Chapter 325

"In fact, I don't think you really love Mr. President, but it's similar to a kind of worship psychology and chick plot. Ah, don't wait for me. I understand. I understand. I understand. We were all pulled out of the fire by the president at the beginning

The essence of blood sickle's parrot essence began to attack and kept on saying, "we have received the great favor of the president, and naturally we should take the happiness and interests of the president as the highest standard of action. Who the president likes, we can only help and assist, never oppose or destroy. " Otherwise, there is no conscience.

The last sentence, blood sickle said in my heart.

He was afraid that if he really said it, the fan would not stand it. After all, he felt sorry for her rough life experience. It's not easy for him to do fine work alone in the palace, just like stepping on a steel wire blade.

"I --"

Shen fan was speechless by the words of blood sickle.

There are bubbles of guilt in my heart.

Originally, she wanted to go to the mountain and say a few words to Qian Jue. Now, she couldn't move her legs. She sat on the stone bench and didn't move.

On these words of Kung Fu, Qian Jue has taken a small Mo Mo far away, into the headquarters of the high-rise buildings.

"That kid with the sickle is good." Qian Jue praised.

As a big demon who has lived for tens of thousands of years and whose soul cultivation is extremely high, qianjue's ear power is naturally not built.

Like his Royal Highness the demon king, I heard it clearly.

"Hum." The system

"Your Highness, what are you unhappy about?" Qian Jue lost his smile.

"That sink fan, she just wanted to move crooked mind." Small Mo Mo is a cold hum again, "if not blood sickle persuade, she doesn't know to prepare to do what damage."

I don't like it. I don't like it.

No match, no match!

"Your Highness, you are jealous again." Qian Jue smiles.

"I have a sentence..."

"Hold it."

"Mom, sell them!" Small Mo Mo o (* ≥) д ≦)o

"What vinegar?"

At this moment, a familiar low voice came from the front.

Little Momo looks up.

See Mo Yan coming out of the room.

Mo Yan's hand, holding a thick account book, should be just dealing with the chamber of Commerce's major accounts.

"You heard me wrong."

Little Momo talks nonsense seriously.

"Oh?"

Mo · Xinji · Yan doesn't think so. He knows very well that the more nervous this little guy is, the more serious his expression is. Even his squatting posture is upright.

"What happened?" He is full of interest ground, see to Qian Jue, "Zhu que elder sister can tell?"

Ask small Mo Mo, is to ask the result.

After all, I'm so proud.

Qian Jue said with a smile, "it's nothing. Just now."

Little Momo is very nervous!

Hasten to use the demon king has "dignified" gaze, fixed on Qian absolutely.

If you dare to talk, you will be killed!

Qian Jue: "it's so cute. It's so cute.

All right.

For the sake of your loveliness, I won't expose you this time.

"When we went out just now, your confidant, Shen fan, stopped us. She said that she likes you, she may be wrong jealous object, I as a rival

"That's it?"

Mo Yan's deep eyes, there is a flash of disappointment.

If Shen fan is jealous, he won't care.

What he secretly expects is that his family is jealous.