Chapter 1189 Don't Mention the Black History

Chapter 1189 Don't mention the black history

In the function hall, Xi Luo sighed and raised her glass while listening to the approaching footsteps behind her.

Zong Zhan stepped forward, pushed the high chair with his toes and sat down, his aggressive eyes fell on her face, "The ability to hide in the east really impresses me."

"I'm much more capable of impressing you." Xi Luo snorted softly, picked up the upside-down wine glass from the tray, and pushed it in front of Zong Zhan, "Have a drink, don't be surprised."

Zong Zhan bent his fingertips against the glass, picked up the wine bottle and poured half a glass of wine, "Xi Luo, you know better than me. With your sensitive identity, you are a privileged undercover agent if you use it well, but if you don't use it well, I can also make you a spy in court."

Xi Luo laughed softly without changing her face, "Then you are awesome."

Zong Zhan despises Xi Luo's cynical temperament the most, because her family and life are at stake, but she is always careless.

"I don't deny that you have extraordinary abilities, but there are people beyond others. Xi Luo, do you need me to count how many times you have escaped from death this year?"

At this moment, Xi Luo put down her wine glass and turned her head with her chin resting on her face. "I'm already very capable, so what are you afraid of escaping from death? Boss, Chief, if you go back on your word, you can leave at any time. I don't like bullying others."

"You? Don't like to be difficult?" Zong Zhan was directly annoyed, "I need you to recall how you acted like a rascal..."

Xi Luo raised her arms embarrassingly, "When someone hasn't stumbled, don't mention the black history."

She did intend to get close to Zong Zhan at the beginning, but not for the purpose of dating, but for another purpose.

The third master Zong of the imperial capital is the most suitable candidate for her, no matter his background or his position in the military.

But now, Xi Luo is really regretful.

If I had known earlier, I might as well hook up with other people in the military. I thought he was a big wolf dog with a strong personality, but after getting in touch with him, I found out that he was a smart Tibetan mastiff.

The agreement was signed early.

Zong Zhan could easily see the irritability and impatience between Xi Luo's eyebrows and eyes. He held the wine glass, his knuckles were faintly white, "I don't need to fuck you."

"Then terminate the agreement." Xi Luo immediately corrected her sitting posture with a smile, "Third Master, what do you think about it?"

Zong Zhan stared at her intently, his eyebrows raised lightly, showing a hint of mockery.

Call him Sanye when you need help from others, and call him Sangou when you have nothing to do.

A thick-skinned person can be a fucking city wall!

Zong Zhan raised his glass to her with a half-smile, "Get rid of the problem of dreaming as soon as possible."

Xi Luo rolled her eyes indecently, ignored him, and took out her mobile phone to look at the calendar.

There are more than 400 days before the termination of the agreement, what on earth is she thinking, and she signed a protection contract for herself.

damn it!

...

Near noon, the third assistant was smoking a cigarette on the lawn outside the villa while discussing the rain that secretly hid the test strips.

Liu Yun looked around with his cigarette butt in his hands, and murmured in doubt, "Where did she go? I haven't seen anyone all morning."

Zhuifeng and Wangyue looked at each other, "Maybe it's in Lord Yin's room?"

Liu Yun pointed at the fountain near the villa and nuzui, "Look."

Several people looked sideways at the same time, and saw that the little master they were talking about was chasing the little white tiger around the fountain, and it seemed that the tiger had something in its mouth.

The two little guys, one person and one tiger, had a great time playing, but there was no sign of rain.

"Is she hiding or is she ashamed to see people?" Zhuifeng shook his legs maliciously, "Do you want to go to her room?"

Mochizuki and Liuyun felt that it was not suitable. After several seconds of battle between heaven and man, the three assistants nodded in unison, "Let's go."

Outside the rainy detached villa, they had just set foot on the lawn in front of the door when there was a sound of retching from the corner.

The three of them exchanged glances, and tiptoed over to peek at the corner of the wall.

At this time, Luo Yu was still holding the mineral water in his hand, propped up the wall with one hand, rinsed his mouth, and bumped into three heads in the corner as soon as he turned around.

She fucked and stared at them blankly, "What's the matter?"

Liu Yun asked: "Are you pregnant?"

Zhuifeng nodded in agreement: "I think it looks like it."

Mochizuki touched her stomach, "How many months?"

Luo Yuyang smashed the mineral water bottle over, saying every word, "Huinima!"

The mineral water bottle hit the head in the middle impartially, unfortunately, it was chasing the wind again.

Zhuifeng clutched his forehead and was dazzled by the blow, but he was not angry. He rubbed the beeswax bracelet on his wrist, looked at Luoyu's back and murmured in a low voice: "I'm so fucking curious about which warrior it is."

Mochizuki was still touching her belly, her eyes were full of shock, "I want to know who gets on and who gets off."

That was Luo Yu who used to be number one among the four assistants, and he was fiercer than a man when he started.

In the eyes of the third assistant, this eldest sister is basically no different from a man except for a missing part.

Only Liu Yun narrowed his eyes calmly, touched his chin and reminded: "It seems that we need to check, Luo Yu's recent whereabouts. I remember that she seemed to have taken a vacation during the Chinese New Year."

Mochizuki patted his thigh, "Let's go, let's check now."

And Luo Yu had already walked into his villa, sitting on the sofa with frosty eyes.

The idiot Gu Chen who was struck by lightning.

...

At lunch, with the addition of Xi Luo and Zong Zhan, the atmosphere in the restaurant seemed weird and delicate.

Although the two of them didn't have any interaction, the state of rivalry, overtly and secretly, was very similar to seeing and hating each other.

"How many days do you want to stay in Nanyang?" Not long after, Shang Yu held the porcelain bowl with one hand, and looked at Zong Zhan opposite him with eyes as deep as the sea.

"uncertain."

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Two replies came from Zong Zhan and Xi Luo respectively.

Li Qiao raised her eyelids, bent her lips and said lightly, "Go back to the Imperial Capital?"

This time, the two said in unison: "Not necessarily."

The moment the words fell, Zong Zhan and Xi Luo looked at each other in unison. A second later, they both looked away, and snorted at the same time.

How should I put it, the effect of God Synchronization is also a must.

There was a smile in Li Qiao's eyes, and she looked at Shang Yu without a trace. The man caught her gaze and curled his lips to remind him, "Eat well."

During this period, the cub Xiao Shangyin's fat arm was protecting the rice bowl, and he seemed to be eating seriously, while the other small arm was secretly feeding beef to the little white tiger under the table.

After a while, Li Qiao took the cub and Xi Luo to the living room, Zong Zhan and Shang Yu sat in the dining room, smoking after-dinner cigarettes and chatting.

The man wringed out the unburned cigarette butt, picked up the towel and wiped his fingertips, "Is Xi Luo's matter difficult?"

"A little bit." Zong Zhan leaned against the back of the chair, with his long legs spread out casually, "She's been targeted, but it's not a big problem with me."

Shang Yu smoothed the folds of his sleeves slowly, and said in a low tone, "I won't interfere in her affairs, but it's best not to involve the Zong family."