Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

[115 The so-called stick to beat mandarin ducks]

The car stopped in front of Nangongjue's villa, An Yan walked over, opened the door, and said respectfully: "Master, the master is waiting inside the house."

Nangong Jue responded with a low voice, walked out of the car, and walked straight to the French door with big strides——

An Yan followed in Nangongjue's footsteps.

Ou Xinya looked at their backs, moved her lips, but said nothing, got out of the car silently, and followed with hesitant steps...

The Nangong family are all idiots!

A delicate young lady who is not familiar with her came from thousands of miles away, and she was so frightened to death when she showed cold faces at you bunch of dead people.

Zhizhi felt slandered in her heart, quickly jumped out of the car and quickened her pace, and walked side by side with Ou Xinya. She greeted the guests with a smile, "Miss Ou has been tiring all the way, you have worked hard, the room has prepared a guest room for you, and you can have a good rest after seeing the old man." gone."

Zhizhi smiled and said: "My name is Song Xiaozhi, Miss Ou can call me Assistant Song, Miss Ou, if you are unfamiliar here, feel free to ask me."

"Thank you... Thank you..." Ou Xinya blushed, eyes full of gratitude, her tense body drooped down, "May I call you Xiaozhi?"

Can you all stop being so familiar?

Zhizhi nodded with a smile, "Follow Miss Ou's wishes."

"Call me Xinya... Xiaozhi, we are friends, right?"

Ms. Ou smiled at Song Xiaozhi without any scheming, with eight pearly teeth on her innocent face, her waist-length hair swaying in the wind, her smile was pure, like an angel.

friend……

"Xiaozhi, you are my first friend here, ah... now I am finally relieved. I was so scared at first. Grandpa said that no one in the Nangong family should be offended. I just came back all the way, and I was about to die of fear. Thanks to you..."

Song Xiaozhi looked at Ou Xinya who vomited bitterness to him, and hugged his head against the wall in his heart, the wind was messy...

Don't mind me, Miss... We don't know each other very well!

But at this moment, what echoed in her mind was the scene of Nangong Jue and her tumbling on the bed last night, and when she saw Ou Xinya's sincere eyes when she met her, the roots of her ears started to burn...

Your sister, she is going to be a shameless mistress ahhh...

She already has a son, how can she be called, how can she be loved!

"I'll call you Miss Ou."

With a calm face, Zhizhi smiled calmly, picked up the simple luggage in Ou Xinya's hand, and said respectfully, "Miss Ou, please, the master is waiting in the living room."

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Nangong Zhan met Ou Xinya, and after a brief explanation, he let her go back to the guest room on the second floor to rest.

The guest room on the second floor is the closest to Nangongjue's bedroom, a room separated by a door.

When Song Xiaozhi was about to help Ou Xinya carry her luggage into the house, Nangong Zhan's majestic voice sounded, "An Yan, you can make arrangements.

Zhizhi handed the luggage to An Yan, raised her head, and met Shang Nangongjue's deep gaze, her heart skipped a beat.

He is also looking at her.

From beginning to end, he has been watching her...

From when she and Ou Xinya entered the door, to when she stood behind the sofa and waited for instructions, until now, he has been staring at himself with such unabashed eyes.

Nangong Zhan narrowed his eyes, a pair of eyes that have experienced the world alternately fell on her and Nangong Jue, got up, and said coldly, "Miss Song, come with me to the study."

Zhizhi nodded and said yes.

In his heart, he was 180 sure. Being called by Nangong Zhan at this time would definitely not be a good thing.

She turned her head and glared at Nangong Jue with extreme ferocity. Look, look at Mao, I told you to go home to see your sister!

Nangong absolutely stared at her for a moment, then pursed the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.

This is the second time she saw him smile.

But she is very angry... You laugh at him when you are angry, the world is the most hateful.

Zhizhi turned his head bitterly, and followed Nangong Zhan's slow footsteps into the study.

After closing the door, Nangong Zhan sat in front of the desk and said, "Miss Song, did you do anything inappropriate?"

Zhizhi smiled, "The old man ordered me to receive Miss Ou, I'm not satisfied, just mention it..."

"Miss Song", Nangong Zhan interrupted her with certainty and coldness, "You and the boss already have a special relationship, don't you?"

Zhizhi's heart skipped a beat, and he lowered his head.

This old man is indeed an old Jianghu, he didn't beat around the bush, he just got to the bottom of his heart, and reached the critical point that he was most worried about!

Song Xiaozhi bowed his head in silence, waiting for Nangong Zhan's trial.

She has read a lot of romance novels and dog blood series. In the past, Nangong Zhan threw a bunch of checks, claiming to kill her with so much money, asking her to stay away from his precious son, telling her to get out immediately, and asking her to disappear immediately At Nangong's house...

however.

After a few seconds of silence, Nangong Zhan coughed, stared at her and said, "Some things are fine in front of me, but the boss is going to be engaged to Miss Ou's family after all, I hope you don't do it in front of the Ou family It's too obvious."

Song Xiaozhi was struck by lightning...

She raised her head, stared quietly at Mr. Nangong, and said hesitantly, "Mr....Since Miss Ou and Eldest Young Master are destined to be husband and wife, it's inconvenient for me..."

"Isn't the rule in the Assassin's League that you can't have too close a relationship with the master who is going to do the mission?"

Nangong Zhan leaned on the back of the chair and said, "I have met your boss a few times, which can be regarded as some kind of friendship. You don't have to worry about this, I will explain it clearly for you."

Zhizhi looked at him and stood there without moving.

No checks, no clubbing, and no one telling her to fuck off.

Zhizhi fell!

This play is wrong!

Nima, if this is a novel, the author is either stupid or disabled, no need for such good abuse!

"Miss Song, do you have anything else to do?"

Seeing her standing still in the distance like a zombie, Nangong Zhan sounded a reminder.

"fine……"

"Go out if you have nothing to do, remember to take good care of Miss Ou's family."

"Okay, old man."

Song Xiaozhi raised his lead-heavy legs, and went downstairs with a loose body like a ghost.

(There are more today...)