Richelieu opened his mouth slightly, and when he looked at Zhuang Yan, he was distracted and remembered the anecdote when he and VV competed for domination in the Mediterranean, and the Italian Navy's motto was still in his ears: "It is better to be alone than to touch the head of the eldest sister." Unexpectedly, Hongyan is angry, and everything is stopped with one punch. Legend has it that this woman ate worms in Christmas chocolate and punched the gift-giver captain into the emergency room for a week. And because she is so picky, she corrects other people's grammar when she receives love letters, and teaches flower varieties when she checks roses, which gradually makes people daunting, and finally becomes a single queen, and she has never even talked about decent love for hundreds of days, which makes people sigh. But thinking of the hospitalized captain, the men who are ready to move feel that love is precious, life is more valuable, and it is better for people to live.

I didn't expect that there was really someone who was not afraid of death and dared to soak Lord Vidoleo.

When Richelieu was shocked, he pinched the cross in his hand, silently recited God bless you, and replied with the mercy of the ancients: "Warrior, I am the righteous glory of Free France Richelieu." What's your name, please? ”

VV's eyes widened, and when he saw Richelieu's compassionate appearance, he guessed that she was thinking about her own flying black history, and hurriedly grabbed the conversation: "His name is Zhuang Yan, what's wrong?" Fat comes in from the mouth, disaster comes out of the mouth, keep your mouth shut. ”

Richelieu wanted to tear VV's mouth. But when she heard the name "Zhuang Yan", she forgot her anger, and her joy washed away her annoyance, and her expression was stunned, like when she was picking clothes, she suddenly heard the shopping guide say that this was a new model, and her eyes suddenly lit up and looked at it again: Zhuang Yan was lowering his head to wipe his sweat, plowing his hair to the back of his head, and his hair stood up again as soon as he loosened his hand. Then he tightened his white coat and looked up at Richelieu, his expression clean and his eyes suspicious: "Why do you look at me like this?" ”

Richelieu muttered, "Zhuang Yan? "It's like savoring the taste of those two words.

VV stared at Zhuang Yan vigilantly, and suddenly felt that something was wrong with Richelieu, and her imagination suddenly soared. She remembered that Zhuang Yan's comic books were full of big sisters like Richelieu. She remembered that Richelieu had never looked at a man with a look of surprise. She remembered love at first sight, remembered **, remembered the change. As the wild horses unleashed her imagination, she felt that the green turf above her head was already alive.

"Although I don't know what kind of wind this guy Richelieu is smoking, it's so suspicious for her to look at Zhuang Yan and pronounce his name!" VV decided that every inch of land was to be contested.

Then VV hugged Zhuang Yan's hand angrily, raised his head and asked angrily: "What do you see!" You just like big guys, don't you?! ”

Zhuang Yan said: "Don't make trouble! When did I say that? ”

VV was vexatious: "Then you have so many royal sister books." I don't believe it, you just like the big ones! ”

Lord Vittorio was making a serious fuss, Zhuang Yan hurriedly put out the fire, turned around and taught VV seriously: "What's so good about big? Buy underwear out of size, sagging when you get old, sit for a long time with back pain, lie down and sleep with chest tightness, do you know how much they suffer! If you don't have a boyfriend, it's as redundant as an empty crib! ”

VV was taken aback, his eyes widened and he stared blankly at the righteous and stern Zhuang Yan, deceived by his blazing and serious gaze, thinking that he was disgusted with Da Bo in pain, half believing and half rejoicing: "Really? ”

Richelieu is diametrically opposed, his self-confidence is like being strafed by a machine gun, his face is red and shortness of breath as if he has been bullied, Sakura lips tremble and he can't scold, he only knows that he looks at Zhuang Yan and says "you, you, you", which shows that Sister Li's scolding function is not perfect.

The reason why Richelieu couldn't scold was that Zhuang Yan's words went straight to the point, and every sentence hit the red heart, which made her feel a kind of surprise that she was exposed to the stubborn disease before she sat in front of the Chinese medicine doctor and didn't take the pulse. However, the words of the fairy were too ugly, she blushed and longed to draw her sword, and at the same time suspiciously the excitement of meeting the half-immortal on the overpass, as if hesitating: whether to pay for fortune, or to lift the table to show injustice.

So she hesitated angrily, looking at him angrily, but she didn't have a seizure.

Zhuang Yan clearly felt that Richelieu was wrong, but thousands of years of history have proved that you cannot have both fish and bear's paws: flattering the imperial power will inevitably offend the workers and peasants, and winning the trust of the people often isolates itself from officialdom. Since you can't serve the bowl evenly, then break your wrist quickly.

So Zhuang Yan turned around and apologized to Richelieu: "No offense." One sentence stabilized the knight sister who was on the verge of drawing her sword, and then opened her eyes wide and continued to bewitch VV: "Of course it's true!" Now that underwear advertisements are overwhelming on the street, and online supermodel photos are endless, our vision has long been bombarded by 36D to aesthetic fatigue! Things must be reversed! Now that artificial balls abound, who wants to see overflowing salt water bags! We want to see the beauty of nature, and we want to see the harmony and unity of the right size, combined with feel and beauty! Since the popularity of plastic surgery hospitals, the kind of boba that violates the dialectic is destined to be eliminated in the torrent of history! A new era is coming, VV, like yours with a perfect body with low wind resistance and fluid mechanics can lead the fashion trend! ”

Richelieu lay down and was shot, his face shaking like a white piece of paper, and he remained dazed and calm, for the shock and hatred could not be conveyed with expressions. She shouted indignantly in her heart: "What the hell, lie to people, you don't believe this kind of nonsense yourself!" Looking at the joyful Lord Vittorio clapping and smiling as if celebrating his birthday, he thought to himself: "She believes it, this stupid man Veneto really believes it!" Sure enough, love is blind! Only then did he realize that this Zhuang Yan was not a half-immortal miracle doctor, but just a charlatan with a clever tongue, making excuses to make people believe his extravagant words. Shame and anger surged up, Richelieu blushed in embarrassment, pursed his lips slightly, stared at Zhuang Yan's back in aggrieved and embarrassed, contradictory and annoyed, and felt like two villains were talking in his heart:

The first villain said: This man scolds Richelieu, let's stab him to death!

The second villain said: Yes, yes!

Richelieu was about to use force when there was an unhurried sound of high-heeled shoes knocking on the ground from behind, "Click, click." A sweet and tactful voice came lazily: "Hey, someone is making fun of the girl in Shangwei? ”

Richelieu and VV were tense, Zhuang Yan stood between the two of them and made a big fuss, Richelieu was spinning, and the incident of a big fight was about to break out, but no one dared to move on the trestle, why.

Because Wei Dongxian came over. She was wearing a slim-fitting suit with a black background and gold threads, the upper circumference was so big that the suit couldn't be contained, and the white shirt seemed to be overflowing. Zhuang Yan's gaze had already drifted away and looked at Li Chen. Wei Dongxian arrived before the sound arrived, and said a light sentence to stop Richelieu, who was eager to draw his sword and be ashamed, and then the folder in his hand gently patted the black stockings on his legs, and walked over, without glancing at Li Chen, first handed over the document bag to Richelieu, and said softly: "I always want to see you with my own eyes, you are really heroic, and you will live up to my trip." This is your ID and work guide, and as for accommodation, there are a few more empty cabins that you can pick and choose yourself. Later, I'll take you to the Sword Furnace to see the car. "Soft-spoken, slow-spoken, and considerate.

Then his hand moved to his thin waist, his five fingers knocked on his hips, looked at Zhuang Yan and asked, "So you look down on the girl who carries her own weight?" When she said this, although she didn't move, Zhuang Yan's eyes were involuntarily dragged onto her white shirt that was bulging out of the suit and still trembling slightly. After hearing this, Zhuang Yan looked up and saw that Richelieu and Wei Dongxian were standing side by side, realizing that it was not good.

It seems that I accidentally fired a map cannon. When Richelieu heard the fallacies just now, it was helpless and unavoidable. But when Wei Dongxian listened, it would knock over a group of people with a stick, and the scope of the impact was a bit wide. Offend the domineering president of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the orange authority driver who is in charge of half a tiger charm at the same time? Zhuang Yan suddenly felt the unbearable weight of life.