Chinese Jing Mohao's eyes were brewing with a cold wine, and he said lightly, "In the future, there will be no special circumstances, so there is no need to report." v o d t . c o m”

"Yes, young master." Yan Yu removed the photo from the table.

He could see that every time the young master looked at the information. None of the emotions are too good.

Jing Mohao rubbed his temples vigorously.

It's been two months, and it seems that she can live well without herself, and even, even better.

He should be willing, and he should be reassured.

"How's the Hall of Martyrs doing?" Jing Mohao asked in a deep voice, not opening his eyes.

"The nest has been wiped out, but the old thief of Barcelona has escaped." Yan Yu's tone was full of unwillingness.

Jing Mohao raised his eyelids slightly, "How can you escape?" ”

"The subordinates couldn't tell clearly, as if they used some kind of trick to shoot him, and the real person disappeared, leaving only a ragged coat." Yan Yu recounted the situation of that day to Jing Mohao.

Jing Mohao has a general understanding.

The reason why an organization like Southeast Asia, which is not a name, has survived until now and has not been wiped out is because of its own housekeeping skills.

"Young master, do you want to carry out a comprehensive search."

"No," Jing Mohao decisively ordered, "You can't find him, let all the brothers stationed in Southeast Asia evacuate quickly." ”

Since he used the last killer feature, he must have a complete plan, because he wasted his manpower alone, and he was not qualified.

"Yes."

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It was another day of joy, and Luo Xi returned to the hotel full of energy and took out the room card from his pocket.

Chen Chen stood at the door next door with a few paper bags, "Xixi, you still have something to take?" ”

"Huh? What is it? Luo Xi asked, turning his head and walking towards him.

Chen Chen stretched open the bag he was carrying, with an unnoticed evil smile in his eyes, watching Luo Xi walk in front of him, poking his head into the bag.

"Po~"

A crisp kiss bloomed on Luo Xi's soft cheeks.

Luo Xi's spine stiffened, and a numb electric current began to spread to the entire face from one point.

"You... What are you doing! Luo Xi pushed him in shame.

Chen Chen didn't dodge it, he came over and hugged her directly.

"Xixi, before you go to bed in the future, remember to take away my love."

Luo Xi was stared at by his burning gaze, and he didn't dare to raise his head at all, his cheeks were hot.

"Remember?" Chen Chen seemed to think that she was not embarrassed enough, and approached her again to ask.

Luo Xi was disturbed by her, hurriedly pushed him away, dropped a sentence of "so annoying", covered his face and ran back to his door, really wanted to open the door and hide in.

Chen Chen was amused by her shyness and smiled, "Xixi, I'll take you to the dance tomorrow, remember..."

The rest of the voices were all blocked out by Luo Xi's fast-closing door, and Chen Chen looked at the people who fled in the desert and smiled like a spring breeze.

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Jian Qing took advantage of Jing Mohao's sedatives to fall asleep, and returned to the house tired, ready to get a few changes of clothes.

Jing Mohao's condition was already stable, but his fluctuating emotions really made it difficult for him to control his deterioration.

He didn't want the woman who could understand him at a glance to see his exhaustion, so he loosened his eyebrows a little before stepping through the door.

The sun was warm on the body, but the room was a little cold.

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