Chapter 210

The succession ceremony of the gang is a big event. Organizations with a little friendship from far and near will send people to join in the fun.

It's rare that Wang Yun can leave his business behind and go there. It's also relaxing. Therefore, Zhuang Diandian only thinks that this is an outing in C City in the past, and specially makes an appointment with Mo Xiaoju, Xu shaoting and Zhai Yi.

A few people haven't met for a long time. They are sitting in the bulletproof saloon car to fight against the landlord.

Zhuang Diandian's luck is very bad. If it wasn't for the fact that he was a military adviser in the back, I don't know how many pieces of paper he would have pasted on his face.

"You play, I'll squint for a while." Attack moisture Yun to sit on the sofa chair beside.

Zhuang Diandian was still in high spirits. When he left, he suddenly lost interest. The more he played, the worse he got. He was abused by Mo Xiaoju and Xu shaoting.

Finally, Zhai Yi couldn't see it any more, "sister-in-law, I'll come. Ah, with your intelligence quotient, you can deal with the young master of our family... "

Zhuang Diandian retreats from the battlefield and gives her seat to Zhai Yi, while she sits in the empty seat next to Yun.

He was fast asleep and heavy.

I know that in order to squeeze out these two days, he just stayed up to work and stayed up all night. Zhuang Dian leaned against the back of his chair, his cheek turned to him, looking at his eyebrows, his nose, his lips

I'll go. Is this guy handsome again?

Zhuang Diandian stares at him carefully and uses his hand to depict quietly. How do you think that the child is more and more attractive now

is it the domineering and wild spirit of more men? Or because of a sense of responsibility?

Suddenly, she thought of last night His face turned red again.

She was just kind enough to go to the study and give him a glass of milk, and then he pressed her on the table

He said, just to refresh himself.

Zhuang Diandian quickly covered his face. Ah, he shot her with shame.

"what evil things are you thinking about?" Next to her, a low voice, which was not yet full of sleep, startled her.

As soon as Zhuang Diandian raised his eyes, he went up against him.

It is said that her eyes are windows, so she must be an empty window without dark glass. When she was swept by his eyes, all her thoughts were clear at a glance.

He laughed. "You're thinking Last night, we... "

Just then his voice stopped.

He turned his head to the other side and swept over the three men who had stretched their ears

"Zhai Yi You're out of it "

Zhai Yi is very much in a circle It's not me. It's your turn. "

"It's you."

"It's really not me"

at this time, Xu shaoting said a fair word: "Zhai Yi, just go out, it's you."

Zhai Yi died: "he didn't bring his gang to bully people..." Protest belongs to protest, or honest card, "Wang bang."

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“……”

Feel, behind that fierce vision disappears, three talent quietly relaxed a tone.

It's dangerous.

Attack moisture Yun twist back, see oneself bury in thin blanket of person, lose smile, from blanket inside touch her hand, then hold in the palm of the hand.

Zhuang Dian's red face came out and looked into his smiling eyes. He was embarrassed and laughed.

So she leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes together.

One hand in the blanket, ten fingers, his, and hers.

It's not a long drive. It's coming soon. As soon as I got out of the car, I saw a red carpet stretching straight out of the entrance of the hall building. On both sides were black suits lined up, holding flowers in their hands, each with a solemn look.

Zhuang Diandian stroked his eyebrows. He could think of someone who would welcome his brothers with flowers in his hand. Apart from Uncle Huang, he couldn't pick such a non mainstream person.

With a bang, the salute went off.

Zhai Yi shivered and rushed to Mo Xiaoju's back. "Aunt, I'm afraid..."

Mo Xiaoju comforted: "good boy"

at this time, Xu shaoting smilingly carried Zhai Yi out from behind her, and said, "come here, come to my uncle."

Mo Xiaoju's eye knife flew over. Xu shaoting was still smiling, but his strength was not small. He directly threw Zhai Yi a few meters away, and then patted elegantly, "let's go."

Zhai Yi's heart was bitter. Did he not love human flesh? Why are you so rude to him? If you don't like it, you can ask him to leave directly. Although he may not agree with it, the focus is on communication.

so why do you choose violent communication? Ah, these freaks in love are really incomprehensible.

after three salutes, a group of white doves, a symbol of peace, flew into the blue sky, spread their wings and soared.

A group of people looked up, but also can not help but be moved by this pure white.

For a long time, Zhuang Diandian took his eyes back and said, "this is the first time that I've heard that his meow Gang is releasing pigeons."Mo Xiaoju felt the same way: "in fact, it can be replaced by dozens of machetes. I think it will be more powerful"

after that, someone gave a loud drink: "applause"

for a moment, hundreds of thick hands in capitals were clapped at the same time, "welcome, warm welcome"

from a distance, a group of weak flowers were shaken and their petals were flying, and Zhuang Diandian saw them all My heart aches.

The following scene directly frightened the people.

Four strong men in black came with wreaths in their hands.

"Don't Don't come here Don't come here... " Zhai Yi's face was pale, and he began to regret this trip.

No matter how he pats the ground to show his defeat, he just puts the wreath around his neck and threatens: "dare to take it off, I'll kill you"

Zhai Yi wears it Garland, no matter how many tears can only flow to the stomach.

In addition to Xi'an Yun, they all wore big wreaths and delicate red. They walked on the red carpet like this, with a deafening "welcome and warm welcome" --

Zhuang Diandian's face was about to be distorted. When they looked up at Xi'an Yun, they were calm and natural.

That aura, that demeanor, no matter when and where can be perfectly controlled.

Chuang Dian Dian Shuer laughs foolishly. It's very nice that this man is her. No one wants to compete with her. Just think about it, he mews that he makes a lot of money. Even the wreath in front of his face is not so ugly

Beside, Mo Xiaoju looked at her with a look of horror and giggled at the garland, "Dianjie, isn't she? Can you be beautiful with such ugly things? How low is your sense of existence these days? "

Zhuang Dianbai glanced at her, then picked up the wreath in a happy mood, "is it ugly? No, it's very popular. I think it's very cute "

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