Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【163 Evil Force Obstruction】

"Miss Bai," Song Xiaozhi smiled warmly, "Do you want to see Shitou's father? I can take you to see him tomorrow."

Miss Bai was excited, "Really?"

"Come with me on the plane at eight o'clock tomorrow, and we will go to Shitou's house together."

Miss Bai was moved, "I specially prepared the plane to ask me to go, just to meet, will it be too much trouble..."

"Okay, remember to come on time tomorrow, I'll wait for you."

Bai Qingcheng looked back at Shitou, "Shitou, look, I persuaded her to take you to see your daddy."

When Shi Shi saw the smiling and beautiful Miss Song, the corners of his mouth twitched...

Who didn't have the foresight to name his mommy Sheep? This is a big gray wolf with a tail that lures people into the sea!

"Mommy, I'll be with you on the plane tomorrow."

Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, with a sullen face, "No, you stay at Nangong's house and wait for me to come back."

She doesn't want Stone to get involved in places that are too dangerous.

"Okay," Song Xiaotou shrugged, "Anyway, Mommy isn't here, so it doesn't matter if I take on dozens of missions..."

This unabashed threat made Ms. Song depressed...

Stone used to threaten people more tactfully, at least five points were for her. Now this direct and irritating way of threatening is more and more similar to a certain man.

She silently hated Nangong again!

"Xiao Zhi, the third young master An Yan and I will go this time. It's not safe to leave Shito here alone." An Yi said, and looked at Shitou, "Don't worry, with the young master here, nothing will happen. of."

Zhizhi thought for a moment, then nodded.

Bai Qingcheng swallowed the last bite of sweet potato, held his face patiently, and said excitedly: "Hey, so many people are going to meet Shitou's father together, do you need to bring any gifts?"

Everyone sighs...

My Lord Shengming, sometimes it is a sin to be too simple!

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The moonlight is in the sky, Nangong Villa.

"Third young master, you can't go out." An Yan looked embarrassed, "Eldest young master ordered you to pack everyone's luggage and needed things tomorrow..."

"What are the thirty or forty people standing outside the door doing? Did the Nangong family feed them with rice?" The third young master was indignant, "I have something important to go out tonight, let them come in and clean up."

"Third Young Master... the people outside are all ordered by the Eldest Young Master to watch over you, so..."

An Yan's words made Nangong Yu angry, he narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and his face was unruly, "I want to go out, who can stop me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the gun raised in front of the door and pointed it at his head.

Nangong Yu's face turned blue and red, "Why, you dare to beat the master?"

"Third young master, the master has given all the rights of life and death to the young master. If the third young master is unwilling, he will be sent back to his family."

An Yan's explanation made Nangong Yu's white skin more angry and scarlet.

Sending him back to his family, isn't that boring weapon learning and dispatching weapons every day, and an old man who is more difficult than his elder brother?

He said angrily, "I'm going to find my elder brother now."

"The Eldest Young Master is discussing tomorrow's route with others in the house, and the Third Young Master is sure you want to interrupt?" An Yan reminded lovingly.

what……

The beauties make an appointment, but they miss each other because of the obstruction of evil forces.

The third young master of Nangong looked up at the bright moon, and sighed quietly, "Why didn't I know that big brother is so bad? An Yan, do you think big brother is too bad for my younger brother?"

An Yanmo...

There's no way, it's Ms. Song who asked you to make an appointment.

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In the early morning of the next day, everyone gathered in the courtyard of the Nangong villas on time, waiting for the arrival of the young master Nangong.

When the second hand reached 59 seconds, Nangongjue's dignified and tall figure appeared in everyone's sight on time. When he saw Zhizhi wearing a simple sportswear and standing in front of the plane with a stone on his back, a faint twitch appeared from the corner of his mouth. laugh.

This feeling made him feel indescribably good.

Walking to Zhizhi's side, he asked calmly, "Miss Song, did you have a good date last night?"

Zhizhi twitched the corner of her mouth, "The president is so idle, why are you so concerned about my private life?"

"You are my man," he pointed to the stone, "he will be my son, shouldn't I care?"

Ms. Song looked unwilling, "People suffering from paranoia are all over the world these days."

Shi Shi shook Xiaozhi's hand, "Mum, I heard that paranoia is contagious like mad cow disease. My resistance is weak. Let's get on the plane quickly, shall we?"

Nangong Jue frowned a few times unnaturally, turned to ignore the mother and son, and told An Yan, "Take off on time in five minutes."

After finishing the order, he turned around and boarded the plane——

Song Xiaozhi and Song Xiaotou looked at each other and said V5 to each other.

An Yan sat behind Nangong Jue, An Yi and Song Xiaozhi sat together, Bai Qingcheng took the seat with the stone, 3 minutes later, the third young master of Nangong boarded the plane with a face of reluctance, he saw the person sitting with An Yi Zhizhi, three steps turned into two steps and ran in front of her, "Xiaozhi, there is a reason why I didn't go last night."

The four eyes of resentment fell on him in unison, and all the women and children who were frozen on the mountain in the middle of the night said in unison: "We had a good time, we don't need the third young master."

The third young master was struck by lightning.

He explained to the most important person in his heart, "Zhizhi, in fact, it was the elder brother last night..."

"An Yan, tell the third young master to get to the cockpit within 30 seconds, or send him back to his home immediately."

Young Master Nangong kept a cold face, flipped through the magazine in his hand, and ordered indifferently.

Before the third young master could explain, he was persuaded by An Yan to go back to the cockpit...

The fuselage vibrated, the wings soared into the sky, rushed towards the sky, took off with flapping wings, and went straight to the sky.

An Yan walked up to Song Xiaozhi, "Miss Song, the young master ordered you to sit in the front row."

Zhizhi leaned against the window, always indifferent, and refused, "Please Assistant An tell the president, I don't like the front row."