"Well done." Beifeng suddenly patted Pu Si Qinglan on the shoulder, and added: "Xiao Futa, his brain muscles are too developed, he needs to lose weight." ”

Gin thought for a moment, suddenly felt that it made sense, and stopped sneering, pandering to a slight nod and saying, "Good job." ”

So Pu Si Qinglan survived like this.

She threw a grateful look at Lei Xiaofeng.

What a good man! Not only is the grilled chicken thighs delicious, but also good at!

She almost believed it.

As for Lei Xiaofeng selling her twice, Pu Si Qinglan has forgotten that there is nothing that chicken legs can't solve, if one doesn't work, just two.

The north wind nodded at the gin.

Gin snorted, raised his eyes without saying a word, and breathed out of his nostrils. Then, he quietly watched as the north wind sat down on the chair next to him, and his heart began to count down.

"Three"

"Two"

"One"

"Bah ......"

The cover of the chair that Beifeng was sitting on suddenly flipped back, and the sharp chair post that was not a joke pierced the person at the bottom, and the gin saw that it was too big, so he quickly pulled the person over, but... He overestimated someone's weight, the north wind is really light, so much so that the overexerted gin put the north wind ...

Pulled into his arms.

The man, who was almost 1.9 meters tall, with his neck hunched and his head pressed against his solid and throbbing chest, smelled the cologne mixed with the faint aroma of tobacco.

The north wind took a deep breath, full of the smell of model workers.

Gin also took a breath and began to be in a trance.

He pretended to cover up his mistake, and then gently held his butt and lifted the man high into the left seat, which was intact.

"Thank you." Beifeng removed his hand from under him, and there was a turbulent ferocity in his eyes.

Gin slowly put his hand back.

"You're welcome."

His fingers moved slightly.

……

It's pretty ......

……

"Crush is the wind."

"I like the sound of the piano."

"Love is the sea,"

"With you, a lifetime is enough."

Karasuma Xia Shilian unconsciously read a small poem, and, he, his face was full of gossip.

"Go ahead and leave me alone." Shampoo excited.

Only then did Gin notice that there was another large light bulb on the side, shiny, estimated to be 800 watts.

……

The sound of vodka "stomping" on the ground just rang out.

He looked at it innocently, and then found that there were two more people at the table, one Lei Xiaofeng and the other didn't recognize.

"Wait! Where's my chicken leg? ”

Looking at the empty plates, Vodka fell into doubt in life.

In the next second, he began to emit black gas, almost transforming into Voldemort and doing a burst and open clothes.

"Eaten by him." Pu Si Qinglan began to strike first.

Lei Xiaofeng is the one who added chicken legs to her, she can't be wronged, and Gin can't be provoked... So, another person who doesn't recognize her, she dumps the pot, there is!

To live, people must have principles.

"What! You... You... You! Actually stealing my chicken legs! Vodka Tiger jumped forward, grabbed Xia Shilian's collar, slammed his face directly to his nose, and shouted mouth to mouth: "I'm going to beat you!" ”

Xia Shilian stared at the writhing ass in front of her, at the plump waist, the big inverted triangle head, and the two strong and shapely chest muscles......

Yes! This kind of hunk! It's his favorite type!

As for the beautiful man like Gin and the North Wind, and the promising little man with a waist like Conan, I'm sorry, Xia Shilian, as a bottle of shampoo, not only contains fragrance but also has a unique taste, and he has an abnormal aesthetic.

He just fell in love with vodka, Fu Hanhan, and his seemingly simple temperament attracted Xia Shilian at a glance.

……

Full marks for figure!

It's just a little bit of a face......

(Described in the author's words)

Gin: "......"

A simple model worker who has never seen a man and a man grabbed Beifeng's hand.

"Let's go, let's go out and make noodles."

Beifeng felt the chrysanthemum that was gradually getting out of control, and he took a deep look at Karasuma Xia Shilian again.

"Good luck."

Hopefully, the baby's parents are not spying on him......

……

Vodka is still silent......

Karasuma Xia Shilian has a bad intuition, after all, he is still very cowardly.

Xiao Wu immediately snatched the rice bowl where the gin was placed in the middle, forked Lao Qin's chicken leg with a fork and handed it over.

"Well, open your mouth!"

The vodka head was still in a state of panic, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to bite it, and then bit it empty.

Karasuma Xia Shilian stuffed the chicken leg into his mouth, and once again showed a wicked smile: "Only good children can eat chicken legs~"

"Am I not good?" The vodka who reacted took out a pistol and put it on Xia Shilian's head.

Xia Shilian: "......"

He raised his left hand, and with his right hand, he skillfully pulled the small white flag from his bosom and shook it.

"I have something I want to say to you now, Brother Duckling, people are wrong."

"Gross..."

Vodka spat out a rainbow directly.

Pu Si. Mister. Qinglan sat and watched the overall situation, and intuitively felt that the current situation was not something that she could participate in, so she quietly squatted down and bit the chicken leg in Karasuma Xia Shilian's hand.

Without looking back, she turned around and made a rolling circular motion, and finally she rolled out of the gate.

The operation was successful.

She got the chicken leg multiplied by three without injury!

"Hey, hey, work hard, come on, I'm the best leg fighter!"

Beifeng looked at the diligent Pu Si Qinglan, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

All right...

This guy is completely wrong about the direction of hard work!

Does the distillery have its own aura of reducing intelligence? Remember... Pu Si Qinglan three days ago was still normal, forget it, these have nothing to do with me.

……

Gin really carried the north wind, and made two bags of instant noodles from the small shop.

"Ming, taste, acceptable."

His dark green, gray pupils seemed to be full of indifference, but at this time he rarely relaxed.

The long silver hair was blown up by the wind, three points stunning and seven points thin.

"Busy with tasks lately?"

The north wind tears open the instant noodle packaging bag, the round gnocchi rolls down into the lunch box, poured boiling water, dips a few drops of yellow-red chili oil, and waits for the noodles to soak and then add seasonings.

Perfect.

He guessed that Gin is probably not doing much of a task now, because Jean has learned to use vodka to drive around all day long.

……

Gin thought slightly......

Originally, there were a lot of assassination plans to bomb the building and steal intelligence, but first, the top scientist ran away, and he had to find another one to make up for it.

After all, the organization is focused on researching drugs, and the scientists are gone, waiting for the organization to go out of business?

Second, there have been a lot of newcomers recently, and he is busy bringing newcomers, even if he divides the four companies of Beifeng and the three companies of Kiel, he himself has to teach nine companies honestly.

To add, this company is a hundred people.

Among them, there are a few rare talents, who actually have the intelligence of ten-year-old children, in the organization, this kind of talent, it is really rare!

He, Gin, the conscience of heaven and earth, takes nine classes a day, has to look for information on scientists, and prepares to abduct people anytime and anywhere, where is there so much time for tasks?

It's really not lazy.

"Yes, and undercover." Gin suddenly muttered to himself.

"Undercover?"

"Undercover is a kind of spy, a little bug that infiltrates the organization." Gin blew the noodles and poured the water out.

Undercover...

Too much.

After all, at one time it seemed to him that everything except death was left ......

It's all betrayal.

Betrayal equals undercover, and undercover equals pending.

Was this before, and now......

As long as it is a tool that can be used, it is not impossible to throw it away after using it, and those who escape, as long as they are not discovered by him, can continue to enjoy life and not send it to the western sky.

Speaking civilized and polite, this is the current gin.

"By the way, Xiao Ming, your driver seems to have abducted my driver." Gin had a wooden face on top of it, and he couldn't see joy or anger.

"Oh, then I'll take the driver and the model worker he drove and served together." Beifeng glanced at Gin, and replied again, "Everyone can share a car." ”

And he added: "Of course, it's not good to be in a police car. ”

Then, listening to Beifeng's next words, Gin almost slipped his hand and dropped a gun.

North wind... He's talking......

"Gin, your car, share it?"

Gin: "......"

╰υ╯

turn into

╰ひ╯

Angry.

His car is not a shared bike!

It's good for you to sit, don't take the driver of the wild road dug out of the field I don't know where to take it into his car!

In case of...

What kind of car-in-car do wild drivers and domestic drivers make vodka......

The two of them, just watch?

As soon as strange ideas pop up, they become more and more uncontrollable.

Gin bowed his head and quietly ate noodles and drank soup, and his heart did not stop for a moment.