Chapter: 1865
Lawful, destroyed.
He froze for a few seconds, shook his head vigorously, and shook the thoughts that had just arisen out of his head.
Then, he replied "Thank you, I'll keep in touch if I have anything to do" to Freedom Eagle, then put down the phone and concentrated on cooking.
During this process, he glanced at Guan Ya, and thought of his three teammates, Queen, Green Tea, and Li Chunfeng. They were all smart people, and their brains, ability to handle affairs, and insight were far superior to ordinary walkers.
If they can be brought in to discuss together, perhaps more reasonable speculation can be obtained.
It's a pity that these things are destined not to be revealed to outsiders, even Mr. Qian, he can't tell.
Now he and Mr. Qian maintain a delicate, tacit balance.
This is a balance that a smart person should maintain, and it is not suitable for breaking it or making it clear.
"Ling Jun came to look for you just now." Guan Ya ate cold beef and said, "He said he lost a box of cigars, did you steal it?"
"Steal? The personnel affairs of studying can't be called stealing, it's borrowing." Zhang Yuanqing snorted and said:
"I saved his and Teng'er's lives. He told me what happened to a box of cigars. I took Fu Qingyang's things, but he never said anything. Lingjun's layout is really small."
Guan Ya looked apprehensive: "Fu Qingyang treats you better than me. This brat"
Zhang Yuanqing quickly explained: "We are a pure male-male relationship."
Guan Ya didn't argue with him, and sighed:
"He is probably too lonely. Any genius is rubbish to him. He thinks you are different from other rubbish. Although you always act lazy and exaggerated, in fact, you have been struggling with adversity and never stopped. There is no slack in your footsteps. He thinks that you are very similar, so he regards you as a confidant."
"Is that so? I thought it was my flattery."
After dinner, big villa, lounge.
"Ah, um, um, take it easy, don't push so hard." Zhang Yuanqing moaned intoxicatingly.
"Can you stop screaming, dignified star official, can't bear this kind of strength?" Ling Jun sneered.
"Nonsense, it's the first time for me, unlike you, enjoy every day, take it lightly." Zhang Yuanqing took a breath.
"You have a sensitive constitution." Ling Jun tutted.
In the inner hall with soft lighting, three large soft sand tables are lined up, and three men in bathrobes lie leisurely on the soft sand, with fruit plates, fine wine and cigars in hand.
The aroma of cigars floats in the air, and soothing and melodious music is played from the speakers.
Each piece of soft sand is matched with a bunny girl, wearing green wooden bracelets on their snow-white wrists, pinching the feet of the three masters wholeheartedly.
The wooden bracelet is a prop for the wood demon profession, and it is powerful after wearing it, so that it can pinch the feet of the three masters.
After all, even a star official who is not known for his physical defense, his skin toughness and muscle strength can easily resist bullets.
Zhang Yuanqing had never pinched his feet since he was a child, and when the bunny girl exerted force, he would scream.
Ling Jun had a cigar in his mouth, gloating and joking, while Fu Qingyang closed his eyes and meditated, his handsome face was calm and full of masculine beauty.
"By the way, Yuanshi, are you free next week? Teng'er would like to treat you to dinner and express his gratitude for saving your life." Ling Jun said lazily.
"Next week?" Zhang Yuanqing glanced sideways at Mr. Qian, "The boss will let me enter Qinfeng Academy next week." JrNovels.com
He froze for a few seconds, shook his head vigorously, and shook the thoughts that had just arisen out of his head.
Then, he replied "Thank you, I'll keep in touch if I have anything to do" to Freedom Eagle, then put down the phone and concentrated on cooking.
During this process, he glanced at Guan Ya, and thought of his three teammates, Queen, Green Tea, and Li Chunfeng. They were all smart people, and their brains, ability to handle affairs, and insight were far superior to ordinary walkers.
If they can be brought in to discuss together, perhaps more reasonable speculation can be obtained.
It's a pity that these things are destined not to be revealed to outsiders, even Mr. Qian, he can't tell.
Now he and Mr. Qian maintain a delicate, tacit balance.
This is a balance that a smart person should maintain, and it is not suitable for breaking it or making it clear.
"Ling Jun came to look for you just now." Guan Ya ate cold beef and said, "He said he lost a box of cigars, did you steal it?"
"Steal? The personnel affairs of studying can't be called stealing, it's borrowing." Zhang Yuanqing snorted and said:
"I saved his and Teng'er's lives. He told me what happened to a box of cigars. I took Fu Qingyang's things, but he never said anything. Lingjun's layout is really small."
Guan Ya looked apprehensive: "Fu Qingyang treats you better than me. This brat"
Zhang Yuanqing quickly explained: "We are a pure male-male relationship."
Guan Ya didn't argue with him, and sighed:
"He is probably too lonely. Any genius is rubbish to him. He thinks you are different from other rubbish. Although you always act lazy and exaggerated, in fact, you have been struggling with adversity and never stopped. There is no slack in your footsteps. He thinks that you are very similar, so he regards you as a confidant."
"Is that so? I thought it was my flattery."
After dinner, big villa, lounge.
"Ah, um, um, take it easy, don't push so hard." Zhang Yuanqing moaned intoxicatingly.
"Can you stop screaming, dignified star official, can't bear this kind of strength?" Ling Jun sneered.
"Nonsense, it's the first time for me, unlike you, enjoy every day, take it lightly." Zhang Yuanqing took a breath.
"You have a sensitive constitution." Ling Jun tutted.
In the inner hall with soft lighting, three large soft sand tables are lined up, and three men in bathrobes lie leisurely on the soft sand, with fruit plates, fine wine and cigars in hand.
The aroma of cigars floats in the air, and soothing and melodious music is played from the speakers.
Each piece of soft sand is matched with a bunny girl, wearing green wooden bracelets on their snow-white wrists, pinching the feet of the three masters wholeheartedly.
The wooden bracelet is a prop for the wood demon profession, and it is powerful after wearing it, so that it can pinch the feet of the three masters.
After all, even a star official who is not known for his physical defense, his skin toughness and muscle strength can easily resist bullets.
Zhang Yuanqing had never pinched his feet since he was a child, and when the bunny girl exerted force, he would scream.
Ling Jun had a cigar in his mouth, gloating and joking, while Fu Qingyang closed his eyes and meditated, his handsome face was calm and full of masculine beauty.
"By the way, Yuanshi, are you free next week? Teng'er would like to treat you to dinner and express his gratitude for saving your life." Ling Jun said lazily.
"Next week?" Zhang Yuanqing glanced sideways at Mr. Qian, "The boss will let me enter Qinfeng Academy next week." JrNovels.com
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