387 is not what I want
"It's just one of my features. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoThe first time I reorganized my body, my body temperature exceeded 800 degrees Celsius, and to this day, I am already proficient in controlling the temperature of my body. It's just a basic lesson for quantum warriors. Zhuang Yan raised his head and smiled, "It's all a gift from quantum life." ā
"And what else do you do?" For the first time, Wei Dongxian seriously discussed the mystery of life with him, and she was so curious that she forgot to be afraid.
"What features do you want?" Zhuang Yan focuses on massage.
Wei Dongxian felt that it was enough to have the current functions, which could keep out the cold in winter and cool off in summer, and it only took one minute to warm the bed, which was so powerful that it could eliminate the stuffed bears on the market.
"Well, I'm so easily satisfied, I just need to warm my hands." Wei Dongxian refused to say it explicitly, hiding her head and showing her tail, and her subtext was richer than that of modern poetry.
Zhuang Yan said: "You might as well buy a rechargeable one." ā
Xiao Xian couldn't wait to kick him, holding the stone tablet under her with both hands, bowing her head and gritting her teeth, "You just want to charge, you stupid." ā
Zhuang Yan rubbed it for a while, picked up his little feet and looked at it carefully, Wei Dongxian's complaint suddenly stopped, and his heart was ashamed like an ant bite, and it was as crisp as if he had been poisoned, so he had to bite his lip flutteringly, holding the stone tablet and drifting away, secretly thinking about what to do if he was addicted. Zhuang Yan saw that the swelling of her ankle had subsided, pressed it gently, asked if it was still painful, and saw Wei Dongxian's hair fluttering, so she put on her shoes, stood up and lit a cigarette, and returned to the original topic: "European sovereignty is already in jeopardy, and the General Staff is working hard. At this juncture, the international situation is ever-changing, emergencies are surging, and the implementation of the 'Great Wall of Economy' policy by the Iron and Blood Salvation Association at this time is already a target on the cusp. Since I am allegiance, I will follow you to the end. ā
Zhuang Yan flicked off the cigarette ashes, squinted at the bodyguards looming in the distance, and the white coarse linen clothes fluttered up and down in the breeze: "I revealed to you the top-secret information sealed by the General Staff, which may help you to predict the prophet and gain a firm foothold, but the consequences I have suffered cannot be ignored." You and the bodyguards must keep their mouths shut, hide it for as long as possible, and don't let Nie Rongxiang know. ā
"Hmm." Wei Dongxian's heart was surging. Zhuang Yan came back from the dead, but he has unimaginable superpowers. This earth-shattering fact is not even known to her, the former boss, which shows how well the staff department conceals it. And Zhuang Yan dared to risk angering the staff and reveal those thrilling top-secret anecdotes to himself, which must have been well thought out.
Zhuang Yan has something to do, and rarely talks to her; But as an outsider, she figured out the characteristics of Zhuang Yan: the greater the risk he takes, the more positive the motive that drives him. He will only fight for himself as a last resort.
"I'll keep the bodyguard a secret." Wei Dongxian lifted her hair and followed Zhuang Yan's gaze, seeing the sparse figure in a suit behind the bushes, a demonic smile flashed in her eyes.
"If Europe really dies, my espionage capabilities will be useless." Zhuang Yan sighed and was worried: "In the era of super-military duel, what we fight for is allies and national strength, and what we fight for is economy and logistics. I alone will not be able to save the global battlefield from a total decline. ā
Wei Dongxian turned his head to look at him, not understanding why he was so worried because he was obviously with a unique skill. What Zhuang Yan said, she almost went in her left ear and out of her right ear, because she was always distracted and pondering, she always felt that Zhuang Yan was taking a risk and showing up to see her, which had an intriguing meaning. The more secretive Zhuang Yan became, the more she wanted to ask side by side to understand.
"You," Xiaoxian suddenly digressed and blurted out: "When you left my office that day, I wanted to hold you and ask you to understand, but because you broke your foot, you couldn't walk in pain." Later, I couldn't wait to see you, so I was hibernated. Before passing out, expecting to wake up and ask you, you cheated to death again. I thought there would be no answer in this life, but I didn't expect to meet again today...... So I suddenly remembered, that,"
Zhuang Yan looked at Wei Dongxian and said a lot in a wordy manner, surprised when did the reserved and cold queen become such a girl.
"What did you say," Wei Dongxian buried a lot of foreshadowing, enumerating countless reasons, before he straightened his chest and asked him confidently: "What do you mean by the phrase 'where did you come from without a country'?" I'm stupid and I don't understand. ā
Zhuang Yan stared at her face, and Wei Dongxian raised her chin to show that she had a good reason and would never back down.
"There is no country, there is no home, and the country is a home." Zhuang Yan said, "****** advertising words." ā
Wei Dongxian's face changed.
"You white-eyed wolf who kills a thousand knives and can't feed the tuberculosis alive!" Wei Dongxian has learned both Chinese and Western, but the vocabulary of scolding is limited, and he sacrificed all the classic example sentences of grandma scolding grandpa in his memory, and trembled with anger: "I thought that you came to me because of ......"
She suddenly stopped her mouth, restrained herself expressionlessly for a long time, suddenly raised her chin, and comforted herself coldly and reservedly: "I'm not angry." I don't care when I get angry. "Holding on to the stone monument and stepping on his high heels, he stumbled and stumbled down the mountain.
Zhuang Yan reached out to pinch her cuffs, and pulled her to stop: "If you want to join forces with the enemy to defend, is it a coalition or refusal?" If you want to do your best to help the distant state, will you attack or sit idly by? There are countless forks in the road in front of us, and if you take one wrong step, you will lose the world. Can you tolerate it? Can you tolerate the loss of victory after a single glance? ā
Wei Dongxian stood still, turned around and asked coldly, "What do you mean?" ā
"I owe your allegiance because you deserve to follow, and because I need you." Zhuang Yan stared at her eyes in vain, grabbed her cuffs, and hung his two arms in the air into a V-shaped: "Use the advantage of omniscient espionage to leave you with the public impression of unpredictable prophets and no last resort, and help you rise to prominence." You can turn my espionage skills into fame and connections, and accumulate deep capital to correct the country's direction. ā
Zhuang Yan looked at her infatuately, almost begging: "At the crossroads, we can't make a mistake." Suspicion is rife, and people sometimes prefer to make bad decisions in order to protect their own interests. I can't trust the staff, I can't trust anyone else...... I can only trust you, I can only follow you, so I chose you. Please trust in my loyalty, I will spare no effort to give my strength, and I will never betray. ā
Wei Dongxian's eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyes were sad, and her expression seemed to melt.
She believes in Zhuang Yan. Because showing up and revealing information is a betrayal of Nie Rongxiang. Zhuang Yan has done this step for the rise of the iron-blooded salvation Congress, which is already the limit.
But that's not what she wants.
Her lips twitched dryly, and then she asked dryly, "What makes you walk on thin ice?" ā
"Humanity is coming to an end." Zhuang Yan let go of his hand, the two arms finally parted, and each fell, leaving the two people who were still in chaos and tidying up and staring at the mass grave. (To be continued.) )