Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

Maybe it was because Team Lin's expression was too ambiguous, or maybe this task sounded too weird, Wen Ya suddenly had a bad feeling.

Her heart was raised, "Team Lin, please tell me directly, what kind of mission is this time? What kind of preparation do I need to make?"

"Hehe, Xiao Wen, you don't need to be nervous. This mission should not be life-threatening, and you don't need to carry any weapons out of the country. Your personal division of labor depends on the meaning of the other side. The other party is a person with a lot of background. It's inconvenient to reveal too much about your specific identity to you now, but in short, you should cooperate with all your strength."

Team Lin seemed to have something to say and smiled meaningfully, but he kept going around in circles.

Wen Ya was also speechless immediately, "Then you should tell me who to contact and when to leave, right?"

"The contact person will come to you. You can just wait at home today. The rest of the details will be communicated by yourselves. This matter is related to Interpol, so we don't want to get involved!" Team Lin said embarrassingly.

Wen Ya came out of the leader's office with a blank face, Wen Ya was a little confused.

If it was because of her performance in the last operation that she was selected by the Interpol, it might be reasonable, but last time she explained the mission clearly and directly!

This time it's so mysterious, it can't be a big case, right? ?

As a rookie who joined the police force for less than a year, Wen Ya had the opportunity to get in touch with such a high-level organization and participate in major cases.

Although she was working in the team on the last day before the mission, she still finished the work at hand enthusiastically.

When she got home, she just opened the door when she heard a sound inside. Wen Ya subconsciously touched the gun at her waist. Someone dared to trespass into her home?Are you tired of living? ?
The voice came from the kitchen, Wen Ya put down her bag, and tiptoed towards the kitchen.

Strangely enough, instead of quietly stealing and leaving, the "burglary" bastard was... cooking at her house with an apron on? ?
"I just used your daily necessities, so there's no need to point a gun at me, right?" Sang Haoyang guessed what Wen Ya would do without even turning his head.

The little wild cat's temperament is really not ordinary hot!
Wen Ya put away her gun, and glared at this obtrusive guy angrily, "How did you get in here??"

When she went out in the morning, she clearly remembered that the door was locked, and the key was still in her hand, and the lock was not broken, as if it had been pried open.

Sang Haoyang cut the vegetables swiftly, and replied casually: "When you were still lying in bed in the morning, I went to buy fried dough sticks and bought an extra key, so as to save trouble in the future."

His natural tone, as if this was his house, made Wen Ya furious when she heard it.

"Who approved you to assign the key?? I'll give you 1 minute and disappear from my eyes immediately!!!" She was so mad!
Where does this bastard consider her home?Does he come and go whenever he wants?unacceptable!

Who gave him this power? ?

Sang Haoyang scooped up a spoonful of soup and tasted it, then winked at Wen Ya ambiguously, "Didn't your captain tell you that the new mission's connector is coming today? For better cooperation in the future, I think if we live in It’s most convenient together.”

The amount of information in this sentence is too large, and Wen Ya's reaction can only be described in four words: dumbstruck.

She didn't understand, why did she have such a "destiny" to meet this bastard every time on a transnational mission? ?

No, this is not fate, it must be evil fate! ! !

wait!Why did he have to enter the house to perform the task, occupying the magpie's nest and treating her house as his own?Isn't this kind of bandit thinking inappropriate?

"Little wild cat, your tongue was bitten off?" Sang Haoyang joked in a good mood.

The way this woman froze was so cute, I really wanted to go and pinch her cheek, but if I did, she would blow her hair again.

Wen Ya finally found her voice: "What the hell are you doing? Why do our leaders listen to you? Who are you? What is the purpose of involving me? What are you doing in Europe?"

The continuous questions, without panting, made the smile on Sang Haoyang's face widen a lot.

"You asked so many questions all at once, which one should I answer first? I think you should go change your clothes first and come over to eat! I specially stewed this fish maw chicken feet soup for two hours, and the woman just I should eat more collagen to make my skin look better. But—”

In the end, he deliberately sold a pass to tease people's appetite, and the young master smiled treacherously.

Wen Ya crossed her arms around her chest, squinting at him leisurely, she wanted to see what tricks this bastard could play.

Sang Hao smiled cheaply and said: "If you want better results, I don't mind sacrificing myself and trying my best to 'moisturize' you every night. I promise that after a week, your face will be rosy and charming."

From his rippling expression and suggestive words, no matter how stupid Wen Ya is, she can guess what he means.

She raised the gun in her hand, gritted her teeth and said, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll let you eat bullets for dinner today!"

Damn guy!
He runs the train with his mouth full all day, and he doesn't know which of his sentences are true and which is false. Oh no, basically none of his sentences are serious.

Too lazy to look at Sang Haoyang's beating expression, Wen Ya went back to the room to change her uniform, and did not forget to lock the door of the room.

That bastard is not ordinary shameless, under the same roof, you can't prevent it!

Seeing the delicious food on the table, Wen Ya shamelessly praised the young master secretly in her heart, besides that stinky skin, this bastard has another redeeming feature.

However, this cannot reverse the bad impression that Sang Haoyang gave Wen Ya.

Cannibals are soft-spoken, not to mention that they are still in a cooperative relationship in the new mission, of course Wen Ya can't be too unfeeling.

She tried to talk to the man calmly: "Can you tell me now, what is the mission this time? I can't be unprepared at all, can I?"

Sang Haoyang gnawed on chicken feet, such a vulgar food, but he could still maintain elegance, as if eating steak with a knife and fork, full of extravagance.

"You don't need to prepare anything. It's okay if you don't bring any clothes. You can buy them over there." He was not short of money anyway.

Wen Ya was very puzzled: "Is there a lot of funding from the organization? Or is the opponent very cunning and must often change his dressing style to track him??"

All she could think about was the case, and she was eager to perform, and every question she thought of revolved around work.

This serious look made Sang Haoyang amused, but he has always had a dark belly, and kept holding back his laughter without showing it.

Instead, he nodded solemnly: "The superiors are more generous this time, but only after leaving the country. Before boarding the plane, they are not willing to allocate funds. So I can only temporarily live with you, and the rent will not be paid. With the friendship between the two of us, talking about money is too hurtful. How about it, how about I cook for you and do housework for the next few days?"

Wen Ya's eyes widened, "You think I care about you making this for me?"

Depend on! ! !
He said it so high-soundingly, as if he was at a disadvantage, ah!
Sang Haoyang shrugged his shoulders, "That can't be helped, the superior has explained that we should 'communicate' well before leaving the country to cultivate a sense of tacit understanding, otherwise it will affect the mission."

Now Wen Ya was completely blocked and could not refute half a sentence, who gave the "superior" more power? ?
Officials crush people to death!

Seeing the little wild cat put away its sharp claws again, and could only hold back its grievance, Sang Haoyang almost burst out laughing, he used this trick really well!

There is nothing wrong with using the privilege once in a while to achieve your own goals!

Reluctant to leave, the young master used the words "shameless" and "rogue" to the fullest.

Treating Wen Ya's small apartment as his own home, he actually moved his own things here the next day.

There were more razors and shaving foam on the sink, and the toothbrush and towels in the bathroom had become two copies, which made Wen Ya feel a headache after seeing it.

The most unbearable thing was that the bastard used the excuse of cultivating a sense of rapport, and was almost inseparable from Wen Ya, and was always hands-on.

At the beginning, Wen Ya would reprimand him righteously and tell him to behave himself.

But who is Sang Haoyang?That face is like an iron wall, of course he won't listen to those words, let alone expect him to obediently obey them.

After being stalked by him for a few days, Wen Ya also accepted this cruel fact, anyway, it won't work if she protested, so why waste her saliva?

On the day of departure, Xiao Ziqing couldn't help being surprised when she saw the two people walking from a distance.

Although they were holding hands, Wen Ya kept raising her leg and kicking towards him. Every time Sang Haoyang dodged flexibly—even though he was still dragging a suitcase with his other hand, his actions were not affected at all.

"He really got Wen Ya done??" Mrs. Feng's surprise didn't diminish by half, she felt that Wen Ya was not someone who would easily compromise.

Besides, this time it's entirely for Sang Haoyang's private affairs, Wen Ya has no reason to agree!

After all, a few days ago, the two of them still looked like they were incompatible. This change is really fast, but Wen Ya is reluctant to look at it like this.

Feng Yiran put his arms around his wife's slender waist, and said inscrutably, "I reckon that guy is half-baiting and half-deceiving."

As expected of a good brother, he guessed right at the first guess, who made the young master behave like this? ?

The two people over there didn't know what they said again, Wen Ya suddenly became angry, and tried hard to shake off Sang Haoyang's hand, turning his face and leaving.

Is there any reason for a duck with its mouth full to let it fly away? ?
The young master directly carried the little wild cat on his shoulders, and strode across the tarmac domineeringly, completely ignoring Wen Ya's punches and kicks.