"Oh my God! Maomao, you're actually online? Do you know how many days you haven't been online! An unstandard Chinese voice sounded.

"I haven't seen you so excited about the task, as soon as Maomao comes, you will be on top. Ed, please have a bit of a work ethic, okay? ”

"What do you know, Mao Mao is the sniper goddess in my heart!"

Everyone could feel Ed's eyes full of adoration through the screen.

"Huh." A low chuckle sounded, "Maomao, you're here." "It's the chief, and the name is high.

"Hmm." Song Qing responded.

"You've come just in time, aren't you from the Empire? Our mission is in the imperial capital, is it convenient for you? Lao Gao asked.

"Free, what's the task?" Song Qing has not borrowed a task for a long time because of the college entrance examination, and now he is in the imperial capital, and he can't say anything if he doesn't accept it.

"The underworld overlord of the empire, Lu He." As soon as Lao Gao talked about Lu He, everyone became excited again.

"I heard that he used to be a gangster, but in three years he became the number one gangster! Still under the noses of the Empire! It's awesome. Ed still wanted to force it, but was stopped by Song Qing.

"This person can't be killed." Song Qing's voice was categorical, and directly cut off Ed's words.

"How?" Lao Gao asked.

"He is gracious to me, and I cannot kill him."

"Then this task, do we take it or not?" A male voice who was obviously much calmer asked, it was the killer line, who was good at micro-expressions and behavior analysis, and often arranged retreat routes for his companions.

"Take it, I'll take it." Song Qing said.

"Maomao, are you in the imperial capital?" One line asked.

"Hmm."

"I'm also in the imperial capital." One line said.

Song Qing was a little surprised, he was also from the empire, and he was also in the imperial capital? Who will it be? Although there had been a cooperation before, that time the party did not use its true face after all, and Song Qing ......

"it! Are you so coincidental? Pity me alone in France......." Ed said, the more he talked, the more aggrieved he became.

Lao Gao had a headache, "Be mature, you haven't calmed down yet." ”

"Of course, Maomao is my goddess!" Ed praised proudly.

Song Qing felt speechless, where did Ed's confidence in her come from?

"You want to reverse the routine?" Although the party was asking Song Qing, they had already affirmed it in their hearts.

"Hmm." Song Qing was concise and to the point.

"Goddess, what kind of grace does this Lu He have for you? Is there anyone in the world who can be kind to you? Ed is very gossipy, and everyone is unanimous in their doubts about how such a person can become a genius blasting expert.

"Saving grace."

Ed still wanted to talk, but was stopped by Lao Gao, "Okay Ed." ”

When Ed heard the leader speak, he naturally didn't dare to say more.

One line spoke, "Isn't it immoral for you to take on the task like this and not kill?" ”

It was a joke, but I didn't expect Song Qing to ask seriously: "Aren't we all based on our mood?" ”

The seven that just went online: "Poof...... I heard such a shocking declaration as soon as I came up? ”

Ed couldn't stop laughing, and even the line and Lao Gao couldn't help laughing.

When he first joined the organization, Song Qing was very young, and Lao Gao said in the group that Song Qing should not be under pressure, and that he should do things according to his mood. He really didn't restrain them too much. Except for the necessary tasks, Lao Gao will take the initiative to hand over, and the rest really depends on their mood.

"Maomao, I said why are you so sincere! I like it! Seven seemed to pat the table, and the sound of her slapping the table came from the chat room.

Song Qing was laughed at and stopped talking.

"That's all." Song Qing closed the chat room.

"Seven beauties, you see you've scared my goddess away again!" Ed grumbled.

"Heh, what do I have to do with Maomao? How many of you have seen her for real? Hum! She's mine! Get out of the way! "Seven ......" Lao Gao felt a little difficult to explain.

"What's wrong? Our family kisses Mao Mao, but the body is soft and easy to push down, you rough men don't want to think about it! The amount of information revealed in the words of the Seven Proud Men was a little too large......

For a while, everyone chose to go offline......

A line off the screen, thinking about what Seven said, 'How many of you have seen Maomao's true face?' ’

"Really?" Yixing muttered that he had worked with Mao Mao once, and if he hadn't known that Mao Mao used fake faces for his missions, he would have been attracted by her appearance. is young, but she still does not hide her beauty.

After Song Qing went offline, he withdrew the strengthened protective net, but he received a text message from Ning Nian'an, all of whom asked how Song Qing was injured.

The words were very short, one sentence or two, only a few words, but Song Qing felt warm in his heart.

Song Qing replied that she would go to see him in a few days.

After all, I am still a sick person in bed, and it is not easy to go out and walk around these days, so I should simply give myself a vacation, bored and playing with the stock market of the old Lu family, no matter how bad it is......

Song Qing wanted to play the piano.

No matter how bad it is, it's good to play the piano.

In the attic of the villa on Maple Grove Road, there is a set of musical instruments, piano, guitar, drum kit, keyboard.

Song Qing will, but few people know that she will. These were sent by Lu He, and An Jingjing's guitar for the interview was taken here, and her original order for Liu Yiyi, although it was fake, the price of the guitar was even higher than 4.6 million.

What Lu He can give Song Qing is the best.

She wore a lilac loungewear and dragged cotton slippers to the attic.

The skylight is very good, and when you open the window, you can smell the faint scent of grass outside.

Song Qing fished out a guitar and sat on the tatami mat in front of the window, leaning back against the strings.

is a very gentle song, if anyone can hear it, they will definitely be able to find that Song Qing can play it, which is a new song to be released by Chenping in November. A song written by gold medal composer LE.

A very gentle lyrical song, in line with the setting of Chenping.

Song Qing opened his mouth and wanted to sing, but he couldn't open his mouth.

The feeling of fear came back up.

People only know that LE only writes songs and never sings, but no one knows how much LE wants to open his mouth and sing his own songs.

Song Qing indulged in her own world, and she didn't react until Hao Yu entered the house.

"Why are you here again!" As soon as Song Qing saw Hao Yu, he felt that nothing was good.

"I still have wounds on my body." Hao Yu's preface does not match the afterword.

Song Qing put down his guitar, "Why don't you ask Huang Zeming to come to me if you are injured?" ”

She has already thought about it, Hao Yu is a person, let her be tempted, and make her unconsciously want to get closer, this state is really not good, and she must have less contact in the future.

Hao Yu didn't understand how Song Qing, who was already not enthusiastic about him, became more and more indifferent.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine, so Major General Hao is fine, please go downstairs, the door is on the left."

Hurry up and get out!

"You dislike me?" Hao Yu narrowed his extremely deep eyes and asked.

Song Qing looked at him neatly dressed, but with his feet and a bulging arm under his shirt, he could see that he was injured a lot. It's kind of funny.

Song Qing's words softened by two points, "If you are injured, don't run around, don't the servants of the Major General's Mansion serve you?" Ran so far to find me? ”

Hao Yu took a few steps forward, and he was a little lame.

"I miss you." Where does Hao Yu still have a little idol baggage.

Song Qing was speechless, "Is there nothing to do with the Major General?" ”

"I want to be you." Oh, the mouth is about to come out for a moment.

Song Qing's eyes widened angrily, how could this Hao Yu be a scoundrel like this?

"Well, I can explain this." Hao Yu touched his nose and said embarrassedly.

"Get me out!"

"I won't leave, you give me medicine, if you don't give me medicine, I'll just lie here, the wound is rotten, my leg is broken, and I don't rely on you."

It was a grievance, Song Qing took a breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Go downstairs!" ”