Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【140 Ms. Song's Career Value】

Song Xiaozhi couldn't get out of bed yet, she was sitting on the hospital bed eating, she glanced at the man sitting in front of her staring at her, swallowed the meal with difficulty, with an uncomfortable expression on her face.

"Not delicious?" A deep and mellow male voice escaped from his thin lips.

These three words obviously offended Xiao Shitou, who was drinking strawberry milk not far away. He raised his big dark eyes, shot cold light at the man, and said sarcastically, "I guess it's not that it's not delicious, it's that there are people who make people hard to eat." pharynx."

The stone is mighty!

Song Xiaozhi clapped his hands in his heart, he really deserves to be raised by her.

Nangong Jue narrowed his eyes to look at the disrespectful little guy sitting on the stool, and snorted, "Are you her?"

"I'm Mommy's son, so I naturally know what Mommy thinks."

"Yes, then tell me, why did she block the gun for me?"

Song Xiaotou paused and fell silent.

Mommy, you are really ashamed of this matter, I have nothing to say and nothing to answer!

Nangong Jue turned his eyes and threw the question at Song Xiaozhi, "Miss Song, why did you block the gun for me?"

Song Xiaozhi fell on the quilt and wanted to pretend to be dead...

"You just woke up less than 15 minutes ago. If you want to continue sleeping, I will sleep with you."

Zhizhi had a dry cough, and was ashamed of the degree to which President Nangong didn't want to face.

She answered calmly, "I have slippery feet."

"Your feet are really slippery." Nangong Jue's eyes were ambiguous.

Song Xiaozhi turned his head away from looking at him, and said loudly: "I'm afraid that no one will pay the mission fee if you die. I have completed all missions, so it's a big loss."

Nangong Jue stared at her face with deep eyes, "If that's the case, why are you blushing, lying?"

Zhizhi was powerless to fight, and looked at Song Xiaotou for help.

Song Xiaotou raised his head, looked out the window, and said to himself, "The clouds are so white today..."

Song Xiaozhi gritted his teeth, Song Xiaotou, your ability to ignore me has improved to a higher level!

Under the watchful eyes of two men, one big and one small, Zhizhi finished his meal very slowly. Someone came to clear the plate, "Young master, there are many things in my house, and the master has gone back to my house."

Nangong Jue responded lightly, and turned his gaze to Song Xiaotou.

According to his understanding of the old man, he would definitely not let it go if he didn't find out the origin of Song Xiaotou, but why did he compromise so easily this time?

But not pursuing it may not be a good thing for him.

"Mommy, Aunt An prescribed the medicine for you." Shito came over and handed over a few pills and a glass of water.

Zhizhi frowned, "I have to take medicine every day again, don't I?"

"Mommy, you were seriously injured this time. The gunshot wound happened to be on the pacemaker. The bullet penetrated your chest 2 centimeters away. Although you saved your life," Shitou raised his eyebrows. "

Zhizhi took the medicine and drank it, Nangong Jue said in a deep voice, "You have heart disease, why didn't I know?"

You didn't even ask!

Song Xiaozhi rolled his eyes at him, "I have the right to hide my privacy."

He looked at her, his dark eyes had a depth that he knew he couldn't understand, and after a long while, he uttered three words, "Is it serious?"

"As long as your mood doesn't fluctuate too much, you don't often engage in dangerous sports, and you control your temper, you won't get sick." Shitou replied competently for Zhizhi.

Young Master Nangong's face was completely black.

What she does, what she says, and her temper every day are all touching the taboo of being sick.

She doesn't want to live anymore, does she!

"Miss Song", Nangong Jue ordered, "You will follow me from now on, resign the killer, and change your temper."

I know it's embarrassing...

"Is the president deciding my life? Is the president forcing me to change my career? Is the president taking someone under your command?"

"Obviously," Nangong said calmly, "Yes."

Song Xiaozhi is embarrassing and embarrassing.

She was quiet for a while, and then said, "Forgive me for not obeying, the killer industry needs me."

Upon hearing this, Shitou raised his head and said suddenly, "Mommy, actually you already have a new mission?"

"new task?"

"Boss contacted me two days ago. Mommy was assigned a long-term mission. She will be responsible for a family's bodyguard within a year. However, due to your injury, Mommy, the mission will start at a later date."

"What about the task fee?"

"a lot of."

Zhizhi saw gold flying all over the sky.

She smiled at Nangong, "Did you see President, this is the time to reflect my professional value."

Nangong Jue was expressionless, "Does Miss Song know who the master is?"

Zhizhixin has an ominous premonition.

"It's the old man." Nangong Jue sneered, "This year, you are all members of the Nangong family!"

Depend on!

Zhizhinu, "People who have two broken money like to show off."

"Miss Song can choose not to take these two pieces of money."

"Why not, my dad is not Li Gang!"

Song Xiaozhi was so angry that he pulled up the quilt and fell down on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep...

She has a congenital heart disease and can't get out of bed, so she can't find a second way to vent other than sleeping.

Nangong Jue got up, pulled the quilt for her, and said in a low voice, "Recover well."

Shi Shi looked at the tall and handsome young master Nangong with a smile on his lips.

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Nangong Jue left the research room to ask An Yi about Zhizhi's injury, and went back to the villa with An Yan.

Seeing this, Shi Shi jumped off the stool and followed with a glass of strawberry milk in his arms.

Nangong Jue looked back at the little man following him, "What are you following me for?"

There was a flash of warmth in Shitou's eyes, which turned cold, "Master Nangong, I have the right to know the result of the interrogation."

"Two groups of people", Nangong Jue replied in a deep voice, "One group is indeed from the Ou family, and the other group is too tight-lipped, and the chief envoy has not yet been judged."

Shitou squinted at him, "I don't know how Master Nangong interrogated him?"

"Are you interested?" Nangong Jue raised his eyebrows.

"Boiling the eagle, flogging in Singapore, stoning in Saudi Arabia, what kind of punishment did you use?" Stone took a sip of milk with an innocent expression on his face.

An Yan couldn't help but look at Song Xiaotou in horror. How old is this kid, and he is proficient in so many lethal tortures in the world?

Nangong Jue snorted softly, and replied indifferently, "I only used a chest piercing, a branding iron, and severed fingers. Not to mention, I'm considering skinning alive tonight."

Anyan Waterfall Khan...

Ruthless, his young master has never lost to others.