: Chapter 29: A Diao's Sister Midelle

"Mideel, do you have any impression of the name Linda or Lin Chaoying?"
"No, who are they?"
"A Diao! Where's A Diao? Any impressions."
Midale was puzzled: "I... don't know, I don't seem to have an impression, but when you say this name, my heart trembled and I was a little bit sad."
"A Diao...A Diao..., brother-in-law, who is A Diao? Is it me?"
Zhuo Yang touched her head distressedly: "In fact, brother-in-law doesn't know that this universe is too magical and human beings are too small." He stood up and looked up at the deep sky. "But I'm pretty sure that Kou Kou and Kou Kou are lovers in the reincarnation of fate, then you must also be our younger sister and sister in two lives."
Midale smiled sweetly, just like her name.
This conversation took place at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain more than half a year ago. Today Midale came to see her brother-in-law again, in London.
Midale is 22 years old this year, a glamorous girl and a big beauty. She is now a junior at Trinity Cambridge and the devil in the college.
Midale had always been a little fan of her cousin. She had to learn everything about Kokoo, so she had planned to also go to Hanover Keithman Business School after graduating from high school. His own brother Jefflin Swinburne also graduated from there.
But when they graduated from high school three years ago, the sisters were off inexplicably jealous. Midelle didn’t want to go to the Keithman School of Business to follow in the footsteps of her cousin, so she pouted to the most traditional university in the circle, Cambridge III. One.
Midale's personality is much more outgoing and more public than Kou Kou. In a few days, she can no longer be put under the title of ‘big sister’s head’, and she is directly incarnate as a Cambridge devil. Regardless of which family's eldest son and daughter, which country's prince and grandson princess, do not dare to follow the order.
Today, taking advantage of the winter vacation to return to school but the school has not yet started, Midale led classmates 20 and 30, 70 kilometers south of the mighty charter flight from Cambridgeshire to Selhurst Park in London.
The classmates of the handsome men and beautiful girls were very happy to see Zhuo Yang. Only Marcus Friedrich was a little worried, because Midel threatened to'let my brother-in-law smoke you' many times.
Marcus and Midale are in the same class and are from the Hohenzollern family in Germany. A hundred years ago, Hohenzollern was the royal family of Germany and Prussia, but now the throne is gone, the same as Habsburg.
There are not too many suitors for a lady of the sky like Midale, among which Marcus is the most persistent. But there are not many noble children who know how to chase girls. Two years ago, Midale wore a new Irish style'StewartParvin' sweater to show off. As a result, the low-mouthed Marcus laughed and said that she was red and green like a parrot. Almost cried Midale, and then kept yelling, "Waiting for my brother-in-law to come and smoke you."
Stupid children are so mean, in fact, they think it can attract the attention of girls, and no experienced scumbag can do such things.
"You're Marcus from Hohenzollern's house? Come on, let's talk." She pulled her arm to the side with her neck between her arms, and Midale leaned forward and closed with a smile.
"Hello, Baron John, it's a great honor..."
"Don't, we young people are together, it's very boring to talk about knighthood." Marcus is an earl, and Zhuo Yang suffers from it.
"All right. Mr. Zhuo Yang, it's a great honor..."
"Don't worry about making a relationship first." Spread his left hand open in front of Marcus. "what is this?"
"……hand."
"anything else?"
Marcus: "..."
"This is the hand of a pianist."
"Oh……"
"This is also the hand of a professional athlete."
"Oh……"
"But the best thing with this hand is to make big-eared posts." Zhuo Yang asked Marcus kindly: "Have you ever seen a pianist beat someone?"
"...No." Marcus's cheeks were shaking.
"I won't smoke you today. It's the first time I met. But next time I hear Midel complaining, no matter who is right or wrong, for whatever reason, tusk, it's a pity for your face."
Marcus's calf is weak: "Zhuo Yang...Mr. I like...Midele..., but you...this will spoil her..."
Zhuo Yang raised his hand and gave Marcus a pot sticker on the back of his head. "Fuck, you're so stupid." Pull him around and look at Midale over there.
"You kid show me carefully, isn't such a beautiful woman like a flower, isn't it worth spoiling? You don't even have the heart to spoil her, so what are you talking about chasing girls?"
After that, it is another pot sticker.
Marcus, who was being trained, seemed to understand a little bit. Although Zhuo Yang stared at him fiercely was still shaking, he nodded slightly.
"Remember, Marcus, let's not take this as an example. I am not joking with you." There was a trace of murderous in the words, and the noble son almost urinated.
Marcus Friedrich is actually quite good. No matter his family background or his own character, he has no choice but Zhuo Yang still shook his head and said to Midale: "No, no, even a little resistance in front of me. You don’t have the courage, no man, no way."
Midale laughed out of breath. "Brother-in-law, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, look at your fierce appearance just now. It's not surprising that Marcus is not afraid. You are a person who has been angry with the prince and scared the crown prince. Who dares to resist you? Hahaha..."
Although the noble son of the wealthy family is not bad, he is directly transformed into a chicken and shingle dog compared with Wang Zhe, who is immortal in his heart.
Only a character like Junior Brother Wang Zhe can be worthy of my sister A Diao, but now in this muddy world, there are no such immortals. I had no choice but to...
It’s needless to say how stunning Midale’s jealous looks made the gangsters of Manchester City amazing, it’s just that the marquise added the identity of the countess, and it immediately made the group feel that the young models and actresses who had been complacent at home could be sold to the mountains. . Compared with those vulgar fans, Midale's style is ridiculously high.
If you are bold, Leroy Sane summoned up the courage to ask Zhuo Yang: "Brother Zhuo, can I keep your sister-in-law, Miss Midel's phone number?"
Zhuo Yang squinted at him: "Why, want to chase?"
"Not sure if this is possible?"
"Yes, of course." Before Sane was overjoyed, Zhuo Yang said again: "Mideel is both my sister-in-law and my sister. Anyone can chase her, but if she is a little unhappy, let I know, you have to weigh yourself whether you can carry it or not, and it is best to count how many skins on your body are enough for me to expose. Are you thinking about it?"
The apple muscles on Sane's face were shaking. "Zhuo... Brother Zhuo, let me think about it again... it's okay, Brother Zhuo..."
Where there are swans, toads are always indispensable.
In the windy Selhurst Park stands, twenty or thirty youthful handsome men and women wear Manchester City's sky blue No. 18 jerseys, waving their scarves and singing songs, which is particularly eye-catching.
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