Delta: Everyone uses cheats, only I am a Tangren

"Okay." Song Mu agreed readily.

The two of them were chatting and the conversation went off track.

It turned into Song Mu talking about what he gained last night and how much money he earned, and Xu Baohui was listening and exclaiming in surprise. The emotional value provided was very good.

The two chatted for about ten minutes.

Just before hanging up the phone, Song Mu remembered the important matter and asked hurriedly, "I almost forgot, Old Xu, I have a headache here, you have to help me."

Xu Baohui: "Speak!"

Song Mu got straight to the point: "It's about me and my two sisters. Considering the issue of monogamy, Old Xu, do you think I can..."

Basically, Song Mu opens his mouth.

Xu Baohui knew what he meant.

joke,

Who among those who can become the director of the Core Talent Security Bureau is not a shrewd person and has seen countless people?

"That's it?"

"Is that all?"

Xu Baohui sighed and said with a smile, "I think you haven't recognized your position yet, Comrade Song Mu. Forget about having two legal wives. Even if you... anything is fine! Do you understand?"

"Don't worry about this, leave it to me. When are you going to get engaged? When are you going to get married? When are you going to have a baby? Where are you going to hold the wedding banquet?"

Song Mu was confused by the series of questions.

"Ah, we haven't set a date yet, and we haven't had a serious relationship yet, Old Xu." Song Mu felt a little embarrassed.

"Alright, I can see you clearly."

Xu Baohui ruthlessly exposed the truth and said with a smile, "Given your appearance, figure, and emotional intelligence, aren't these all set in stone?"

Song Mu: "..."

Look at you, Old Deng, telling the truth again!

The two chatted briefly about the major events in life, then hung up the phone and went about their own business.

Long after hanging up the phone, Song Mu was still sipping his tea and thinking, "Is it done? Just forget about it?" What Old Xu said was really reassuring!

Sure enough, the rules and regulations are for...

Song Mu didn't think too deeply about it.

The two sisters went downstairs one after another. Song Zijin washed up and changed her clothes, while Tang Nuan came downstairs in her pajamas, dazed and yawning.

"Morning~"

"Morning~"

The two girls greeted each other.

It wasn't until Tang Nuan drank a glass of water that she suddenly woke up. She turned her head back, her neck sensitivity even faster than Song Mu's. "You two are going out? What are you going to do?"

"Go out and play, go shopping, and have lunch." Song Zijin replied.

"What about me!" Tang Nuan yelled.

"We will always have Asara!" Song Mu roared.

Tang Nuan went up and locked the back of Song Mu's neck with an elbow, but because of the height difference, she inexplicably became a koala hanging on the tree.

"Okay, Nuannuan."

Song Zijin felt a little distressed when she saw Song Mu's neck, and sighed: "Hurry up and wash up and change your clothes. We'll wait for you, okay? Hurry up and don't dawdle."

"Five minutes!" Tang Nuan ran upstairs.

five minutes?

Song Mu clearly didn't believe it and turned to look at Song Zijin: "Sister, based on your understanding of Sister Nuan, is five minutes enough for her to wash, change clothes, and put on makeup?"

Song Zijin thought for a moment and said, "If you were waiting for her, five minutes wouldn't be too long."

Chapter 132: The boss melee begins. How many bosses? Five?

If that's you, five minutes isn't much faster.

Song Mu touched the corner of his mouth, thinking: "My status in Sister Nuan's heart is still quite high, huh?"

Song Zijin, who was sitting next to him, hummed and drank tea while playing with his phone.

So Song Mu naturally admired Song Zijin's dress.

Without any fancy clothes, she wore a pure white long-sleeved shirt, which was slightly loose, paired with a pair of black loose casual sports pants, and a pair of women's sneakers on her feet.

The sunlight outside the window just hit Song Zijin's shoulders, and her long hair was slightly curled.

"Does it look good?"

"nice."

"Five more minutes?"

"This shirt of yours looks very familiar to me."

"..."

There was silence for a moment.

Song Mu was stunned for a moment, surprised: "No, sister, I just mean that the clothes in your closet are more than my life span. Do you have to wear the clothes in my closet?!"

Song Zijin nodded: "Yeah, yours looks good."

Song Mu: "..."

Song Zijin tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, "No, it's your clothes that smell better."

Song Mu: “?”

Judging from what he said, how come Song Zijin has this hobby?

Song Mu didn't think too much about it. Just wear it. Anyway, Song Zijin looks very beautiful in it. Of course, her royal sister temperament can't be hidden, but the laziness that inadvertently reveals is very tempting and delicious.

"I'm free anyway, so I might as well have a bite to eat!"

Song Mu attacked decisively.

Song Zijin decisively took the initiative.

The offensive and defensive momentum is different, the two poles are reversed!

In the blink of an eye, Song Mu was pressed against the wall, his two hands were locked by Song Zijin's hand and raised high above his head... This posture made him feel familiar and embarrassed, but he was inexplicably a little bit expectant.

It’s…it’s hard to comment.

Facts have proved that Song Zijin's control over time is accurate to the second.

She had just let go of Song Mu when the next second she heard Tang Nuan slam the bedroom door in a hurry and come downstairs in a hurry. The timing was perfect.

"Qiang Qiang!"

"Mumu, praise me~"

Tang Nuan still wore the JK style, and today she chose white, red and black. She wore a short-sleeved white shirt on the upper body, paired with a red and black checkered pleated skirt, a pair of over-the-knee black stockings, and thick-soled pure black calfskin shoes on her feet.

"It looks great!" Song Mu exclaimed.

"Of course!" Tang Nuan was very proud. Of course, she also knew that there was a gap between her and Song Zijin, so she didn't dare to show off in front of the Great Leiyin Temple.

The three of them got in the car and went out.

"By the way, Sister Nuan."

Song Mu wiped his mouth calmly and asked curiously, "You seem to be particularly fond of the JK uniform series, so how many sets do you have in your wardrobe?"

"About 30 sets." Tang Nuan replied casually.

"She's obsessed with JK, Mumu." Song Zijin, who was driving, thought for a moment and added, "Of course she's very suitable for this style. If she changes to another style, her figure might be..."

"Shut up, you damn woman!" Tang Nuan started breathing again.

Song Mu just watched the show from the side without interrupting. He loved watching women fighting the most!

The happy family of three spent an entire afternoon and evening playing together.

From driving back from the suburbs to eating, shopping, and watching a movie, it ended when both sisters were almost drunk. This is how drunkards are. When they are indecisive, they drink a couple of glasses.

It was almost 12 o'clock in the evening when I got home.

"fighting!"

"onslaught!"

Tang Nuan was fine in the car, but she started yelling as soon as she got home, kicking her little leather shoes into the kitchen. "I didn't finish the killing last night, and I'm going to do more tonight. I'm going to kill all those people who bullied our Mu Mu until they're bankrupt! Awooo awooo~!"

Song Mu held his forehead.

Song Zijin held his forehead with his hand.

In fact, Song Zijin had almost reached her limit, but she was relatively restrained and had good alcohol tolerance, otherwise she would have pushed Song Mu into the green belt outside.

After much difficulty helping Miss Tang Nuan lie down,

Song Mu was busy worrying about Song Zijin again.

Song Zijin was relatively easy to deal with. After removing her makeup and washing up, she would lie down on the bed quietly. Unlike Tang Nuan... She was like a big carp that had just been caught. She couldn't hold it at all!

"Go to bed. Good night."

Song Mu pinched Song Zijin's face... Well, it felt great, so he pinched it twice more.

Song Zijin didn't say anything either, but just stared at Song Mu quietly, her beautiful eyes shining with a faint light, and her eyes were full of clear love.

"Just a bite."

The moment Song Mu heard Song Zijin speak, he subconsciously gathered his spirit.

I can’t stand it anymore!

In my impression, Song Zijin would never speak in such a coquettish tone. Even if she was drunk before, her voice was still cool and sassy.