There is no doubt that the next question is to explain Xiaozhu's problem with Liu Zhen.

Obviously agreed to settle Xiaozhu and not live together.,How can you explain this night.,Sure enough, the reason for the cockroach is still handy.。

"Do you want to hide it from Liu Zhen?" Wen Cheng poured two mouthfuls of porridge and pushed the bowl away, he didn't look very hungry.

My sister suddenly restrained a lot, drank two bowls and came to the TV, her mother opened the white dust cover for her very early, and the TV whispered costume dramas, Xiaozhu didn't sit back on the sofa, just knelt in front of the TV and stared intently.

"You can't hide it from her." Su Meng put down the chopsticks, and at this time her mother served the hot chicken soup, "Thank you, aunt," After saying this, Su Meng turned around and waved to the girl in front of the TV, and found that she was engrossed and stopped making any further efforts.

"Su Meng, although it hasn't been stewed for long, this old hen was brought by my hometown, you can drink it all, and I will give you an afternoon next time." Mother took another empty bowl and filled Su Meng with chicken soup.

"I can't eat much, Wen Cheng should eat more."

"He, he has delicious food waiting for him every day, you don't care about him, the chicken can be left, and the soup is all drunk."

"Well, thank you, auntie."

"Mom, it's okay, you go and rest."

"Okay, okay, you talk, you talk." The mother removed the hook from her apron and hung it on the wall, squeezed her eyes at Su Meng, and went into the small room on the north side with a haircut.

Wen Cheng looked at his phone, the time was nine fifty-five, and he hadn't figured out how to explain his sister's problem. So he slowly chewed on the remaining grains of rice in his mouth.

"I'll talk to her," Su Meng held out his hand to him, "Wen Cheng, I want to make sure that Liu Zhen doesn't have any suspicion against you."

"But what are you going to say...... It's not too early, I'll go turn on the computer first." Wen Cheng got up and went to the room, turned on the computer, pulled out the dusty camera from the drawer and installed it.

Liu Zhen only said that it was a video conference, what video software is better to use?

Wen Cheng downloaded several video software and installed them all, Liu Zhen must still be inquiring, it must be inappropriate to call at this time, or wait for her to call honestly.

"Ding!" Wen Cheng turned on his phone, and it was a text message.

"I'm still inquiring, and the military wants me to talk more, so I'll postpone it until 12 o'clock first."

I don't know what the inquiry is all about, isn't this just the end of the case? Why did the military start talking to her again? Is it possible to pay for helicopters and missiles?

"How's it going?" A gentle voice came from my ears. Su Meng put the hot green tea on the table.

Wen Cheng handed the phone to Su Meng, and Su Meng sighed, "Sure enough, it's the military that is the most difficult."

"What is the relationship between this military and Yoo Shin? What are they going to do?" Wen Cheng thumped the table.

"There have always been many contradictions between the military and the magic world," Su Meng said with his back against the table and his hands propped on the table, "Many actions of the magic force are carried out in the name of exercises, and the military will naturally take the blame if something happens, this is one of them."

"Second, unlike the transfer of the command of the police to Liu Zhen, once the military is dispatched, the soldiers will accept the leadership of Liu Zhen and their superiors, and there will often be different orders, even the grassroots commanders are very rare, and they will be angry at both ends, and they will have to accept two interrogations from the military court and the 19th Bureau when they turn back." Su Meng shrugged, "Over time, the military doesn't care much about the Guardians."

"The problem is to solve the case, the enemy is very strong, can't the military even understand this?"

"Actually, the military has the same doubts about Liu Zhen," Su Meng turned around for a while, suddenly looked at the night sky outside the window, spread his hands again, touched the brim of his hat that didn't exist, and pretended to be a grassroots commander with a sad face and said, "There are so many strongholds, although it is written on them that we will be targeted one by one, but what exactly is the enemy?!" The information of the Nineteenth Bureau is not shared with us! Also, what do we big men have to do with a female student, what are we doing? Are you going to fight monsters?"

"That's it." Su Meng tilted his head and stuck out his tongue.

Wen Cheng was stunned when he looked at Su Meng's superb acting skills that suddenly appeared, is this still the good girl I know?!

In contrast, the strange tacit understanding reached between the military and the wizarding world seems to have been completely destroyed by Liu Zhen, and this matter is certain.

Soon, the back of Yoo Jin's face of several flaming helicopters came to mind, the light lines on her right shoulder and right eye came through the sweater, and the girl clasped her trembling fingers and said, "They are the ones who broke the contract!"

It was not a simple dissatisfaction, but an anger that had not been understood for a long time.

Even if they are also allies, the Magic Association and the military seem to be dissatisfied with Liu Zhen, and the committee, the 19th Bureau, and the police are on Liu Zhen's side, three to two, and it is really a shaky balance of power......

Although he knew that this would not help, and would even attract a scolding, Wen Cheng still typed a sentence on his mobile phone, "No matter how things develop, I will be on your side."

After two minutes of silence, Liu Zhen did not reply, which was also expected, and after doing this, Wen Cheng put his phone aside.

"What do you mean?" Wen Cheng pointed out the door.

"Wen Cheng, you don't need to say a reason, just say that you can keep her for a day."

"Is that all it takes?"

"That's it." Su Meng smiled calmly.

"What if she's angry?"

"Wen Cheng, you don't know her well enough," Su Meng looked at the book on the table, gently flicked the spine of the book, and said, "Liu Zhen has always been straightforward, in other words, he is sincere enough to people."

"That's not where her name comes from."

"Of course not, it's her innate personality, it has nothing to do with her name, but it conflicts with her nature."

"What do you mean?"

"Her birthday is five nines, as the emperor's phase," Su Meng pushed her hair behind her ears and looked at the stars outside the window, "It should be a combination of power and strategy, forbearance, and open-mindedness, but this kind of phase is injected into a straight girl's body, and these two mutually exclusive forces are constantly colliding in her body, even if the master uses Buddhism to help her reconcile, it will never be resolved."

Wen Cheng lowered his body, went to the living room to bring a chair for Su Meng, and drooped down weakly, looking out of the window with the girl.

It's a thorn when she speaks, but the perfect little face and the chic girl's posture are deducted a lot of points by the arrogant and aggressive tone, and it feels biased to say that it is neutral, it is hard to imagine that such a girl wears a white gauze skirt, holds her beloved man into the white temple, and purses her lips to accept blessings in the smiles of everyone.

This kind of scene is absolutely impossible, such a character will only make her walk alone.

No matter how far the road is, whether it is a thousand ravines or demons and monsters, it does not prevent the red figure from taking a lonely but determined step.

"Wen Cheng, can you put a few Pollini?"

Wen Cheng came back to his senses and found that Su Meng was clinging to the "Graziera" drawn from the book stand, which was just a second-hand book he bought out of curiosity - yes, in Su Meng's small room, in addition to the subset of classics and histories, there was only this out-of-print romantic tragedy novel on the red book stand.

Su Meng's mood and emotions are more important than everything, that is the only thing Wen Chengda desires in his heart, but he was stripped of the shell of the flame goddess.

Wen Cheng opened the music software, and instead of choosing to play Pollini, he clicked on the shuffle playback, and behind the ethereal music was a melodious female voice: "The book of life is supreme, you can't flip through it at will, and you can't close it; A wonderful passage can only be read once, and the page of tribulation is automatically turned; When you want to relive the lingering feelings of the past, what you read is the chapter of your life's deathbed." (—Alphonse de Lamartine)

The two looked at the night sky outside the window together, quietly listening to the female voice's chanting, and the door was quietly closed and suddenly pushed open.

"What about that, brother......" Xiaozhu asked, leaning at the doorknob.

"Sleepy? Still hungry?" Wen Cheng looked at her.

Xiaozhu shook his head, lowered his head and nodded his fingers,

"The TV was pierced by a thousand miles of snow......"