Chapter 213: The boss of the final article, hello forty

"Third, and most importantly - I want you to guarantee that after the event, I can safely quit the world." Wen Ruwei sneered at Jiang Feng and shook his wrist into a bracelet. He smiled at him. "Catch my assistant. How can you prepare me to believe, your sincerity?"
Jiang Feng’s eyes condensed and said:
I can reassign a candidate for you.

Wen Ruo shook his head: "No, I only believe in Jiang Shaohua now."
Jiang Feng is confined, sinking for a long while, taking a sip of cigars slowly: "Miss Wen, your request, I need to consider, I will give you a reply before lunch."
Wen Ru is in the chest, sitting on the high back chair, smiling and nodding at him.
......
The real world, Jiang Zhai. The butler stood outside Jiang Shaohua, took out the key and opened the lock on the door: "Young master, the master let you go."
Jiang Shaohua, who is facing the door, sat on the edge of the bed and carefully wiped the photo frame in his hand. He whispered and continued to move. Until the mirror light can be seen, he put his end on the bedside table before he got up and went out.
In the photo, Shen Liyun's clothes are dignified and temperamental, and Jiang Shaohua, who holds a master's uniform, smiles very brightly.
Jiang Shaohua went downstairs behind the housekeeper, entered the basement, passed through the heavily guarded iron gates, and finally came to the research site carefully arranged by Jiangfeng.
The hall was lit up with three white sheets of white paper in the center, and the people on the bed were still asleep. Jiang Shaohua walked across the river and was as warm as it was, and finally settled at the end of Jiang Feng’s bed.
There are deep vertical lines between Jiangfeng's eyebrows, and there is no such sultry look. Under the light, his muscles are slack and old, and there is no difference with an ordinary old man.
Jiang Shaohua is a bit embarrassed. He couldn't remember the last time his father showed his appreciation to him. Is it 19 or 23?
It seems that after Shen Liyun passed away, especially after he refused to surrender the shares of Shen's family according to his will, Jiang Feng was not willing to see him.
He occasionally should go home, Jiang Feng is not cold-eyed, or he is dull. Jiang Shaohua always thought that he had lived up to his father's expectations. It was his failure to carry forward his father's career under his hands.
Jiang Shaohua is not willing to speculate on his father, but in the subconscious world of Jiang Li, he personally looked at their father, how to step by step to eliminate stumbling blocks, how the six parents do not recognize the relatives around them. Whenever this time, Jiang Shaohua felt extremely shameful...
Perhaps it was his silence for too long, the butler came back and whispered to remind him that Jiang Shaohua had returned to God and silently followed his footsteps to a row of instruments. The person who sat in front of him quickly got up and gave the position to Jiang Shaohua.
Jiang Shaohua sat down, put on headphones, and heard the sound of Jiang Feng in the receiver.
"Wen is appointed to be your assistant, I have already agreed, after she has reached my request, you can pick her up. Wen is a very talented person, I am going to recruit her into Jiang after the event. ""
Jiang Shaohua silent for a moment, asked: "When is the time, Xiaoli?"
There was a long silence on the earpiece, and then Jiang Feng cut off the contact unilaterally. The meaning of the words is self-evident.
Jiang Shaohua was very disappointed. Therefore, after the intimate embedding on the link, she asked him when Jiang Feng’s contactor was worn, Jiang Shaohua did not hesitate to use the image and wrote a few words in her palm.
Left hand, watch.
......
In the basement, just like Jiang Shaohua in the real world, Wen Ru is walking through an iron gate. The difference is that the person who leads the road is Jiang Feng. His pace is steady and he is not ill. In front of the last door, Jiang Feng suddenly stopped and turned to reveal a meaningful smile to Wen Ru.
"good luck."
Wen Rumei faintly returned a smile, stepped over him and pushed the door into it.
Inside the door is a large suite, which is fully furnished and gently walks through the living room, and you can see the river sitting on the single sofa.
There was a cup of hot coffee on the small glass coffee table at hand. He was wearing a loose casual dress with a black shirt with dark lines. He looked worse than the day she left, a bit pale.
Hearing the sound, Jiang looked through a book and didn't lift his head. He said coldly: "I won't give you something, old man, you still die."
Wen Ruo raised his mouth and wanted to laugh, and his heart was so powerful that he quickly stepped over and leaned over and hugged him.
"How come you are so stupid? When someone asks you to come, you come. You are not very opinional, are you planning, where are the fierce and Qingkui dead?" Wen Ru is so distressed that he does not care for himself, but he also blurted out. Unconsciously brought a bit of blame.
Jiang couldn’t help but be her, stiff and awkward, slowly looking at her hair.
His lips twitched for a moment, and he was helpless. "It’s my own coming. It’s not about them. It’s you. If you want to run, run away a bit and come back.

Wen Ruhong looked up and stared at him. "If you don't call Jiang Shaohua, the ghost is willing to come here!"
Jiang looked at her red eyes, for a long time, sneer, he slowly let go, let the open book slide to the floor, lifted his fingers and touched the warm cheeks, whispering softly: " This is good, the old guy who is cheap Jiangfeng, and we will take us out of the net without any effort..."
Wen Ruo, who still doesn't know what he is thinking, is not a place suitable for the two people to complain about, but has to start.
"You still laughed, I am so happy when I run back to find you?"
"Well, I am very happy." Jiang Li pulled her down and held her tightly. The deeper the lips and smiles. At the moment he stepped into the room, he only thought about letting Wen live. He didn't believe that the girl would die if she died, but as long as there is a thousandth chance, Jiang will not take risks.
He just obeyed his own mind, but the river never imagined that Wen would come.
"You can come back to me, I am very happy." He whispered.
Wen Ru really didn't want to get tired of him, but he couldn't bear to push him up, he had to adjust his posture, sit on the river and let him hold him more comfortably, and then get down to business: "Now everyone knows, the piece on your neck. The stone is very important. It doesn't make sense to lick me again. Don't you want to tell me clearly?"
Jiang smiled, licking the warm waist, relaxing himself, leaning against the back of the sofa: "In fact, there is nothing, just with you for a long time, slowly, sometimes there will be some unexpected illusions. It seems like there is Another person, who looks like me, lives a life similar to mine, some things I have done, some things that I have not done. Every time these things happen, the stones will be hot. ""
"Since you have seen it, you should know that what I said to you before is true." Wen Rumei frowned, still remembering his escape, counting and remembering the night he was drunk, continued to ask, "Your 30th night, your stone is hot, what did you see that day?"
Jiang looked at her from a biased head, his eyes were deep and soft, his smile was long, and Wen was so flustered by his endlessness.

Seeing our cave room,
Jiang’s dark-eyed scorpion stared intently at her faint eyes.
Seeing you wearing a red bride’s dress and sneaking up my bed.

"...!!" Wen was so coughed by his sudden words.
What did he see Su light dust? ! I still haven't thought about how to pick it up. Jiang is quiet and secluded. "Although I feel that I am sleeping there, but I don't look at my face like me. It's as warm as you can, explain this to me. What is going on?"
"That, that," Wen Ru is cheeky and shy, "You can think of it as ours, past lives, um, we are husbands and wives in previous lives."
Seeing Jiang’s eyebrows picking up one another, she made a mistake and added a sentence,
...legal.

Ok, although this is a bit strange, they are really legal. She definitely has no sneaky temptation to attack a stranger at night.
Jiang tightened her hand on her waist and suddenly raised her face. "Then you pierce my heart with a long needle, what is it for?"
Lying in the trough! How did you suddenly transfer to Houqing Channel? ! She came to save people, not to be interrogated. Hey, this style is not right!
Wen Ruo pushed him a bit, did not push open, she swallowed a hard mouth, and some could not sit still: "misunderstanding, huh, those are misunderstandings."
Jiang stared at her with hatred, the tone dropped at least eight degrees, step by step: "misunderstanding? It doesn't look like a misunderstanding, but I can't move when I lay there, you pierce my heart with a needle." The gesture was very steady, the expression was very calm, and the temperature was so good. I felt that it was very sad at the time."
Sad, how old is your face that night? So how can I not play? !
Wen Ruyi wants to lick her face, and the strength on her waist adds a few points. She has to bow her head and admit her mistake: "I am wrong, I shouldn’t take the needle with you. If you are angry, you will get it back. I will never swear." The last one."
"Isn't it really scared?" Jiang was cold and his lips had a faint smile, but Wen couldn't see it.
Wen is hesitating for a long while, carefully looking up at him: "...or, can you change the way?"
"What is it?" Jiang slanted her eyes.
"...for example," Wen was tempted, slowly approaching, and finally kissed his thin lips, and the last two words spilled from the lips of the two men. "So?"
The river gradually curved from the corner of the lips, half-down the dark black eyelashes, and touched her back with one hand, responding to her careful kiss.
Inside the monitor, the two people embraced each other. Outside the monitor, Jiang Feng saw his brow straight. After a long time, seeing them are reluctant to separate, he finally could not help but open the wheat, knocked on the microphone: "Warm, don't forget your mission!"
Wen Ruo’s forehead jumped, and the urge to swear by swearing pushed away from the river. The red face tidyed up his messy clothes and cleared his throat:
Jiang Feng asked me to take the piece that your grandfather gave you. Stone, or else I will clean up, you choose."
Listening to the temperature is as straightforward as it is, Jiang Feng’s mouth is mad, and Huo Ran got up and wanted to drag her out of the house! However, the next sentence of Jiang Li quickly stopped him.
"Give him, it is not impossible."
Jiang gently wiped away the warm water on the lips, smiling, dark and deep.
The author has something to say: Gezi overestimated his own speed, haha, after eating, continue to go to the next chapter, if you can finish writing before 12 o'clock, directly after 12 o'clock Directly until 8 o'clock in the morning. The baby who slept early does not have to wait, the next day is the same ~=3=~ The update at 8 o'clock tomorrow will remain unchanged!
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