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"Brother Xuanyuan, from the expression and movement of Miss Wen, nine out of ten, she really likes you."

Ziyan smiles at the closed door on the opposite side. If it's not for the dragon, she really can't see. The quiet on the opposite side is twenty-five. She looks very young, the same age, but their psychology is at least ten years different.

"Yan'er, you've been looking away from me this time. I've been observing her for a week. Every day, every moment, she's thinking about how to expose me and how to make me confess."

The Dragon leaned against the sofa and swayed his legs.

If she wasn't so impolite, he wouldn't have done it.

It's been a long time since the authorities have not investigated her. She is a retired girl. What is she entangled with?

"Brother Xuanyuan, have you ever thought about other reasons? Maybe she has fallen in love with you in the past five years. "

Ziyan looks at the dragon and thinks deeply.

Dragon's appearance is very eye-catching, and good temper, only a few words can catch up with the United States, if not love, what can it be?

If it is really like the Dragon said, she did not see his face, but can accurately find here, what is this power?

Hate? It seems that there should not be so much hatred between them. Apart from love, she could not think of any other feelings that could last for five years.

Like her and Zhuo Weiting, can persist for six years, they say is hate, but if there is no love, then the hate, in the final analysis, is still a word of love.

"Yan'er, you can get this year's funniest joke award. If it's you, will you fall in love with a person who can't even look up to his face?"

The Dragon shook his head and looked at Ziyan helplessly.

A woman's imagination is really rich. If they had an intersection in the past five years, and if she had seen his face at the beginning, he reluctantly accepted the reason Ziyan said today.

"I won't, but Wenjing will. I have seen reports. Some people even fall in love with another person once they meet, so everything is possible."

"What you said is platonic love, which also needs response from the other party, but she, I forgot her, anyway, I decided that..."

"Brother Xuanyuan, we usually have a short memory of people who met once. Sometimes we forget when we sleep. I remember you said that Miss Wen was not the only one. Do you still remember the looks of other people?"

Purple Yan cut off Xuanyuan Zhe's words, remind way.

"There are four other men, just..."

The dragon was silent, as if trying to think about the four people's looks, but he found that he really could not remember, even what they were wearing at that time.

"I can't remember, right? It shows that you all have different feelings towards each other. People who have met each other for five years have forgotten, but you haven't. this is enough. Why don't you try her out in another way?"

Purple Yan see dragon's expression know he can't remember, immediately smile way.

"That's because she was the only one chasing me, and she was a woman, different from other men."

The dragon was embarrassed.

Ziyan's words stirred up ripples in his brain. Was it really like what she said?

"Same sex repels each other, ha ha, dragon, between people is very delicate, I go to fry dishes, you can think slowly."

Ziyan left with a smile.

At noon that day, long and Ziyan sat in the restaurant and enjoyed the warm and homely food. They were quiet, and they even couldn't open the door when they were big or small.

Ziyan left room for him to smell and think about the food.

When the burnt smell floated out of the crack of the door, the Dragon laughed.

It seems that Yan'er has some truth. She is going to buy vegetables to learn how to cook. Is it really because she likes it?

But he doesn't like the girl's implicit confession.

Smelling the burnt and paste flavor, the dragon's heart was a little sweet, a little like eating a sweet apple.

At last, he heard a knock on the door of the pot.

"Miss Wen, have you turned on the range hood?"

Wenjing turns around. The dragon looks at her cat like face and laughs.

"Miss, it seems that you have never cooked before. Besides paying attention to talent, you should also have a good master."

The Dragon went over and opened all the windows. Looking at the black food in the garbage can, he couldn't help shaking his head. It was a waste.

"You laugh. I don't believe you'll be better than me for the first time."

Quiet does not agree with the airway.

"That's for sure. It's the first time I've seen such a thing, but to be honest, you're also the first person I've ever seen a woman who can't cook."

The dragon does not give face.

After Ziyan's enlightenment, he really felt a little bit, especially at this time, the quiet expression, as if there were some strange feelings in her eyes."Go away, go away. This is my home."

As soon as the Dragon taunts her that she is not like a woman, Wenjing pushes the dragon out regardless of the oil in her hands.

The Dragon laughs and shakes her head. This woman is really stubborn. She can't cook. She doesn't know how to do it.

One afternoon, the dragon's sense of smell was burnt and burnt. In the evening, he left again.

In order to test quiet, he set up a bureau this time.

There was nothing about him, but he specially arranged a task and did some tricks to let Wenjing know.

However, the domestic efficiency is too low. When Wenjing received the news, long had already set out.

The task is to be in Hong Kong this time. Before long sets out, he is really worried that Wenjing has not made any movement. When he receives the news from the mouse that Wenjing has boarded the flight to Hong Kong, long finally laughs.

This time, he wanted to show her on purpose. He didn't have to kill people at all. Tonight, he wanted to test whether she had made progress in the past five years.

Long knows that Wenjing has been looking for people who know how to point acupoints. This evening, he makes an exception to let her see.

This time, the so-called target character is actually a friend of long. He said hello earlier and will cooperate well.

As before, the dragon is used to midnight action, and at this time, Wenjing has been waiting outside his friend's house.

When a night clothes, wearing a dragon mask dragon appeared, Wenjing immediately became nervous.

She made up her mind to take off his mask and never let him run again.

When the Dragon enters the courtyard, Wenjing also follows.

She watched with her own eyes the Dragon easily up to the upstairs, a bite down the big house alarm.

The lights in the room lit up immediately. Even in the night clothes, the dragon was exposed, and the bodyguards in the house came out.

"No more killing."

When the Dragon raises the gun in his hand, Wenjing jumps out from his left side and kicks the gun in his hand.

Under the Dragon mask, that handsome face has more silk smile. If she really knows him, she knows that he never uses a gun.

"Miss, do you want to have a share?"

The Dragon laughs and avoids the quiet attack and enters the house. The owner of the house, the "target" character, is still wearing clothes. The dragon does not hesitate to aim.

"No

Wenjing yelled, and threw herself at the past. The dragon was surprised. She didn't even know the target character. Why did she dare to fly over?

Originally, the gun was empty. This meeting, Wenjing rushed over, and he had to give up.

"If you want to die, I'll help you."

In order not to show his flaws, the Dragon attacks Wenjing decisively. Wenjing knows that he will point his acupoints. As soon as he is close to himself, he rolls off to one side.

"Bang"

the bullet rings, and the target falls on the bed. The Dragon wearing the mask smiles triumphantly at Wenjing, and even the bodyguard who rushes forward shoots several more shots. Then he leaves slowly.

Quiet gas explosion, did not expect to lose again, this time she is prepared to come, unexpectedly also lost to him, hateful.

There is no time to chagrin, there is no time to check whether the person in bed is dead, she resolutely chased out.

People outside seemed to be waiting for her. When she came out, the man was standing there looking at her.

"Why kill?"

Wenjing approached her step by step. In her mind, she already equated this man with the dragon, but he killed people. Before she came to Hong Kong, she had already checked through her domestic relations. This person did not make any mistakes at all. Those are rumors.

"Do you need a reason to kill?"

Long laughs and runs to the next car. Today's quiet performance makes him a little disappointed. After five years, she has not made any progress. It seems that the information is not true enough.

"Well, I'll kill you today."

Wenjing is angry. Her weapon dagger is pulled out and stabbed fiercely when the dragon gets on the bus.

Seeing a burst of murderous spirit, the Dragon resolutely retreated to avoid the resulting blow. It seems that she is really annoyed and can see her swordsmanship.

"It depends on whether you have the ability."

The Dragon retreated and opened the fighting posture. Looking at the girl's expression, she really wanted to go all out. He would not understand again. Why is she so angry with a stranger?

Did she see who he was? Or is it to vent the anger of five years ago?

The dragon has no time to think about it. The quiet sword has already attacked. He doesn't want to use the power, and he doesn't want to use acupoints for the time being. He wants to try her skills, and then he comes up empty handed.

Wenjing is very ruthless. Every time he shoots is the key to attack. If he is not good at Kung Fu, he may have fallen.

Is it because she knows he can avoid it?

It seems that Ziyan's analysis is not quite right. If she really likes him, she will not be so cruel. Now he is dressed the same as five years ago. If she has feelings for him, she should be merciful.Dragon, a shining God, gentle sword, even cut his left arm clothes, almost blood.

"No matter who you are, I will arrest you."

Seeing that she has a good move, she has a higher fighting spirit, but the dragon is not angry. She is very excited to see her hand is so fierce and her swordsmanship is so high.

People are still unarmed, but this time can be extra careful, he has been looking at the quiet face, he is thinking today is not to let her understand what is acupuncture?

Under the streetlights, the quiet face is particularly dazzling, especially the shining sweat on it. It seems that she has some difficulty. Looking at the small face, the dragon's heart moved, and an evil idea suddenly appeared in her mind.

What would it be like to point her acupoints and let her stand here till dawn?

"Miss, may I take the liberty to ask how to address it?"