that she has to go back.

They booked a flight ticket to Lanzhou directly, which was still in first class. The two took a helicopter from the sailing hotel tarmac to Dubai Airport. After more than eight hours of travel, the two returned to Lanzhou safely.

Gongsun family mansion.

During dinner, Gongsun Qingqing still picked up food for Zhang Moqian. Although the look of looking at Zhang Moqian was a little concealed, it was still seen by the old fox, who lived like a human spirit. He had experienced too much at such age. It can be said that he ate more salt than Zhang Moqian and the others. He could not tell the meaning in his daughter's eyes.

It seems that my daughter really fell in love with this Zhang family man in her twenties.

Dinner is over.

Mr. Gongsun called Gongsun Qingqing into the study.

After taking his baby's daughter into the study, he closed the door.

"Dad, what are you going to say? It's so mysterious?" Gongsun Qingqing smiled sweetly and took the initiative to make tea. She was born in the Gongsun family. She has been very accomplished in making tea since she was a child and can make good tea.

"Qingqing, tell me the truth, have you fallen in love with that boy from the Zhang family?" Mr. Gongsun said seriously.

"Dad, what did you say? How could it be?" Gongsun Qingqing was anxious and her eyes dodged. After all, she was so old that it was really embarrassing to fall in love with a man as young as Zhang Moqian. Besides, she was already a wife, and the relationship between her and Zhang Moqian was planned to know heaven and earth, Zhang Moqian knew.

"Qingqing, you are my daughter. I grew up watching you grow up." Mr. Gongsun smiled bitterly and said, "I know you. If you don't like him, will you look at him with that look?"

"Dad...I..." Gongsun Qingqing opened her mouth.

"Qingqing, you don't have to hide it from me." Mr. Gongsun waved his hand and said, "You made you suffer for the sake of the Gongsun family. Dad knows that you don't love Xia Longfeng, and he Xia Longfeng doesn't love you either. You two have no happiness at all when you are together."

"Dad, Qingqing is fine." Gongsun Qingqing smiled and shook her head.

"Silly girl, you have paid too much for this family." Old Master Gongsun sighed and snorted coldly: "Your eldest brother and second brother, they are afraid of death and do not look like a man from the Gongsun family. It's a pity that you are a daughter. If you are a man, you will definitely be the master of the Gongsun family in the future."

"Dad, this is what Qingqing should do. We are relatives."

"Relatives? Haha, we are relatives." Mr. Gongsun suddenly narrowed his eyes: "Qingqing, you can pursue your own happiness."

"What does it mean?" Gongsun Qingqing was stunned.

"Dad allows you to be with the Zhang family boy."

"What?" Gongsun Qingqing was shocked. She is now Xia Longfeng's wife. Although she has lost her husband and wife since she gave birth to a child, the Xia family is one of the five major families in the capital. How could she be with Zhang Moqian?

"Of course, it will take some time." Mr. Gongsun said in a deep voice: "If I had a good chat, there would be a huge change in the Xia family. At that time, maybe the Xia family will not be the Xia family now."

"Besides, you can get divorced after getting married." Mr. Gongsun looked at Gongsun Qingqing with a loving look: "You have paid so much for your family, it's time to find your own happiness."

Gongsun Qingqing was stunned again.

Her own happiness? Can she really have it?

When Gongsun Qingqing left the study, she still couldn't calm down for a long time. She went downstairs and looked at Zhang Moqian, who was playing Goji with her mother in the living room.

"What's wrong?"

"My dad asked you to go to the study room." Gongsun Qingqing said.

"I'll go?"

Zhang Moqian's eyes lit up. Mr. Gongsun had told him before that if he could protect Gongsun Qingqing from Dubai, the old man would tell him a secret about the Xia family.

In fact, Zhang Moqian also guessed the reason for this trip to Dubai so calm and safe, because of Gu Yuexian... Gu Yuexian expressed his position to support Gongsun Qingqing, so no matter how brave the competitor is, he would not dare to attack Gongsun Qingqing, right? He angered Gu Yuexian in Dubai and could not afford to take advantage of it.

"Old man, are you looking for me?" Zhang Moqian walked closer to the study and said respectfully.

"kindness."

At this time, Mr. Gongsun was opening rice paper, preparing pen, ink, paper and ink, and writing calligraphy.

"Zhang Moqian, come and help me grind it."

Zhang Moqian nodded and walked over to help. The pen, ink, paper and ink were all high-end products, especially the ink. It smelled a fragrance that made people feel happy.

The old man held his breath and began to write.

Yan Shu? Fisherman's Apology

The sound of the painting drums is dim and dawn, and time only helps people grow old. Seek a shallow joy, the wind is good, and the tune is revealed, and the gods are proud of the fisherman. The green water is lingering and the sky is gone, and how can you live a long life? Don’t be sad to laugh when you come drunk, you must believe in what will happen in the world.

The old man's calligraphy is very good, and his pen is so powerful that after writing this calligraphy, he sighed: "I'm old, I'm old... Now, it's the world of you young people."

"Are you old?"

Zhang Moqian smiled and said, "Old man, you are less than seventy years old?"

"It's sixty-nine." Old Master Gongsun sighed.

"Old man, don't you mind writing a calligraphy, do you?" Zhang Moqian suddenly smiled.

"Oh? Yes."

Mr. Gongsun handed the brush in his hand to Zhang Moqian.

Zhang Moqian spread the rice paper himself.

Hold your pen, dip ink, hold your breath and concentrate!

The moment his fingers fell on rice paper, it seemed as if he had been integrated into a wonderful state, and everything around him no longer existed, only him and pen, ink, paper and ink.

The old man's eyes narrowed, and his eyes looked at Zhang Moqian began to become serious.

The state of selflessness!

In terms of calligraphy attainments, there are very few people who can reach the state of selflessness. If the entire Huaxia can reach this state, you can count it with one hand. Above the state of selflessness, there is the legendary state of unity between man and nature.

It is said that calligraphy written in the realm of unity between man and nature can drive away evil spirits, and it is exciting after reading it.

Zhang Moqian has reached the state of selflessness at such an age. It is possible that he can reach the legendary state of unity between man and nature by time.

Zhang Moqian's hand was very fast, and the tip of the pen was slashing on the rice paper, flowing clouds and water, waving in a simplicity.

Sweat beads gradually emerged from his forehead.

When he finished his last stroke, he was almost exhausted. Writing a good piece of calligraphy is sometimes more tiring than doing intense exercise, especially writing cursive script.

Zhang Moqian felt that his fatigue was like fighting Gongsun Qingqing all night. If Zhang Yiqun knew that he would write calligraphy and make love, he would not know that he would be angry to death.

Zhang Moqian wrote a poem by Xin Qiji.

"Yonghui Le? Nostalgia for the ancients of Beiguting, Jingkou"

The world of eternal powers, heroes are found in Sun Zhong’s plan. The dance pavilions and singing platforms are always blown away by the wind. The setting sun is grass and trees, ordinary alleys and streets. The human beings say that the slaves once lived. I remember that in those days, the swords and iron horses were so angry that they were like tigers.

Yuanjia has a grass and sealed the wolf's residence, winning the north. Forty-three years, I still remember the beacons and the road to Yangzhou. It is worth looking back. Under the Buddha's temple, there is a piece of divine crows. Who asked: Lian Po is old, can he still eat?

Mr. Gongsun was completely shocked!

After a long time, he took a deep breath: "Good words, good Lian Po is old, can you still eat!"

Mr. Gongsun looked at this calligraphy for a long time, then he turned his gaze on Zhang Moqian and looked at him with an admiration: "It is worthy of being the son of Zhang Yiqun and Tang Youyang. He is better than the blue than the blue. I think I can entrust Qingqing to you."

"What?"
Chapter completed!