Zhuang Yan was still washing his hair, and the sound of rushing water covered the sound of Wei Dongxian knocking on the door. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info happened to Li Shuhua coming back from shopping for vegetables, shouting at the door to open the door, Zhuang Jianguo agreed to run to pick up his wife like an old naughty boy, and suddenly only Richelieu was left in the living room.

Wei Dongxian remembered the details of Zhuang Jianguo's hospitality, squatted in front of the TV cabinet to prepare a teacup, pinched the tea leaves and sprinkled them in the cup, straightened up to pour boiling water, his long hair flew, turned his head to look at Richelieu, and smiled amorously: "I'll make you tea." Will you sit down first? ”

Richelieu frowned slightly, sat down on the sofa with his legs obediently, the gold-painted saber leaned beside him, took the hot tea handed by Wei Dongxian seriously with both hands, lowered his head and gently blew the floating tea leaves, and then looked at Wei Dongxian and asked, "Do you often come to his house?" ”

"Huh?" Wei Dongxian was overjoyed, waved her hand and smiled implicitly: "What's the matter." Doesn't come often. ”

"Then you don't even know where to put his tea?" Richelieu held the hot glass in both hands, looked at Wei Dongxian seriously, and saw that she was wearing a decent light makeup, looking pixelated, but the details were perfect and extraordinary, as if she had come prepared.

Wei Dongxian was fluttering like a fairy, and suddenly heard the tone of Richelieu's interrogation, and his heart was pounding, like a flamingo floating in the sky being shot down, and a fluttering heart fell to the ground with a "poof". She sat on pins and needles and asked, "What's wrong with you, it's not your territory." ”

Richelieu's eyes widened.

In the corridor, Zhuang Jianguo took the live fish from his wife's hand and pushed her not to enter the living room, and then Li Shuhua held the heavy dish in both hands and listened to the old man blowing hot air in his ears: "Zhuang Yan is really filial, and there is a blonde and blue-eyed foreign friend, it looks amazing!" Hurry up and clean up the dishes, I'm going to cook it myself, and conquer the tongue of a foreign girl first. ”

"What are you doing to conquer people's tongues?" Li Shuhua was still in a daze, and her mind couldn't turn.

"In this way, she can have a strong affection for the hot land of China, if she feels reluctant to return to China, she will be mistaken for Zhuang Yan's remaining feelings." Zhuang Jianguo snatched the dish from Li Shuhua's hand and put it in the kitchen.

Li Shuhua was empowered, and finally understood, and twisted Zhuang Jianguo's arm hard: "If you are sick, you have to find a foreign daughter-in-law to show off, right?" There's light on the face, isn't it? ”

Zhuang Jianguo was poked in the center of the liver, and denied it with a red face: "You know a fart." You'll find out for yourself when you go into the living room. ”

Li Shuhua smiled and went to the living room to greet her, and then shouted, "Wait for Auntie to show you your hands, and then leave after eating" walked back quickly, and said to Zhuang Jianguo without changing his face: "Without further ado, I will kill the fish, and you will make the juice and make the specialty dish." ”

Zhuang Jianguo felt the momentum of the husband and wife working together to break the gold, and said categorically: "Although the special chef has retired, the skills are still there, and I want you to eat your tongue." ”

Li Shuhua advised: "Put less chili peppers!" ”

"I know, I know." Zhuang Jianguo was gearing up.

Zhuang Yan finished washing his head refreshed, walked out in a pink shirt and pants, and as soon as he entered the living room, the hands that wiped his head stopped abruptly on the top of his head, and his wet hair slowly seeped down under the white towel.

The two girls on the sofa glanced at Zhuang Yan together. Zhuang Yan was so nervous that his throat jumped and swallowed his saliva. He stood for two seconds before regaining his ability to move, walked over slowly, and asked dryly: "Richelieu haha, look at you, why don't you know what to say, I, look at me, I don't wear decent clothes." ”

Richelieu lowered his head and spit out the lychee core in the palm of his hand, then shook his head and looked at him and said, "What, the little shirt looks good." I heard that France was about to become the main battlefield in Europe, and I was so blocked. I heard that you have returned to China, and I want to ask you that the government of Likron has signed an underground agreement with us, and if they fall, the agreement will become a dead letter. Are we really sitting idly by? ”

Zhuang Yan sat down and drank cold tea: "An agreement is an agreement." When the Republic introduced the Sino-Yuan trade system, Lykron laughed at us. Therefore, the minimum requirement for the Republic's aid to the government of the Likrona was that France join the Sino-Yuan trading body. Zhuang Yan looked up at the pale Richelieu and shrugged helplessly: "It may hurt your feelings, but I hope you understand." ”

Richelieu asked incredulously, "But the Liberal Party of Burgundy has been able to compete with the Likrona." Even if the government asks for help, won't it help? ”

"If you don't join the Zhongyuan economy, you won't be helped." Zhuang Yan closed his eyes and drank tea. His right to know is already higher than Richelieu's, and when he says this, it is basically final.

Wei Dongxian listened drowsily, tilted her cheeks and looked at Zhuang Yan, seeing that he ruthlessly rejected Richelieu, she secretly rejoiced in her heart, and did not squeak badly, allowing the atmosphere to fall to the freezing point. When Richelieu bit his lip and was sad, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Wei Dongxian tilting her head and smiling, her hands buried in her hair, and Qiu Bo stuck to Zhuang Yan's face, her expression was a little charming. Richelieu suddenly frowned and asked, "Minister Wei, do you have anything to do when you come to Zhuang Yan's house?" ”

The implication of this sentence was so subtle that even Zhuang Yan turned his head to look at Wei Dongxian.

Wei Dongxian woke up as if she had been splashed with water, her eyes folded in mid-air, she narrowly avoided Zhuang Yan's sight, her fingers twisted her black hair, and she said in a high-sounding voice: "Of course I have something very important." It's just that it doesn't match your major. ”

Richelieu looked at Wei Dongxian and said, "But you look at Zhuang Yan's eyes wrong." ”

Zhuang Yan almost squirted out a mouthful of water, and swallowed hard according to his chest, but unexpectedly, the water choked into the trachea, he hurriedly put the teacup down, bent over and coughed half to death.

Wei Dongxian's noble and cold pretending to be suddenly like glass hit by a baseball, shattered to the ground, she was so shocked and surprised that she couldn't close her mouth, and couldn't help but stare at Richelieu, she felt that her ears were red and hot, and she was afraid that her face would be red. For a while, the annoyance of revealing her true feelings and the feigned anger that covered her blush made her angry out of shape. She stared at Richelieu and snorted, stomped lightly on the carpet, frowned and scolded, "It's because your eyes are not good, right?" Who's looking at him. ”

Zhuang Yan coughed like a gossamer, and came back to look at Wei Dongxian's side face. Minister Wei knew that he was watching, and spurred himself to "don't turn your head, don't look at him", and concentrated on being angry at Richelieu, without looking at Zhuang Yan: "I can lie down and be shot without squeaking, you are really so straightforward that people are annoyed." ”

Richelieu looked dazed and curious, and said there seriously: "Huh? I thought you were very close to ask. Because you seem to be a regular customer. ”

Wei Dongxian couldn't resist, her cheeks were hot and she straightened her waist and argued: "At that time, he sacrificed, I am responsible for appeasing the martyrs' families......"

At this time, Li Shuhua, a smiling martyr's military family, brought it to the table with vinegar and kelp silk, Wei Dongxian was afraid that she would be uncomfortable to listen to, so she swallowed all the words back into her stomach, and stopped abruptly when she said the words "martyr's military family", and then she bit the corner of her lip, nervously curled her fingers with her black hair, her eyes drifted away, and her internal injuries were like a master who hastily recruited them, and she was depressed for two seconds before she muttered scribbly: "Anyway, I'm just trapped by official business, and those who are clear will clear themselves." ”

Li Shuhua put down the appetizer and asked Xiaoxian with a smile: "You are the clearest, does anyone have an opinion?" ”

Xiao Xian looked for a backer, pouted and whined, "You ask him." (To be continued.) )