Sweet crazy!The abstinent tycoon spoils the queen as a delicate cub

Facing the mafia boss of the largest underground force in the Principality of Sludge, facing a group of fierce men with machine guns, in such a serious and tense atmosphere, the husband actually thought of the batch of flower seeds specially selected for the young lady Arrived or not!

Of course, in fact, this is nothing, after all, no matter how big the scene is, the husband always looks calm.

but..

Isn't it a bit too much for Poria to be a gardener?He is one of the founders of the Hacker Union! ! !

Of course, it seems that planting flowers will not delay her work.

Oh, by the way, he remembered, it seemed that Fu Ling had said that her family's ancestors were all gardeners and herbs, and it was only in her grandfather's generation that they changed their careers to other occupations.

But the family has always kept the habit of growing flowers, and has never forgotten the original!

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Chengshang's mind at this moment, and when he came back to his senses, he replied respectfully and truthfully, "Sir, I didn't contact Qiu Er yesterday, so I'll ask him now and tell Fu Ling to go to Yueming Garden Report."

Song Heqing gave a faint "hmm".

The voices of the two were not high, it was normal.

The location of the altar was two meters away from Song Heqing. Dunbar Ive didn't hear what the master and servant said, and thought that Song Heqing was ordering Cheng Shang to get the compensation.

In an instant, the smile on his face widened, and he spoke even harder.

His voice echoed throughout the church.

Song Heqing raised his eyelids and glanced at him, feeling that he was a little noisy, so he put the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly realized that His Royal Highness hadn't responded to the message.

then.

He lowered his eyes, turned on his phone and looked, the WeChat chat interface was still empty.

His Royal Highness's WeChat profile picture is an orange anime cat holding a wad of money. There are two money symbols in the cat's eyes. The WeChat name is: I want to be rich.

It seems to have an inexplicable obsession with money.

Song Heqing couldn't help but curled her lips when she thought of her cute appearance when she just went home with him because she had no money and was afraid of not being able to afford food.

At this time, Dunbar Ive happened to be talking about the compensation he imagined. He had been watching Song Heqing's expression, and seeing the man smiled, he was still wondering if the compensation he wanted was a little bit less!

With a thought, he said a few more words on the spur of the moment.

On the other hand, Song Heqing clicked on the dialog box between the two thoughtfully, and changed the girl's note to Xixi.

After changing it, I feel that something is wrong.

After thinking about it, he changed Xixi to Yangyang.

After editing this time, he still felt that some words were not expressive, so he narrowed his phoenix eyes, and he clicked on the edit bar again.

Slowly added three words——

Your Highness.

Young majesty.

After the modification, Song Heqing felt more pleasing to the eye.

Dunbar Ive in front of him also fell silent just now, Song Heqing turned off the phone, then raised the corners of his eyes, and looked at him with a sleepy look, "Thirteen lives, one life counts you 500 million, converted into arms, I Give you 1000 million more new goods."

Different from the tenderness when speaking French, the Russian language that comes out of his mouth is slow and clear, especially the final tremolo at the end, which makes people's ears pregnant.

Hearing his words, Dunbar Ive was stunned for a moment, because the compensation Song Heqing gave was more than the compensation he had temporarily added!

At the beginning, he wanted 3000 million goods. According to the compensation regulations in their gang, a life is 20 million. Just now he temporarily added 2000 million!

This is only 5000 million!

Who knew that Mr. Song was 500 million higher than him when he made a move!

Dunbar Ive never dreamed that he would receive such a large batch of arms compensation. You know, he sold this batch of arms, at least a profit of [-] million!

It was like a fucking dream!

"Mr. Song, you are simply too generous!" Dunbar Ive smiled, revealing two big gold teeth, but his face was wrinkled together, and the scar on his face looked like a wriggling worm.

Song Heqing glanced at him expressionlessly, then raised her hand and waved her long fingers.

Cheng Shang understood and threw the man in the black face bag in front of him, then took off the face bag to reveal the man's face.

Blonde hair, light brown pupils, deep and three-dimensional facial features, a standard foreigner.

Dunbar Ive looked at him puzzled, "Mr. Song, who is this?"

"You are the enemy, Judson Cyril's man." Song Heqing replied faintly, took off the Buddhist beads on his wrist and twisted them between his left fingers, and slowly raised his right hand.

Cheng Shang took out the pistol at his waist, loaded it, and put his hands in his palms.

Dunbar Ive's men raised their machine guns vigilantly when they saw this scene.

"Idiots, put down your guns!" Dunbar Ive hurriedly scolded

Everyone put down their guns after hearing the sound.

Song Heqing pursed her lips, without even looking at them, she hooked the gun with her long fingers and twirled it in her hand, then aimed the gun at the man kneeling in front of her, and pulled the trigger expressionlessly.

"boom-"

Dull gunshots sounded in the empty church, and the black-robed priest kneeling on the altar to pray trembled.

He turned his head slowly, and seeing the corpse in the pool of blood, he couldn't bear to look directly at him and closed his eyes.

"Yves, give this person to Cyril, and I will give you the first batch of my new products in the future." Song Heqing returned the gun in his hand to Cheng Shang, took out the black handkerchief in his pocket, and wiped his palm gracefully .

Dunbar Ive's smile suddenly froze on his face. He glanced at Song Heqing faintly, and said without smiling, "Mr. Song, you really played a good hand!"

Give him a sweet date and give him another slap.

The point is that he is still greedy for this sweet date!

If he sent this person to Cyril, it would be equivalent to telling the whole world that he belonged to Mr. Song and would fight Cyril because of this!

Song Heqing stood up, straightened her cuffs, and said softly, "You can do it if you don't want to, I won't force you."

"No, no, I'll do it! I'll do it! I'll chop him up and send it to Cyril!" Dunbar Ive beckoned his men to put the corpse away, and then asked politely, "Mr. Song, what are you doing at noon?" Do you have time to stay for dinner?"

"No, there is something else to do." Song Heqing calmly declined.

heard.

Dunbar Ive didn't want to keep him anymore, and sent him to the car with a smile.

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Song Heqing has a lot of things to do when he comes to the Principality of Sluzhi this time. It stands to reason that these things can't be done in a week, but he wants to go home to see His Royal Highness, so he works day and night.

Liang Xi was filming in Hengdian, played videos with him when he got home, and played with Jiang Wen when he was free, and felt that time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye it's Friday.

Song Heqing was going home today, Liang Xi wanted to go back and wait for him after filming, but Qing Huang's assistant director Jian Pengtian insisted on treating him to dinner, Liang Xi rejected his invitation, but Hua Lai couldn't resist Hua Lai's repeated invitations.

Fortunately, the end of the dinner plan was still early, so Liang Xi gave Hua Lai this face and went to the party.

The meeting place was a very romantic western restaurant. Jian Pengtian booked the place, and there was no one in the restaurant.

Liang Xiwo was playing games in the corner, and Duorou had gotten a little closer to Xiaoman these days, and the two of them were sitting opposite her discussing a certain newest high-end bag.

Leng Qi was holding a wine glass and sat on the high stool with a blank expression on his face, while You Wan was waiting at the stairs on the second floor.

Assistant director Jian Pengtian didn't know what to do downstairs.

There were only a few of them in the entire restaurant, and the others were still on their way.

After playing the game for a while, Liang Xi felt her eyes a little sore, so she closed the game and got up to move around.

"Fatty, I'm going to the bathroom."

Suorou raised his head and glanced at her, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, she lowered her head and had a passionate discussion with Xiaoman.Liang Xi shook her head with a smile, and rubbed her head before leaving.

at that time.

A cold light flashed across the eyes of Leng Qi who was sitting silently by the side.

She looked at the glass of water that Liang Xi had just drunk, squinted her eyes, hesitated for two seconds, then got up and walked over.