Vol 3 Chapter 1111: Short-lived happiness

Azi smiled, it turned out that Chief Luo's impulse hasn't changed at all.
"Master Chief, things take your time, don't worry. The little devil is going to play here for a month."
"Why are you playing for so long?"
A Zi's eyes flashed slightly, and she said in a low voice, "Of course I came here to take pictures and spend the'honeymoon'."
Dating for honeymoon...
Luo Wen slowed down: "Isn't it with Aiwen?"
"Hmm..." Azi's tail sound stretched.
"Dylan's dead child hasn't developed yet, right? Ivan likes airports?"
"Puff!" Azi laughed: "Turips and vegetables have their own loves. People like this."
"By the way, how old is Aiwen?"
"The information shows twenty-six."
"Wow, the old cow eats tender grass!"
"...Ivan has been with Dylan for almost ten years. He was a beautiful man at first. Now he has become a half-uncle."
"That's worse, father, girl love..."
"Ahem!" A Zi glanced at Luo Wenchong, "We are not much better. I am much older than you, little brother."
"We are both grown-ups!"
"They are also grown-ups."
"No, no, I didn't mean that," Lowen explained quickly: "I mean we are both mature."
"Dylan is more mature than many kids. Ivan is more reliable than many men in their twenties."
This time, Luo Wenchong had nothing to refute.
Azi took a sip of tea, with a sigh in her tone: "Dylan’s world is filled with dangers that we don’t know. The waves in the interior contain terrifying murderous intents every minute. If it weren’t for these two People together may have died hundreds of millions of times."
"My wife, I think you feel different to Dylan from others. What's the reason?"
A Zi's eyes darkened slightly: "Dylan is 14 years old this year. If my child is not dead, he will be the same age as Dylan."
Luo Wenchong was dumbfounded. He was 14 years old...A Zi had a baby when he was 35 or 21 years old?
Azi smiled: "I was pregnant when I was 23 years old. I am 12 this year, and my age is the same."
Oh……
"My wife, I understand. I will be merciful to Dylan."
"It's not easy for the two of them abroad. They only played here for a month. Try to make these young couple happy."
"Yes, my wife!"
Azi smiled and poured a cup of matcha for Luo Wen: "This tea tastes good. Chief Luo, drink a few more cups."
"Drink a few more glasses and you won't have to sleep tonight."
"Puff!" Azi stroked Luo Wen Chong's face with a finger: "Great Chief, didn't you have to stay up for seven days and seven nights when you were training?"
"...Which lasts seven days and seven nights! If it's a special soldier, it's normal to stay awake for half a month."
A Zi raised her eyebrows: "The Chinese people are just the material of the copper wall and iron wall. Okay, I'm going to go to sleep."
Hearing the word'sleep', Luo Wen's eyes were wide open, and he stretched out his hand and hugged Ah Zi directly in his arms: "Okay, wife, let's go to sleep now!"
A Zi's eyebrows twitched straight, and Luo Wenchong's face was engraved with a big "dirty".
"Don't move!" Dylan pressed Irvine all at once, commanding: "I tell you to stop now, do you hear it?"
Ai Wen was stunned, and gave up the struggle: "Yes, Master."
Dylan wrung out the towel and carefully wiped Alvin's body: "It was my fault to ask you to take action just now."
"Master, it's my lack of ability, it has nothing to do with you."
"That woman knows my weaknesses and also your weaknesses. Together, we have no chance of winning in front of her. From now on, I will deal with her alone."
"Master, let me handle that woman."
"You are not her opponent." Dylan dampened the wet towel again, wringed it out, and gently wiped the blood on the corner of Ivan's mouth: "She is the most terrifying opponent I have ever seen. As long as there is a flaw, it will not even die. know."
Azi's power and speed, now she feels chilly when she thinks about it.
I don't know who her master is. If her master is still there, the existence of this person is no different from the end of the world.
Zi is a harvester of life, and Zi's master is definitely the return of death.
"Does the wound still hurt?" After wiping Alvin several times, Dylan poured out the red water.
"It doesn't hurt anymore." It doesn't hurt, but it's very tired.
"This drug is so toxic, she can still control it freely, what did this woman do before?"
"Master," Irvine looked at Dylan deeply: "Can I get up?"
Dylan carefully helped Alvin up, seeing that Alvin was about to get out of bed, she frowned: "What are you doing?"
"I want to wait for the young master to sleep peacefully."
"What are you waiting for like this!" Dylan's face sank, and his little hands unbuttoned Irving's pants.
"Master!" Ivan was taken aback, pressing Dylan's hand: "You are..."
"What do you want?" Dylan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a dangerous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I just asked you to take off your pants and go to bed."
"Go to bed..." Irwin was stunned: "My bed is over there."
Aiwen pointed to the armchair in another place.
"Your room is next door," Dylan smiled harder, and his hand moved faster: "But tonight, you were injured. The woman said that you have to lie down for one night to recover. So tonight is here. Here, I sleep on my bed."
Alvin took a big breath: "Master, this is not in compliance..."
"What I said is the rules!" Dylan's tone condensed: "Let go!"
Ivan looked at Dylan stupidly, swallowed, and let go of his hand.
Dylan untied his belt and took off his clothes with skill.
I was surprised to see Ivan!
Young Master Dylan seems to have had such ‘experience’ before...
"OK, the pillow is over there, lie down and sleep." Dylan pointed to the head of the bed.
Aiwen lowered his head: "Yes, Master."
Seeing Ivan lay down'ready', Dylan raised a smirk of ‘innocent’ at the corner of his mouth, took off his pajamas, turned off the light, and quickly got into the bed.
"Young Master!" Aiwen exclaimed at the "object" that "smelt" into his arms: "What do you mean..."
"Don't talk! Hold me!"
"..." Ivan only felt his body temperature rise in a straight line, and put his hand trembling on Dylan.
"Hold me tight!" Dylan shouted.
Ivan immediately tightened his hands, holding Dylan and dared not move.
Dylan nestled in Aven’s chest, listening to his heartbeat contentedly.
In his arms is the person who cares the most. Irving's heartbeat speeds up and his breathing becomes quicker, but he dare not say a word.
Dylan lowered his head and grinned, and in front of others, Aiwen, who was serious and unrestrained, was a ‘darker’ in her eyes.
She understood that he could not resist her.
She couldn't resist him either.
"Does this plum taste good?" Yi Yuntian looked at Leng Weiwei a little nervously.
My wife has been vomiting very badly these days and has eaten a lot, but it is not a bad stomach.
If it is sickness, five months should be almost the same, and the baby wife will not be sick until five months later.
"This is good!" Leng Weiwei stuffed several prunes into her mouth at once: "It's delicious."
Hearing the compliments, Yi Yuntian breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I will buy more prunes like this."
"thank you."
Yi Yuntian paused, and touched Leng Weiwei's head: "Little fool, why are you thanking me, I am your husband, I should do things for you."
Leng Weiwei glanced at Yi Yuntian: "Would you like to go out?"
"Well, I have to go out and do something. Come back soon." There is only one farm in the world that produces prunes of this kind, and he has to negotiate an agreement with the owner of that farm.
"Come back for dinner?"
"It's only an hour before dinner, so of course I will come back to eat." Yi Yun kissed Leng Weiwei's forehead: "If you eat the snacks on the table, your husband and I will just be back."
Leng Weiwei pursed her lips: "Don't you eat with customers?"
"...How do you know that I am out to discuss business?"
Leng Weiwei raised her eyebrows: "I just know."
Yi Yuntian is an extremely shrewd businessman. Every time he talks about business with people, his eyes will flash with a wise light.
This kind of ‘light’ fascinated her.
She didn't tell Yi Yuntian this secret, lest the man be arrogant.
Yi Yuntian hurriedly left, Leng Weiwei glanced at the snacks that were all over the counter, dare not to be more than a month away, she would eat into a big fat pig.
It happened that the owner of the farm came to C city, and it took Yi Yuntian fifteen minutes to sign the Ximei agreement with the owner for the next five months.
The owner’s farm is not too big and is not suitable for mass production of dried prunes. He makes such prunes and sells them in the town where he lives. Basically it can only meet the needs of the town. Now Leng Weiwei likes to eat, he has to contract part of it from the farmer.
Seeing that Yi Yuntian personally negotiated with him, the farm owner originally intended to expand production. As long as Yi Yuntian invests, the dried prunes will be shipped every seven days.
Yi Yuntian met the farm owner by chance. At that time, he also felt that the dried prunes produced by the farm owner were unique and tasted good. Sales in the small town are also very optimistic.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, you can try to implement the first round of investment plans.
Then, he got dozens of packages of dried prunes from the farmer.
The workers moved the dried prunes to the trunk of Yi Yuntian's car. Taking advantage of about half an hour, Yi Yuntian parked the car and went back to buy things elsewhere, trying to make Leng Weiwei happy.
When he first entered a large supermarket, he saw a figure quickly flashed to his car, took out the syringe, and dripped the liquid in the syringe into the driver's seat of the car.
Then leave quickly.
"Madam, do you want to have dinner?" the servant asked Leng Weiwei politely.
Leng Weiwei glanced at the time. It was exactly six o'clock. Didn't Yi Yuntian say that she was coming back for dinner?
She thought for a while, took her cell phone, and dialed Yi Yuntian's cell phone.
The phone is connected, but no one answers it.
Could it be that Yi Yuntian is busy with something?
"Wait for a while."
"Yes, ma'am."
Five minutes later, Leng Weiwei called Yi Yuntian's phone again, and the phone continued to ring, but no one answered.
At the moment when the phone's ringtone was about to disappear, the phone was connected.
"Husband, why don't you listen to the phone? Did something happen?" Leng Weiwei couldn't wait to ask.