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Purple Mountain Villa, Mu Chen is in pain and happy.

While enjoying the sweet and greasy swish, he endured the sharp and breathtaking eyes from the beauties, and his weakness was that he had two small pliers to wait for him, ready to go.

As long as Mu Chen moves slightly, he will make a shot.

But fortunately, just as Mu Chen was suffering, there was a broken Chinese on the opposite side, "Hello ~ Dear Ye, do you really know eight Chinese, introduce yourself...."

Carl snatched the mobile phone and began to speak in extremely fluent English, which was more fluent than broken Chinese, I don't know how many times stronger, and the little loli who listened to it was about to explode.

When Mu Chen heard Carl's words, he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally didn't have to bear the sharp eyes, he hurriedly changed the topic with laughter, and came out with a mouthful of English that was several times more fluent than Carl's, "Mr. Carl, it's a pleasure to meet you, you speak English well." "

As soon as Mu Chen spoke, Han Yan Yang Mi and Xiao Lori brushed it, and their eyes instantly locked on Mu Chen, this man of theirs, how can he be fluent in English? !

Standard, too standard! And fluent is not yet the same.

However, this is just the beginning.....

Just when Mu Chen soared out of fluent English and Carl sighed, there was suddenly another person on the other side, but at the moment it was a mouthful of French, and Han Qiao Yang Mi, who was listening to it, was stunned, as for the little Lori, she was directly like a fool, and her little eyes could only stare blankly at the hateful and confident husband~!~

Han Xiaoxue and Yang Mi are the same, because they will only lose their French, but they stared at the corners of Mu Chen's smiling mouth, and their hearts were stunned, no, is he really.....

Sure enough, just as Han Xiaoxue Yang Mi's thought arose, Mu Chen blurted out extremely standard French, "Hehe, Mr. Kills is joking, I'm not as good as you say." "

"No, no, no, dear Ye, you are the best person I have ever met who speaks French, even better than I say~!" Kills praised.

Angel was also stunned, because what she was best at besides English was French, and this Muchen's French just now was simply too standard!

It's just that she learns French, yes, the French textbooks are not so standard!

And at this time, a short Fuso national judge also came up, "You are in a hurry~,......%"

Kazuo Hatoyama of Fuso opened his mouth to speak in the language of birds, and only understood the first sentence of 'mouth you are anxious' is your good meaning, and the rest is like flies flying in your ears.

The same is true for Han Jian and the others in the Purple Mountain Villa, who didn't understand anything except 'you are anxious'.

But just when they were still thinking about the meaning of Yifu's words, Mu Chen had already spoken, "@#!%..."

Han Qiao Yang Mi Little Lori, "......."

Angel and other judges, "......."

After a few words of conversation, Kazuo Hatoyama resumed English communication, "Tsk, Master Muchen's attainments in language are really extraordinary, admire, admire~!!"

At this time, Angel interjected, "Mr. Hatoyama, how is the Fusang language that Ye said just now?"

"Hehe, what Master Mu Chen said is so good, it is the most standard Fusang language I have ever heard, it is too powerful~!" Hatoyama Kazuo said, Lei De Angel and the others were shocked, but they knew that Hatoyama Kazuo was not only a literary award judge, but also a famous master of Fuso's Chinese language.

Han Qiao Yang Mi heard the exchange on the other side, and she was also confused, that is, the little Lori understood a little, which probably means that her husband has convinced the famous language masters of Fusang Country, I am a mother, my husband is so powerful~~, I really want to hug and kiss ~~~~

Kazuo Hatoyama's 'test' was over, and immediately after, the other judges were not calm, and they began to be extremely skilled in their country's native language, and then, Northern Bear, Spanish, Italian, and German rang from the other end of the phone one after another, and the Nobel Prize for Literature jury is not a vegetarian, on average, each person knows at least three or four languages.

However, Mu Chen's response made them all doubt their lives.....

Under the gaze of the three beauties of Han Qiao, Yang Mi and Xiao Lori, no matter what kind of conversation came from the other side, they could blurt out incomparably smooth and free without thinking for the first time, without the slightest stagnation.

At the end, Angel was shocked, her excited little face flushed, and she screamed and confessed, "ohmygod dear leaf, Iloveyou!"

Mu Chen, "....."

Han Qiao Yang Mi little Lori, three resentful little eyes came over in an instant, this big pervert is messing with flowers again, so angry, so distressed~~

After talking again, Angel and the others said the intention of calling, and told Mu Chen that in a week, the award ceremony of the Nobel Prize in Literature would be held in Switzerland, and let him go to Switzerland to receive the award.

After hanging up the phone, little Lori couldn't help it.

"Ah~~, stinky husband, I know that I can mess with flowers, Sister Qiao'er, Sister Mimi, let's teach him a lesson together, let you mess with flowers, I'll scratch you to death~~~"

Little Lori said, jumped on Mu Chen's body and hung up, a pair of small devil claws wandered on Mu Chen's body, Han Yan and the two glanced at each other, a wicked smile on the corner of their mouths, and then pounced on Little Lori....

"Hee-hee-hee, oh I was wrong husband~~"

"Oh yes, big soul light, where are you touching me, necrosis ~~~"

In an instant, the four of them fought together, and it was difficult to separate, and the laughter of the three silver bells rippled in the villa one after another. _

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