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When he came here, he was flying through the clouds, with the demeanor of a fairy, but he would not be treated like this when he went back. Fu Qingyang coldly and mercilessly left Zhang Yuanqing, who was 'troublesome', and let him go back to Songhai by car.

In the security car provided by the Jiangxin Town Public Security Department, Zhang Yuanqing and Guan Ya sat in the back row and settled a matter of concern. Both of them felt a little relaxed.

Guan Ya looked at the rapidly retreating scenery for a while, retracted her gaze, and turned to Yuanshi Tianzun beside her, and said with a slight smile:

"Are you familiar with that Palace Mistress?"

Her tone and demeanor were normal, as if she was asking a question casually.

In the past, Zhang Yuanqing would have smiled and said, "I'm not familiar with her, after all, I don't know her well." '

But now Zhang Yuanqing is no longer the rookie he used to be. He said calmly: "My level of acquaintance with that palace lord is c, but the degree of intimacy with Sister Guan Ya is E. There is a big gap between them."

This is not only Guan Ya's favorite speaking style, but also gave her a 'preference' without any trace.

Sure enough, Guan Ya raised the corners of her mouth and showed a satisfied smile!

"The intimacy of E-level requires perseverance to maintain." Zhang Yuanqing took advantage of the situation.

"Sister Guan Ya, I'll go to your house for dinner tonight and take good care of it."

"I'm a little tired today, let's try another day." Guan Ya was not surprised.

"You are like this again, no, I must go to your house at night."

"oh."

"Ah, so you agree?" Zhang Yuanqing was pleasantly surprised.

"I'll stay in a hotel tonight."

...

Bulk province, high-end apartment.

You can see the lake-colored study at a glance. The queen in shorts and vest sits cross-legged on the sofa, with a laptop in front of her.

At home, she removed her smoky makeup and took off the silver rings on her earlobes, which made her look less like a sister, and more quiet and beautiful. �

The computer screen displays the chat interface:

"Queen, I heard that Deacon Xinhai is already looking for a new captain of the sixth team. You are embarrassed now. Are you going to Songhai or not?"

"I want to go, but I dare not. I haven't caught my lust yet."

"How many days has it been? The colleagues who died at Lust's hands are almost in their seventies, and the Songhai Branch hasn't caught Lust yet."

"That's Bishop Bing's general, how can he be so easy to catch, just wait..."

"You're not right. You said you wanted to apply to go to Songhai all day long. Deacon Xinhai has stayed with you for so long, but you didn't agree. Now it's all right, the deacon is angry, so he deliberately transferred a new captain to take your place at this time." , you have to go if you don�t want to go to Songhai.�

The queen looked at the chat interface, curled her lips, and forked off the chat software.

"I'm going to Songhai, hum!" She groaned, opening the official forum with anticipation.

In the past few days, she kept opening the forums, not to make new ones, to wait for the announcement from the Songhai branch, and to end the eucalyptus of the lustful general soon. JrNovels.com