He paused, "Otherwise, I don't mind practicing with you."
The deep meaning of the three words practicing hands is real swords and guns.
Yun Zhijuan, who was threatened by her junior brother, trembled in her heart and became inexplicably guilty.
Apart from a guilty conscience, I feel aggrieved.
Everyone’s wings are stiff, right? Don’t put his leader in the eye, right?
Okay, I won't say anything.
Yun Zhijuan chuckled, with a bit of coldness: "Junior Brother, you heard my insurance sales ringtone when you called me, doesn't it sound good? Would you like to buy some insurance?"
Xiao Qimo cursed secretly in his heart, he was indeed an old naughty boy. He was talking about serious matters, and the other party gave him sloppy eyes.
What is the relationship between the second team and the leader? !
"You, fine." Xiao Qimo ignored him and cut off the phone directly.
Yun Zhijuan, who was on the opposite side, looked at the phone whose screen had been turned off, and spit out severely.
If you don't buy some insurance, then you just wait to be beaten to death by the second team and die alone!
The more he thought about it, the less it was in his heart. The more he got older, the more he cherished his life.
This place of right and wrong, let's leave it to young people early.
He secretly calculated that after the Chixia Sect was resolved, he would convene a meeting of commanders and hold a general meeting.
Otherwise, some misunderstandings will get worse, and his leader may be in danger...
Xiao Qimo hung up the phone and returned to the living room. He raised his eyes to see Lu Mian standing in the center in anguish, poking his chin with his finger, revealing a look of dazedness he rarely saw.
Xiao Qimo thought that she was so cute. He walked forward and gently wrapped her waist and pecked the the cheek: "Baby, what are you thinking about?"
The gentle voice summoned Lu Mian back from her mind. Lu Mian turned in Xiao Qimo's arms and looked at the man face to face.
She opened her mouth, rarely when she hesitated.
"What's wrong, something happened?"
Xiao Qimo was still laughing, enjoying her girlish emotions.
Soon, he heard Lu Mian's weak and even helpless tone, and said slowly: "Director Qi, I seem to have another vest."
Xiao Qimo's smile froze at the corners of his mouth, and the hands around Lu Mian's waist also tightened abruptly.
"What vest?"
The man pretended to be calm and asked patiently.
Lu Mian curled his eyebrows, "Well, the master of the Mercenary League...like me."
Quiet, deadly quiet.
After a long while, the hands on Lu Mian's waist suddenly dropped weakly. Xiao Qimo stared at the girl in front of him tightly, pressing an indescribable emotion and asked, "What is like?"
Lu Mian pursed his lips and said nothing.
Xiao Qimo turned his gaze to Mo Vana faintly. Looking at Mo Vana's dog-like expression, he knew that this matter had nothing to do with him.
Mo Fan immediately offered his mobile phone without any trouble, "Master Mo, I am also very illusory about this matter."
Mo Vana vaguely told Xiao Qimo the whole thing, and the more it came to the end, the harder Xiao Qimo's facial features became.
Mo Fan hurriedly cared, "Master Mo, are you okay?"
Lu Mian also cared about him very much: "Baby Mo, are you okay?"
It's okay.
Xiao Qimo stood upright, looking at the group photo for a long time, unable to return to his senses.
It's okay.
Some blows will numb when hitting.
Lu Mian was very distressed and helpless.
She really didn't mean it this time, and she didn't even know she had this identity.
No wonder Tao Yuanpeng was so polite to himself, leaving his phone number and saying that he was on call. That was the reason.
Lu Mian suddenly wanted to understand, when he was assassinated by those mercenaries, why in the end the mercenary looked at her so shocked.
At this time, the environmental protection volunteer mercenaries who were still working at the N pole shed two rows of icicle-like tears in grief.
regret.
The person concerned has a special regret.
Xiao Qimo made a stiff expression. He fixedly stared at Lu Mian, not believing that there was such an outrageous thing in the world.
In other words, from the bottom of his heart, he was unwilling to accept the fact that his wife had added another layer of identity.
Moreover, this identity is too big and deeply involved.
Xiao Qimo calmly analyzed: "Is it possible, you just have a simple meal with them?"
"Yes, it's possible, but I can't remember." Lu Mian said this relentlessly.
Soon, the phone in her pocket vibrated twice, because it was not a special sound, Lu Mian took it out and looked at it.
The text message was sent by Tao Yuanpeng, and it said: [I was in the hospital and just got off the operating table. Believe in your eyes, you are driving me down, the new master. 】
The word rush is used very cleverly.
Lu Mian still did not remember what happened at that time, and replied: [Are you sure? 】
Tao Yuanpeng's reply was even more decisive: [I'm sure, I'm so sure! 】
Immediately, the other party sent several x-ray pictures in succession, followed by another message.
[The first is a film of three broken ribs, the second is a film of shattered my calf, and the third is a film of water in the shoulder joint. Thanks to you, I will never admit you wrong in my life. 】
The other party looked very angry in his words, but Lu Mian analyzed that Tao Yuanpeng was just a way of expression.
Tao Yuanpeng was still facing her.
Lu Mian showed Tao Yuanpeng's words to Xiao Qimo and Mo Fan, and said apologetically: "It seems that I am really their master."
Movan was so injured that he squatted to the side and drew circles.
Xiao Qimo held the phone tightly, almost squeezing the small screen off.
"Director Qi, I really didn't mean it this time." The girl was still explaining.
Whether it was deliberate or not is no longer important to Xiao Qimo, what matters is the result.
He forced himself to accept this fact. After digesting himself, he gave a numb smile: "Look at my expression, do you seem familiar?"
Lu Mian nodded with a guilty conscience.
It seems that Director Qi laughed like this the last time she revealed the night bridge vest.
And last time Milu's vest...
"Anyway, Director Qi, you want to drive a little bit." A straightforward girl, online counseling.
Xiao Qimo nodded, yes, he really wants to drive a bit.
He has such an almighty wife, he must be ready to drop her vest at any time.
Numb.
So be it.
He wanted to see what kind of vest Lu Mian could burst out!
