"Since you deliberately avoided the unspeakable title, then why can't you call me a whistle, am I not your hero?"

This title is full of banter, and men don't like it.

Everything about Min Zhuang'er stirred up the flame of Jun Xiaoyan, and hit men's self-esteem all the time.

Then, Jun Xiaoyan pressed her wrist violently, Zhuang Er was shocked again, and the wrists of both hands were already firmly buckled by the man.

"Zhuang'er, do you really think I dare not touch you?"

"My lord, I bet you won't." Min Zhuang'er said very sultry and affirmed.

"Hehehe......" the girl laughed self-deprecatingly, "My lord, let's get down to business, if you want me to come back to you and win over the relationship with North America, then you answer me a question first." ”

"As long as you are willing to admit a problem, I am willing to help you convince the Underwoods to temporarily give up considering the capital injection of [Tianfu City], until you successfully defeat Nan Dusk Abyss and get the party's presidential nomination."

"Then you ask."

Then the man let go of her again and straightened up.

Min Zhuang'er also sat up, the two were close to each other less than ten centimeters apart, staring at each other's eyes, spying on any changes in expression inside.

The room was silent and depressing, and there was an invisible undercurrent, but only Min Zhuang'er's voice could be heard.

"Three years ago, that night, after the high priest died, the man wearing a skull mask who appeared later on the Buddha platform was you, right?"

Min Zhuang'er's question, word by word, came out slowly.

The man who was close at hand in front of him heard her question clearly, and his handsome facial features did not have a trace of expression lines, even the depths of his pupils were not shocked.

That man is the [Corpse Forest], and Min Zhuang'er knows it.

"Do you know, the taste of your fingers, I just confirmed it again, it's the same as that person, you smoke the same brand of cigarettes, it's so coincidental?"

That night, the feeling of finger picking, the ballet on the fingertips, that feeling, how could she forget? I will not forget it until I die.

If Jun Xiaoyan admits it, it is equivalent to admitting that he is the Lord of the Corpse Forest.

"It's not." Jun Xiaoyan's thin lips with a sense of surname were spit out, and he gave the answer softly.

"That's good, I'm sorry, if you don't admit it, I can't do anything for you." Min Zhuang'er stared at Mu Ran's stiff Jun Xiaoyan, "But I won't treat you badly." ”

Then, by surprise.

Min Zhuang'er leaned in, pasted Jun Xiaoyan's left cheek, and pecked it.

This is the first time it has .......

And it was Min Zhuang'er who took the initiative, although it was just a dragonfly on his cheeks.

Jun Xiaoyan was stunned, and then this dragonfly bit of water ended quickly, Min Zhuang'er got up, sorted out his clothes, walked to the door, and opened the bedroom door.

"Lord Whip, get out." Min Zhuang'er said mercilessly.