Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

[271 Stone's Intellectual Questions and Answers]

Nangong cast a desperate look at the Lu family and said in a low voice, "You two, please do what you want."

"Brother Nangong..."

Lu Qianning called out, but didn't stop her big brother Nangong.

There was no one around, and no one cared about them.

Lu Qianning blamed Nangong's family's hospitality in her heart, stomped her feet and said, "Grandpa..."

But when she turned to look at her grandfather, she found that the corner of his lips was a smile that she couldn't understand.

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Tired of flying all the way, Zhizhi hugged the little stone as a pillow and fell asleep all the way. The little stone was squeezed by her mother in great pain, and she couldn't bear her mother to wake up and be bored, so she had to bear it.

The second young master sat opposite the two of them, trying to rescue Xiaoshishi from various twisted postures many times, but in vain, and was split by Miss Song with a wave of her palm.

The second young master was impatient, "I'm powerless, I can't save you."

Xiao Shitou persuaded him earnestly, "Second Young Master, as you can see, my mommy is not only stupid, but also an idiot without any femininity."

Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows, "Your tone seems to be persuading me to give up your mommy as soon as possible."

The second young master smiled and showed his canine teeth, "My mommy loves freely, I don't interfere, but I still want to know the reasons for many things."

Nangong Mo put down the book in his hand, sat up straight and smiled, "If you want to know anything, just ask, I won't hide it from you."

"Our Song family likes to play games, Second Young Master, do you want to experience it?"

Nangong Mo nodded.

Shi Shi's eyes flashed, and he started a quick question and answer: "Do you like my mommy?"

"like."

"Want to marry my mommy?"

"Correct."

"What's your favorite food?"

"Nothing in particular."

"Favorite thing to do?"

"nor."

"Favorite woman?"

"Song Xiaozhi."

"Why do you want to go to Nangong Headquarters?"

"Take something important."

"Why save my mommy?"

"To protect."

"Why kill?"

"Never killed anyone with my own hands."

Shitou's eyebrows moved, but the words did not stop, "Why do you help me transport the mine?"

"you are my son."

"What if I'm not?"

Nangong Mo was stunned for a moment, his eyes became suspicious, "Do you...don't want me to be your father?"

Song Xiaotou shook his head, "I just want to make sure you will treat my mom well."

Nangong Mo's thin lips moved, but he didn't speak any more.

The series of questions and answers were all temptations.

High vigilance is not a bad thing, but what puzzles him the most is that most of the MZ organizations are mainly financial, and the few batches of arms deals he has done have not had very intense gun battles, and the most serious one was the ambush. He lost his leg, and he never really raised a gun to kill people. Why, this little guy would have such a problem?

Stone wrinkled his nose and looked out the window.

Well, at least confirmed, this is a harmless man.

At least for Mommy, yes.

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Nangong Headquarters, the plane landed, and when Song Xiaozhi got off the plane, he was still blinded by these splendid buildings and high-end weapons and equipment...

The subordinates here, even the gatekeepers wear expensive submachine guns with a long range, and the black suits on their bodies are all made by Armani, and those stylish sunglasses, Miss Song wants to take them off to see where they are home play.

The three of them walked forward and saw that Han Ze and Ji Yu were already waiting in front of the beach. They went up to meet Nangong Mo and reported that the mine had been safely transported to the weapon base, so there was no need to worry.

After Zhizhi thanked her, she saw from a distance the gentle beauty in cool clothes slowly walking over with her hands raised, with a smile on her lips, "Miss Song, long time no see."

Zhizhi smiled back, "Beauty, long time no see."

Shi Shi ran forward and squeezed Aunt An's arm, "Aunt An must have had a very leisurely life in the headquarters."

An Yi was still in the form of a gentle lady, and smiled at Xiao Shitou: "Shitou, you are still so cute, you haven't grown taller at all!"

The stone was struck by lightning, and immediately glared, "Aunt An, you must have been a beauty in the Tang Dynasty."

An Yini glanced at Zhizhi, and sighed: "Xiao Zhi, your son is still very similar to you in some respects."

Such as poisonous tongue.

Zhizhi ignored the bickering between the two, pointed to the person beside Nangong Mo and introduced: "Han Ze, Ji Yu, friends of the Second Young Master, who are responsible for transporting the mines, are allowed to be brought into the headquarters."

Han Ze was a little excited when he saw Senior Fengyun in the past, "Sister, do you still remember me?"

An Yi smiled, "Remember, the only beautiful little Shoujun under our mentor, how could I not remember!"

Han Ze's face was shocked, what's going on, senior sister An's words can kill him by lightning, and Ji Yu is still there...

"Xiao Shoujun?" Ji Yu was puzzled, "Han Ze, what's your nickname?"

Everyone looked at him with disdain.

Master Lian Er shook his head slightly, "Ji Yu, pay more attention to the changes of the times now."

Shitou also shook his head, "Uncle Ji knows what 1 and 0 are, does Master Rabbit and Goji?"

Ms. Song slapped her son on the head with a chestnut, "Where did you learn so much nonsense about stone?"

Her son is not pure, not pure...

Stone felt aggrieved and touched his head, silent.

Mommy, it's because you don't hide your comics, throw away your novels casually, and don't clear your records when you download pictures of men and women, okay?

Ji Yu still didn't understand, and turned to Han Ze, "Do they all call you Xiaoshou? Why don't you let me call you that?"

Young Master Han immediately ignored Ji Mutou and changed the subject to An Yi, "Senior's awards and achievements back then have been talked about by the mentor all the time, saying that it's a pity for your talent, otherwise you must have accomplished a lot. The mentor once said that the senior sister was disfigured , is an irreparable scar, it seems that the rumor is false."

Zhizhi looked at An Yi in a little surprise. Has this beautiful and demure face been destroyed?

"No, that's just spreading rumors," An Yi smiled lightly, "It's not me who ruined it."

Han Ze nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Zhizhi saw the wound in An Yi's eyes, so he smiled and said, "Okay, the sea breeze is strong, let's go in first."

"The guest room has been arranged, come with me, Second Young Master please."

After An Yi led a group of people to conduct an inspection, they entered the Nangong headquarters. Zhizhi and Nangong Mo walked at the end. Seeing that Nangong Mo had been silent, she asked in a low voice, "What's wrong, you don't look well?"

Nangong Mo raised his face, forced a smile, and shook his head, "It's okay."

From the first step of stepping here, he was depressed, depressed, and a strange feeling hit his heart, making him breathless, his mind was buzzing, and he couldn't calm down.

But looking back on it since then, I have no memory of this place.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhizhi didn't ask any more, just straddled his arm slightly, and said in a low voice, "I'll help you."

He stared at her in a daze, and she smiled, "You wear prosthetics, it's always difficult to walk on the beach, it's better to have someone to support you."

Ripples appeared on Nangong Mo's lips, and his heart was instantly warmed up. All the feeling of depression was swept away at this moment.

"Thank you wife." He smiled mischievously, seeing that she was going to get angry again, and added, "These days in the headquarters, I know you have to get used to it."

Zhizhi sighed, "Don't worry, my acting skills are better than yours."

The second young master bluntly fell silent...

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When Nangong Jue and An Yan arrived at the study room, Nangong Zhan and Meng Yao had already talked about the past for a while. When he opened the door of the study room, he saw Meng Yao sitting beside Nangong Zhan, with a faint smile on his lips all the time, his face concealed. After getting rid of the coldness that existed for many years, she heard the door opening, turned her face and said: "Ah Jue, I am discussing your engagement banquet, come and listen together."

Nangong Jue walked up to Meng Yao, sat down and asked, "When?"

"After you were elected as the heir at the headquarters meeting, the good news of you and Qian Ning will be announced the next day, and the whole family can just attend the engagement banquet," Meng Yao replied, turning to Nangong Zhan, "Is that so, Ah Zhan?"

Nangong Zhan's eyes directed at Nangong Jue, "What do you mean?"

Nangong Jue said lightly: "Yes."

Meng Yao's face was filled with surprise, "What?"

So fast, have you figured it out?

"Mother likes Lu Qianning so much, so she arranged an engagement banquet." Nangong Jue sneered, "But it has nothing to do with me. I won't marry someone, and I won't attend the banquet."

Meng Yao's face darkened, and he turned to Nangong Zhan, "I've only been away for a few years, the elder son taught him so ungratefully, my younger son has not yet entered the island, and there is no news of whether he is dead or alive, you dad, what the hell How did you do it!"

Meng Yao has a bad temper, one moment he is docile, and the next second the volcano erupts. Nangong Zhan knows that many years ago he had a lot of awkwardness because of his cold and hard temper, but he still loves Meng Yao very much in his heart. , coupled with Beiming Wanrou's incident, the two have been separated for many years, and he will naturally subconsciously let this woman he has loved for many years.

Nangong Zhan sighed, "It's not proper for a family to make such a fuss."

Meng Yao sneered: "Yes, Nangong Mo is your family, and you have a child you love so much, I can't compare it."

"Now we're talking about the boss." Nangong Zhan couldn't help but drink softly, "After so many years, Wanrou is dead, Ayao, why don't you let go!"

(It's even later, I didn't get home until 5723143:36 p.m. after the meeting, and I uploaded this update after I coded it. Now I'm going to eat, so the early morning update should be a little later. In order to prevent dark circles, beauties, dear friends Go to bed early, let’s watch it together at noon tomorrow~~ Thanks to Zhutou Lin for the gift, css3 presented silent gold medals and flowers, ---[-] presented silent flowers, okay╭(╯[-]╰)╮)