Chapter 200 Is This a World War?

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The two men in the canteen shrank their necks at the same time and looked at each other.

Wang Yan's heart was also trembling slightly, the tailbone was chilled to the back of his head, really worthy of Aunt Pao, the aura is so strong!

"Clatter!"

The rolling shutter door was pulled open, and the rustling autumn wind poured into the canteen. Wang Yan and Cao Dapao looked back together.

I saw a woman with an enchanting figure and a sneer on the corner of her mouth, standing outside coldly with her hands folded. A pair of deep star eyes, as if they could see through people's hearts, swept across the two of them.

Wang Yan felt that Uncle Pao kicked him from below, so he forced himself to grin and greeted him with a dry smile, "Hello, Pao, Aunt Pao. I just came to visit Uncle Pao. I'm leaving now, you can do whatever you want." , take care of yourself."

After finishing speaking, Wang Yan stood up in a hurry, with a dry smile on his face, as if to say goodbye.

Cao Dapao was dizzy, this precious apprentice of his family is too disrespectful, isn't he? In the face of power, injustice, and oppression, where is the backbone of this iron clank?

"Sit down!" The enchanting woman stared at Wang Yan coldly, walked in and pulled the rolling door, blocking the entrance and exit with a bang.

Wang Yan's heart trembled, and he hurriedly sat back on the small bench honestly, like a primary school student, with his hands on his knees, and then he smiled at the enchanting woman.

The situation is already evident.

It is estimated that Uncle Pao did something too bad, which completely angered Aunt Pao, and Aunt Pao drove him out to reflect. Uncle Pao probably felt that he couldn't handle it alone, so he tricked himself through Mr. Feng.

This is where people are needed to condolences to the retired old employees of the State African Affairs Bureau. It is clear that they have found themselves as cannon fodder to attract firepower.

In Wang Yan's heart, 10,000 muddy horses galloped past, what evil did he do in his previous life, to have such a master in this life?

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"Snapped!"

Cao Dapao slapped heavily on the folding table, his voice clear and resonant. Seeing him with a sloppy beard staring at him, he rebuked majesticly: "Concubine Yao, you are too outrageous."

"What?" Concubine Linghu Yao's beautiful eyes revealed a look of grievance and anger, "Okay Cao Dapao, you still dare to kill me? It's obviously you..."

"Shut up!" Cao Dapao sat on the small bench with his back straightened, a majestic aura surged up, his eyes were full of undeniable majesty, "It's all because I spoil you too much on weekdays, I spoil you so arrogantly and domineeringly. Look at you now, where do you still have the slightest dignity of being a teacher's wife?"

Wang Yan was shocked, staring at Uncle Pao's domineering posture, his heart was filled with overwhelming waves. This, this is the strong and majestic aura that the backbone of a country should have, right?

It turned out that everything before was just a cover for Uncle Pao's true self.

If it wasn't for his ragged T-shirt, big pants, chicken nest head, and sloppy beard, he would have betrayed him deeply. Wang Yan almost believed it. But for now, I'm still drinking wine honestly. His eyes furtively looked back at the way to escape, and if there was any shocking battle between the couple, they had to retreat as soon as possible, so as not to be affected by Chi Yu.

Concubine Linghu Yao stared at Cao Dapao in disbelief with staring almond eyes, the chill on her body was getting stronger and stronger.

When Wang Yan didn't pay attention, Cao Dapao's lips moved slightly, and his eyes hooked towards her. Privately transmitted voice to please: "My wife, be good my wife. The most important thing for this man is to save face when he comes out to walk the world. Xiao Yan is our apprentice, so we can't let him laugh at me as a master in his heart, right? Can you be a teacher again? Good wife, accompany me to perform this scene well, after this, I will continue to reflect, and reflect on myself."

The frost on Concubine Linghu Yao's face gradually dissipated, and then she crossed her hands in front of her body, lowered her head timidly like a little daughter-in-law who had done something wrong, and said coquettishly: "Husband, I was wrong. I don't It should be pampered and spoiled, arrogant and overbearing."

"puff!"

Wang Yan almost spit out this mouthful of old wine, what's going on? This drama is really full of various twists and turns! Aunt Pao, who was like a dominatrix just now, suddenly turned into a good little white rabbit?

Is this kidding me?

The corners of Wang Yan's mouth twitched, and his back felt a little creepy. Watching Uncle Pao and Aunt Pao's flamboyant performances, they both felt that the wine was not good enough.

"Xiao Yan, drink slowly, and drink more with your Uncle Pao." Concubine Linghu Yao picked up the Erguotou, and politely wanted to help Wang Yan pour the wine.

"Pao, Aunt Pao. I'll do it myself, I can do it myself." Wang Yan had a smirk on his face, and he could tell that Aunt Pao's performance was really exaggerated, and he might not know when it would explode.

"Xiao Yan, let her pour it." Cao Da Pao waved his hand, and said masculinely, "Women should wait on us while we are drinking."

"That's right, Xiao Yan, just let me come. You can enjoy drinking with your Uncle Pao. After all..." Concubine Linghu Yao smiled softly and charmingly, bent her wrist lightly, and filled Wang Yan's cup. With a glass of Erguotou, Qiao Xiaoyan said softly, "After all, this is the last time your Uncle Pao drinks in his life."

hiss!

Wang Yan took a deep breath in his heart, use, is it necessary to play so big? Your whole body is chilly, and you sneak a glance at Cao Dapao, what kind of unconscionable thing have you done? This is the rhythm of the sky falling!

The manly demeanor on Cao Dapao's face also became stiff and sluggish all of a sudden, his cheek muscles twitched, and he said with a dry smile, "Yao, Concubine Yao. We have a very happy atmosphere, and I don't want you to make cold jokes like this."

"Is it a joke? Maybe." Concubine Linghu Yao, with a very graceful posture, helped Cao Dapao fill another glass of medicinal wine, blinking her charming, sexy and seductive eyes, and said softly, "Husband, you and I After all, a husband and wife are together. As the saying goes, a thousand years of cultivation and sleeping together, it is a rare fate for you and me to walk together. Tonight, I will let my concubine take care of you for this last bar."

The hairs on Cao Dapao's whole body stood on end, and he said with a wry smile, "Okay, okay, Concubine Yao, I admit it. Tell me, what do I need to forgive me?"

"Oh, my lord, how dare you be a concubine?" Concubine Linghu Yao said in a coquettish and terrified voice, "You are a majestic Lord Yan Zun, and you can kill a little demon girl like me with a wave of your hand." Suppressed to such an extent that she will never stand up. If you think Concubine Yao is wrong, even if you can slap Concubine Yao to death, it will be settled once and for all."

Wang Yan at the side felt his scalp tingling and his spine feeling chilly.

Uncle Pao tricked himself this time, and he really played the role of cannon fodder. Just when he was about to sneak away, Uncle Pao's voice rang in his ears: "Brat, are you going to watch Master die?"

Wang Yan swallowed dryly, and said with an innocent face: "Pao, Uncle Pao. I don't know. I have been brushing the Beiman dungeon in the Central Plains for the past few days..."

"Xiao Yan, don't worry about my mistress. After this mistress died, I don't know how many mistresses want to rush to the position."

"Xiao Yan, there's no way you're going to die without saving him."

"Hey!"

Wang Yan's heart sank, and he slapped the table heavily, even the peanuts and mustard bags flew out.

But it was also this moment that made Cao Dapao and Concubine Linghu Yao stop talking, and both focused their eyes on Wang Yan.

Feeling guilty, Wang Yan hurriedly caught the appetizers and put them back on the table. After coughing twice, he pretended to say, "Actually, I shouldn't interfere with the affairs of Uncle Pao and Aunt Pao, you two elders. Uh, in fact, I shouldn't meddle either. Well, I remember that there are still There is an important thing to do, I will flash it first."

"Stop, sit down!"

Wang Yan was only halfway up in this room, and the shouts of the husband and wife rang in his ears like thunder. In desperation, he had no choice but to sit down, feeling bitter in his heart. Thousands of grass and mud horses trampled past in my heart, what kind of thing is this? Are you husband and wife arguing to hurt my little pond fish?

"Xiaoyan, Uncle Pao and Aunt Pao didn't have any children. Since we accepted you as an apprentice, our husband and wife treat you like a son. We are not outsiders." Cao Dapao said earnestly , "This time you came just in time to support your Uncle Pao. If you continue to toss around, this day will never pass."

"Hehe, haven't you posted it for a long time, have you? I think you are tired of my old lady, and you want to catch up with your old lover and find something new, right? By the way, Xiaoyan, can you find more mistresses?" Concubine Linghu Yao sneered He turned to Wang Yan and said, "Xiao Yan, your Uncle Pao is so heartless. I think I abandoned and betrayed everything just to be with him. Thinking about it now , I was fooled by this old cunning head. Alas, I was too young back then..."

"When you met me, it was more than nine hundred..." Cao Dapao interjected.

"Don't interrupt, I'm talking to Xiaoyan." Concubine Linghu Yao gave him a cold look, "Cao Dapao, are you disliking me for being old?"

"Uh...Xiao Yan, please be fair." Cao Dapao said with a slumped face after taking a sip of alcohol.

"Okay, okay." Wang Yan also sipped his glass of white wine and said boldly, "Uncle Pao, Aunt Pao, even if I am the little fish in the pond that was hit by the fire at your city gate, you have to tell me what happened Bar?"

"What else can I do? Your Uncle Pao has started flirting outside again." Concubine Linghu Yao took out a mobile phone, opened the WeChat photos stored in it and said, "Xiao Yan, take a look, take a look Your Uncle Pao has a shameless conversation with this vixen."

Wang Yan glanced at it, so he didn't faint.

First, Uncle Pao, you chat on WeChat, can you change your name? Also use that "gloomy old man".

Second, isn't the name of your date ~ the object of the gun a bit too secondary? What is the name "Duke Rose"? This name, not to mention that it sounds like a man, is not high enough.

Duke of Rose, hehe!

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