Chapter 380: I'm a Little Hungry

"Song Baojun, what are you doing with this Bichi?" Liu Xiyue shouted. Pen Ɨ fun Ɨ Pavilion www. biquge。 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Song Baojun's face did not change, and he said lightly: "What else can I do? I met an old acquaintance by chance, so I chatted casually." ā€

Seeing that his expression was calm and not fake, Liu Xiyue turned to Yuan Shuang and said coldly: "Do you still have the face to come out?" If you hadn't paid attention to reviewing the guest list at the Yueji Cocktail Party a few nights ago, the old lady would have thrown you into the sea to drink water. ā€

In normal times, Yuan Shuangyuan also had the ability to confront Liu Xiyue head-on, but at this time, he was hit by Song Baojun, coupled with some personal matters, and his mood was indescribably bad, so he had to respond: "You don't care where I go." ā€

Ling Anqi said cautiously: "This, this classmate, can you speak politely?"

Yuan Shuang remembered the bloody scene of this giant girl tearing apart the enemy a few days ago, and couldn't help but take a few steps back and said, "Are you guys joining forces to bully me?"

Liu Xiyue said: "Clean up your shameless Bichi, do you need us to join forces, you can afford yourself too much, right? I can ruin your family with one finger." ā€

Ling Anqi followed and said, "We didn't bully you, we just let you have a better attitude towards Sister Xixi." ā€

Liu Xiyue said again: "People like you are mixed up in Chazhou University, which is simply polluting the environment. Now, immediately, immediately, instantly, disappear in front of the old lady, do you hear?"

Ling Anqi said: "Hey, Sister Xian made you disappear." The two sang and harmonized, but they wanted to deliberately embarrass Yuan Shuang.

Yuan Shuang glanced at Song Baojun as if asking for help, hoping that he could say a word or two for himself, but Song Baojun raised his eyes to the sky, whistling happily on his lips, and didn't pay attention to the situation at all, and didn't know whether it was pretending or real.

Yuan Shuang was speechless for a while, and said with a sigh: "I don't want to fight with you." ā€

"Look at the appearance of your stumbling woman, what are you fighting with us?" Liu Xiyue did not relent.

Yuan Shuang secretly glanced at Song Baojun again, sighed and said, "Okay, then that's it, I won't come to pester you again." ā€

Liu Xiyue immediately rolled up her sleeves, looked like she was going to fight, and sneered: "Okay, I still think that you really met by chance, it turned out that you came to entangle and harass my family's Xiaojun, do you still want to be shameless?"

Song Baojun saw that several women were arguing endlessly, so he had to interject and said: "Little sister, you see it's getting late, let's go home for dinner first, and take a look at Qinglin by the way." ā€

Liu Xiyue originally made a gesture, knowing that Yuan Shuang was timid, so she smiled and said, "Okay, let's not be like a fool, let's go back." ā€

The two girls grabbed Song Baojun's arm one left and one right, and no longer cared about Yuan Shuang, who was still trembling with anger, they walked into the parking shed opposite the teaching building, took two cars, and rushed to Liu Xiyue's house.

Ling Anqi drove a huge Hummer H2 and was in a very happy mood. For a few days in a row, she received a call from home, and her father Ling Liren detailed the changes in the family in the past few days, job changes, job transfers, post adjustments, and all kinds of people coming and going, and moving to a new house.

Therefore, the position of the silly girl's personal bodyguard was particularly active, and she secretly looked at the side face of Song Baojun who was sitting in the passenger cab, and felt that Mr. was really handsome, and couldn't help humming a happy ballad.

Song Baojun asked, "In the past few days, have you felt any changes in your strength?"

Ling Anqi grasped the steering wheel and quickly overtook the car in front, and responded stupidly: "It's not the same as before, nothing has changed." ā€

"You have to learn to control this power with ease. ā€

"Why? I think it's good now. Ling Anqi couldn't help but look at Song Baojun again, and suddenly realized: "Yes, in order to protect Mr., I must study hard." ā€

"Do you have any ideas?"

Ling Anqi thought for a while, and said hesitantly: "When I think of that night, I also feel a little incredible, but I don't know why. Actually, I've been practicing secretly these days. ā€

"How did you practice?"

"It's about learning how to control power. ā€

Ling Anqi said as she controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and her right hand brushed the mineral water bottle placed next to the gear lever. The mineral water bottle flew up, the cap of the bottle burst in mid-air, and the bottle fell into Song Baojun's hands with great accuracy, as if by magic.

Song Baojun was stunned.

"Sir, please drink water. Ling Anqi said triumphantly: "Power is a way of presenting material changes, and the impact of material changes on the material environment. Well, I'm right, right?"

Song Baojun thought about it seriously and said, "Do you understand what this means?"

Ling Anqi hurriedly shook her head: "I don't understand, it's said in the physics book, I memorized it temporarily." ā€

"You just don't know why, you don't think about it seriously, and you haven't learned how to control the system. ā€

Song Baojun put his left hand in the air, retracted and released his five fingers, and said: "Power is also divided into human and material resources, usually we are talking about the power generated by human beings, and then narrowly, it is the power generated by the human body." The gravitational acceleration is caused by a series of complex structures such as muscle tissue and bone structure. ā€

Ling Anqi nodded as if she didn't understand.

"Ordinary people will tear a piece of white paper crookedly, but after a special angle and a clever way of applying force, the white paper will be torn very flat, which is a way of power control. ā€

"Oh, I see!" Ling Anqi slapped her thigh happily.

"You know, I'm not done yet. ā€

Ling Anqi had to shut up depressedly.

Song Baojun continued: "In the same way, beating someone to death with one punch and breaking a few ribs of the opponent with a punch is the difference between power control and the art of balance. You have to learn this art. The same analogy is that the same is spending, some people spend millions of dollars in a few days, and some people can earn more income through economic means. For you, other people's money is your strength. ā€

"I, I, that, sir, I still don't understand. Ling Anqi was only confused, feeling that she could not keep up with her husband's pace, and was ashamed.

"I'll tell you later. ā€

The Hummer followed Liu Xiyue's Porsche butt into the community and stopped properly, and Song Baojun stopped talking about it.

Ling Anqi immediately forgot Song Baojun's words, looked up at the surrounding environment, and was dazzled by the oncoming twilight beauty and the gorgeous flowers blooming everywhere, and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful, it's so beautiful, Sister Xi lives here, it's really a fairy-like residence." ā€

Liu Xiyue parked the car, walked over and said with a smile: "I like it here, I will come often in the future, as long as you are loyal to Xiaojun, I will not treat you badly." "The implication is that there is some meaning to establish the identities of both parties - you are working for Song Baojun, and I am the boss lady!

Ling Anqi didn't notice anything, and said with a smile: "That's great, Sister Xi is awesome!"

Song Baojun got out of the car together, and Liu Xiyue's parents didn't go home, only the guards, drivers, servants and cooks they usually saw, and they all bowed and greeted each other.

When Guard Li found Ling Anqi's huge figure, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement, and said, "Ling, Miss Ling, are you here too?"

Liu Xiyue glared at him dissatisfied, and said, "Uncle Li, people are here when they come, what's the fuss?"

"I mean...... I don't know how to say it, so please come inside. ā€

Guard Li accompanied Liu Xiyue to the banquet on the Yueji cruise ship that night, and later heard that Ling Anqi killed the Japanese samurai regiment in seconds, and was shocked for a while.

These guards are veterans of the special forces of the former Xiangjing Military Region, have participated in some special operations, and also understand the honor of the underground boxing arena "life and death fight" in the martial arts world, Ling Anqi's actions can be called a Valkyrie, so it is naturally easy to win his respect.

Ling Anqi didn't know how much turmoil she had stirred up, so she quickly nodded with a smile and said, "Uncle Li is good!" was as polite as a child in a third-tier county town going to the house next door.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be. Guard Li waved his hand again and again.

Liu Xiyue saw Guard Li's slightly serious attitude, and asked in surprise: "Uncle Li, she is Song Baojun's personal bodyguard, what are you doing?"

Guard Li said in a low voice: "Miss, the 'Blood Jasmine Special Combat Team' retired from me at the same time, and the 'chief' with the highest ability died under Yosuke Takami, so when I saw Miss Ling for a while, I couldn't help but feel a little agitated. ā€

Liu Xiyue couldn't help but be stunned: "So, she's very powerful?"

"It's so powerful that it's beyond imagination. Guard Li's tone was very affirmative.

On the other side, Ling Anqi entered the living room, shouting around like a hillbilly, "Oh my God, Sister Xixi, did you move from the palace?" "Sister Xixiao, is this a carpet? It's so gorgeous, can I step on it?" "Hey, this chandelier is so gorgeous, I've only seen it on TV." "Look at this table, sir, wow...... I don't want to live anymore. ā€

Liu Xiyue couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Uncle Li, is she really as exaggerated as you say?"

Guard Li hesitated: "I—I'm not sure. ā€

Song Baojun came to Liu's house almost like he arrived at his own house, and ordered: "Carefully, let people cook first, make an extra ten servings, save not enough to eat." ā€

"Ten more servings?" Liu Xiyue blinked: "When did you ask someone to come and play, and you didn't tell me." ā€

"Uh, I'm a little hungry and want to eat more. ā€

"That's fine. Liu Xiyueyuan is also not very particular about extravagant and wasteful things, and others will definitely be suspicious for a long time, so he asked the kitchen to prepare food.

Coming to Liu Qinglin's room together, Song Baojun suddenly felt a fluctuation of ghostly energy.

Before he could react, Liu Qinglin got up from the bed and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law!"

Song Baojun's thin little body was almost knocked down, and he hugged Liu Qinglin and said, "Lin Lin, brother-in-law came to see if you were obedient these days." ā€

"Obedient and obedient!Lin Lin is the most obedient!" Liu Qinglin said repeatedly.

Liu Xiyue found Ling Anqi's surprised eyes, and explained in a low voice: "My brother was injured when he was a child, and the doctors have been helpless, so he ......"

No matter how stupid Ling Anqi was, she knew what was going on, and hurriedly said, "As long as Mr. is here, he will definitely get better." ā€

"Xiaojun told you?"