Li Zi really didn't care about the grievances and hatreds of these people, so she simply stayed out of the matter and asked, "What if Muge is rich? Are there any other reasons to prohibit us from associating......

"Mean, stingy, flowery, brutal!" Jiang Li mercilessly enumerated the shortcomings of the pastoral song as she walked, as if she was angry with him, "insidious, indifferent, impulsive, fanatical, do you need me to give more reasons to break up?"

Although Pastoral successfully suppressed the subconscious will to hate Jiang Li, even he wanted to kill Jiang Li.

Zheng Xuan also broke the jar and fell, stood up and asked: "The capital operation of the pastoral song ......?"

"The operation plan has been cancelled! He doesn't want to get even a little support from me!" Jiang Li disappeared into the garden and raised his hand to the madrigal.

Pastoral asked Zheng Xuan, "Is she comparing her middle finger to me?"

Zhang Jisheng nodded solemnly, and finally spoke: "Yes." ”

Li Zi's hope was disappointed, and she sobbed for a while, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, pushed away the chair, and ran away crying: "I hate you! You will always go back on your word! I hate you!"

Pastoral knew that Li Zi's complaint against Jiang Li may have been there since he was a child, until the day Jiang Li treacherously declared war on the galaxy, Li Zi's complaint turned into resentment; Pastoral Song didn't know how to persuade him. He had no choice but to wink at Dieyi and motioned to the adjutant to chase the commander back.

Dieyi looked stunned, and poked herself with her index finger: "I'm going to persuade?"

Zheng Xuan also turned his head: "This is an order." ”

Dieyi pouted and slapped the table, kicked away the chair rudely and got up, walked towards Li Zi in the distance with resentment, and muttered through gritted teeth: "Damn, people are under the eaves, I have to bow my head......"

At this moment, a scheming banquet finally came to an end. There were no more women under the exquisite and elegant tent, Zhang Jisheng finally put his feet on the table, threw a cigar to Zheng Xuan, and then ignored the pastoral song, tilted his head and lit the cigar between his teeth: "If I make Ah Li happy, maybe I have the opportunity to add a green hat to Li Dusk." The two of them are really good, and they successfully killed my peach blossom luck. ”

Zheng Xuan's eyes widened, he stood up and threw the cigar into the forest ten kilometers away. Zhang Jisheng took a puff of cigarette and declared very mindedly: "Hey, don't throw it away if you don't smoke it!"

"Jiang Li is different from other women. She will never be fooled by you. Zheng Xuan bowed and pointed at Zhang Jisheng and said word by word.

Pastoral admired Zheng Xuan's courage very much. As a third-rate gate valve owner, Zheng Xuan dared to point to the valve owners of the five surnames, and his courage was commendable.

Zhang Jisheng is also very chic, and he maintains the generosity of a victor to Zheng Xuan - of course, he may also want to be polite to Zheng Xuan: "Maybe it is now." But how long can she turn me down? She hasn't touched a man in a long time, do you know what that means?"

Zheng Xuan's face distorted. For the first time, Pastoral saw Zheng Xuan lose his senses.

Zhang Jisheng moved the chair to Zheng Xuan's side, ignoring the gaze of the pastoral, and leaned into Zheng Xuan's ear with a sincere face and whispered: "This means that once she accepts me, she will be able to unlock a thousand poses in less than a week." Tsk, you can imagine her graceful body, imagine her long hair flying in your field of vision......"

Zheng Xuan's right hand suddenly crumpled the tablecloth, and the red wine glass fell in response. Pastoral Ge held the wine glass like lightning, and at the same time pressed Zheng Xuan's right hand, signaling his boss to refrain from declaring war on Zhang Valve.

Zhang Jisheng looked at the pastoral song with satisfaction, and said to Zheng Xuan: "Look, even the deputy commander is calmer than you. You're not as wise as you say, and you have weaknesses. ”

Zheng Xuan turned his head, frowned and stared at Zhang Jisheng, his tense face was silent, but he let out a heavy gasp. Pastoral Song saw that Zhang Jisheng was constantly provoking, and it was obvious that Zhang Jisheng also minded that Jiang Li had such a reliable cronie as Zheng Xuan, so he made things difficult for Zheng Xuan everywhere.

Even Zheng Xuan, who is wise and martial, dictatorial, resolute, and unparalleled in authority, has to endure this kind of wretchedness. Who can live an easy life in the world? Pastoral Ge's heart turned upside down, and he put forward stricter requirements for his future self.

Seeing that Zheng Xuan actually restrained his anger, Zhang Jisheng was a little disappointed, shook his head and lay back in his chair, holding his cigar, and his eyes fell into the distance: "Jiang Li's character as an underage girl can actually cultivate a guy like you; What is it that brings you together? I can't figure it out. ”

Zheng Xuan straightened his waist, threw the official bracelet left by Jiang Li into Mu Ge's arms, and then pointed at Zhang Jisheng fiercely: "People like you will never understand." ”

"I don't have to. Zhang Jisheng turned his head and smiled at Zheng Xuan, "I just have to wait." I've been waiting for many years, and the green spring has finally arrived. ”

Even Pastoral Song wanted to beat Zhang Jisheng. He didn't expect that the master of the door valve, who was still elegant and chic and personable just now, would be able to turn into an old driver when he turned around, and the curve was so sharp that he could throw off the door.

Li Zi was still sitting on the hurdle of the racecourse and crying, and Dieyi stood next to her and persuaded with her head down, it was clear that she was not good at this work. Pastoral and Zheng Xuan walked side by side, crossing the runway vigorously. Pastoral looked at Li Zi's silhouette and thought, there are too many things to worry about, Zhang Jisheng, Wu Han, Li Du, Shi Lezhi...... Who are you surrounded by, my God?

Zheng Xuan stopped beside the madrigal, and he was also looking at the silhouette of Li Zi, pondering.

"God of War, in fact, the vice president's private life has nothing to do with us, with the current strength, declaring war with Zhang Jisheng is tantamount to a fool's dream......" Pastoral Song tried to admonish.

"No, Zhang Jisheng himself is a fool's dream. In front of the madrigal, Zheng Xuan was undisguised, full of contempt for Zhang Jisheng and confidence in the vice president, "He will never get what he wants." Because Miss Jiang has seen real heroes, how could she possibly take a bear to settle down. And Zhang Jisheng is a bear at best. ”

"Relatively handsome bear. "The madrigal digresses.

"Yes, handsome bear. Zheng Xuan was diverted from the topic.

The cold wind blew, Zheng Xuan's sideburns floated, and nature used poetry to relieve the cold field of the two. But Madrigal was clear that he had to ask. If he doesn't ask, it will seem that he has a ghost in his heart.

"Why do you know that I have a treasure thread in my subconscious?" asked Madrigal.

"It's very understandable. If you're going to bury your treasure," Zheng Xuan looked at the birds in the sky, "will you allow others to dig up your treasure easily?"

"Not allowed. Pastoral said.

"So where will you bury your baby?" asked Zheng Xuan.

"I'll bury my baby in a place where only I can find it. Pastoral said.

Zheng Xuan turned his head to look down at the pastoral song, and gently tapped his fingers on his temples: "Everyone has such a place, and that place is called the subconscious. Nobody can find you but you. ”

Madrigal admits that the logic is correct, but the story is still messy and he can't refute it.

"So, have you got the treasure coordinates?" Zheng Xuan looked at the distant mountains.

"Li Xingxing. The madrigal was crisp and neat, and he was also looking out over the forest.

"Li Xingxing. I should have thought of it a long time ago. The former site of the Rose Academy's internship base, the origin of the rebels. Zheng Xuan muttered.

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