"Hey!" Cheng Qianxun didn't even have time to shout, so he walked around the room, but still didn't see the black-winged angel. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

looked at Xiao Zhengtai who was sleeping on the bed, and smiled slightly with relief, at least this little guy helped her solve it, but Xiao Zheng Taiji really didn't know what to do when he was close to the best male and female.

She tapped her hand on the side, conjured another bed, lay down on the soft bed, closed her eyes and slept.

A soft and boneless hand was gently caressing her hairline, with a soft and soft voice: "Master, it's time to get up, master... ”

That little Shota! Cheng Qianxun woke up in a flash, and saw the childish and white face coming to her, so frightened that she sat up abruptly and leaned back on the soft pillow.

Xiao Zhengtai turned around, as if he was a little aggrieved and sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers twisting the corner of the colorful kimono: "Did I scare the master?" ”

"Hehe, hehe." She could only smile bitterly, and then thought of something and asked, "Isn't it every day that something like a big-mouthed alarm clock that urges me to get up?" ”

Zhengtai became more and more sad, and wiped his tears on the back of his hand: "It turns out that the master likes to be noisy, but I'm not good, and according to the regulations, it is our bedchamber who is responsible for waking up the master." ”

"No, that's not what it meant!" She quickly explained, "It's good for you to call me that, I'm just a little weird." You're really doing a great job, very good, and I'm very satisfied. ”

Indeed, the feeling just now is better than the piercing shout "Get up, get up!" Continue to work hard today ... The sound is so good to hear, and the sound made by that big mouth is super invincible noise.

"Really?" Xiao Zhengtai burst into tears and laughed, naïve and romantic, only about twelve or thirteen years old, the smile on his face shouting tears was absolutely lethal. No wonder some people take this bite.

"Yes, really. Thank you so much, and then ... How to send you back? "She was also the first time to point and didn't know what to do.

Zhengtai asked happily: "No thanks, the master doesn't have to be so polite, do you want me to help the master change clothes?" ”

"No, no!" She quickly jumped out of bed, and the pajamas on her body had changed into sweatshirts and sweatpants: "You go, I'm very happy with you, go ahead." ”

"Thank you host for being satisfied with my service." Xiao Zhengtai knelt on the bed and gave her a very standard kowtow, and then slowly faded and disappeared.

All this is like a dream, Cheng Qianxun looked at the place where Xiao Zhengtai disappeared, was stunned for a while, smiled bitterly, turned around and went out.

Six men were already waiting outside the door, most of them wearing loose sweatshirts and trousers, except Gordon in the camouflage uniform of the Special Forces, and Rudolph in a black suit, his hair in the middle of which was shiny, like a single widower with a habit of cleanliness; That's what they wore in front of them, and the style was very professional.

Locke, the accountant in a black sweatshirt and pants, said in a weird manner: "I didn't expect women to play so crazy, let us wait at the door." ”

And Snead was also wearing a sweatshirt, but a thin white tight vest, which was so thin that you could see the color at even two points, and it was so tight that it wrapped its upper body tightly. Unexpectedly, the muscles on his body are also very tight, not much worse than Steve.

He smiled and said, "Oh, we should be waiting for the lady, who called us men." "In this world, it feels a little numb, and Sneijder's ability to laugh must be the reason why he usually wears a fake smile and wanders among the guests.

Locke rolled his eyes: "A man who relies on women to eat soft rice." ”

At this time, Sneijder suddenly became angry, but he still held back his anger and smiled: "Even the hands of people who eat soft rice don't disdain to slap your stinky face." ”

"Hit me? Okay, you have the ability to fight! "Locke is like a fire, bigger than the scolded Sneijder.

"That's it!" After Cheng Qianxun scolded, he sighed slightly, and persuaded before the situation deteriorated further: "If you want to fight back, do you still have the strength to climb the ladder now?" It's already dead once, and there's nothing to argue about, everyone has to say less. ”

"That's right, beauty!" Sneijder put on a sly smile from the merchant. Locke wasn't so easy to soothe, but he at least kept his mouth shut and didn't make any more noise.

At this time, Zhang Ruoshan came out of the room, her face seemed to be a little blue, and her eye bags were a little dark.

Sneijder immediately laughed meaningfully, but did not say anything to cause any controversy.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" The head steward's body shook slightly, and he said with a smile: "Please come with me to the meal, during the meal, I will announce the latest rules." ”

When you get to the cafeteria, breakfast and dinner are different, and you need to eat quickly. So Cheng Qianxun quickly picked up the largest fruit plate, poured all the fruits inside on the table, took the plate that could be used as a tray, and put the high-energy food on it. And Zhang Ruoshan is doing the same, and the two of them are driving others to do the same.

Sure enough, the voice of the manager came: "The meal time is half an hour, and now the timer begins." ”

It took five minutes to fill the entire plate, Cheng Qianxun and Zhang Ruoshan took the plate full of food, put it on the table, then sat down and began to eat hard. The other men were still filling their plates with food because of their heavy appetite.

"Can't you just have a little cultivation?" Locke watched with disdain, and Special Forces Gordon grabbed the medium-rare steak with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth while loading the food.

Gordon looked at Locke coldly, spat some of the residue in his mouth to the side without saying a word, and then continued to grasp the food with his hands as quickly as he could.

Locke was stunned for a moment, and then he heard a soft, somewhat contrived voice beside him: "Some people can't appreciate elegance!" ”

Locke, who was a little embarrassed, turned his head a little gratefully, and on the other side was Rudolph, a special profession dressed like an accountant.

Rudolph took the trouble to add food to his plate unhurriedly with the fork and spoon on each plate on the table, taking one dish and changing it for another, using only the utensils on that dish. Just like the artist, he is extremely methodical.

He said leisurely as he took it: "I appreciate people like you, and you shouldn't panic at any time." ”

"For example, the last time I was on a mission, a man was not afraid of death and let me shoot me in the head with a gun. There was so much blood that I used to kill people by first covering the ground with plastic paper, and there was no trace of a roll. At that time, the banquet was about to start, and the guests could not be seen, otherwise there would be no way to carry out the task. So I had to wrap the body in a large garbage bag, stuff it in a corner, and clean the kitchen myself. It only took half an hour to clean the kitchen, throw all the brain-soaked and blood-soaked dishes into the trash, and order a takeout from the hotel. He talked eloquently, without looking at Locke, who was standing next to him and listening straightly.

"When the hotel takeaway was spread out in the gorgeous living room, everything was perfect. One or two of the slightly drunk guests who went to the kitchen had no idea that there was an ugly corpse with half of its head smashed by a gun under the glittering metal counter with the wine on it. Rudolph turned around and raised his eyebrows at Locke, who was dumbfounded, if it weren't for his appearance being too obscene, it would be a very free and easy expression, and he turned his head sideways and thought back slightly, and the corners of his mouth showed a light smile with a hint of aftertaste: "It's only half an hour... I'm so proud of myself. Good appetite! ”

Rudolph took the plate and left, leaving Locke, who stood there dumbfounded, his mouth closed for a long time.