Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

[058 is all shit]

"That's what you said," An Yi shrugged and smiled, "Go and tell the young master."

"I reject!"

He slammed the knife down hard, piercing through the ribs and smashing it. Song Xiaozhi's face was stinky, "I was slapped several times by the cold-faced young master of ice cubes. I almost died, and now I have suffered a public injury. You don't have any apologies." Forget about sincerity, you want me to understand and continue to work?"

The more I talked, the more irritable I became, "I, Song Xiaozhi, just want to tell you the young master Nangong clearly, I! No! Do it! His threats are bullshit to me, Song Xiaozhi!"

An Yi looked at her, silent.

After a moment of silence, An Yi asked, "When are you going to tell the young master this?"

Song Xiaozhi shouted out, and his depressed mood became much more comfortable.

She pulled out the knife and continued to eat the pasta gracefully, "Depending on the situation, see you tomorrow morning."

Of course, it was necessary to change the words to be proper and free of swear words. She never doubted that Nangong Jue would kill her when he heard these words.

An Yi pointed to the next room, "The next door is the study, the young master has been staying in the room to deal with business after dinner just now."

"So?" Zhizhi disapproved.

"This guest room was destroyed because of an attack on the wall, and it's a bit rough after renovation." An Yi pursed her lips and smiled, "Xiao Zhi, this wall is not soundproof."

what……

Zhizhi's hands froze there, and the movements in his hands immediately turned into zombies, "That's just...well, I'll repeat...tomorrow...to save..."

"Miss Song."

A chilly voice came from outside the door suddenly.

Song Xiaozhi slowly turned his head to look, and the fork in his hand fell to the plate with a snap, making a crisp sound.

"I want to talk to you."

Nangong Jue walked in with a cold face and sat down opposite Song Xiaozhi, "It seems that you also have something to say to me."

An Yi immediately retreated all the way to the door and waved at Zhizhi, "Don't bother the young master and Miss Song, I'll go down first, Xiaozhi, take care."

Zhizhi began to regret, why did Mao himself not report to Shitou that your mother and I might die at any time these days?

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