Quickly wear the sinister villain, let go of my tail

"Boss Wang, the navy has clearly stated that they are unable to complete the task we assigned them. What should we do?" the subordinate said anxiously, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Wang Dezheng seemed nonchalant. She narrowed her lustful eyes and waved her hand casually: "Forget it, let them be. I already have other plans.

Don't panic, help me contact Ding Siyuan's agent and tell her that I am a loyal fan of Ding Siyuan and want to have dinner with him and talk about cooperation. "

The subordinates secretly complained in their hearts that this fat woman was ugly but had beautiful thoughts. How could a man like Ding Siyuan possibly succumb to her charm?

However, things are unpredictable, and Ding Siyuan might succumb to her money power.

There are not many people in this world who can resist the temptation of money, at least he can't.

Why think so much? The subordinate shook his head. He was just a poor worker. If he had the time, he might as well finish the task assigned by the old woman. If he was late, he would be criticized again.

Watching the big yellow dog chasing Zhong Jiayan happily, Song Guo suddenly felt his eyelids twitching.

He quickly pressed down his right eyelid, which was twitching constantly, and kept repeating to himself: "Left eye twitching means good fortune, right eye twitching means disaster."

But then he comforted himself: "It doesn't matter, the right eye twitching may not be accurate."

At this moment, Zhong Jiayan was panting and exhausted, but the big yellow dog was still chasing him relentlessly, refusing to let up at all. He was filled with fear and did not dare to stop at all.

He ran as hard as he could, gasping for breath, and begged desperately, "Assistant Song, please be kind and let me go. Let the big yellow dog stop! I really can't hold on any longer. I feel like I'm going to die..."

Zhong Jiayan's face was as pale as paper, as if he would faint at the next moment.

Seeing this, Song Guo couldn't help but rub his chin and fell into deep thought.

Zhong Jiayan has been frightened enough, he should stop. If he continues teasing, the situation might get out of control, so it is better to quit while he is ahead.

"Wangcai, stop quickly! This guy has realized his mistake. Brother Siyuan and I will take you to find delicious big bones." Song Guo smiled and waved to the big yellow dog Wangcai.

When the big yellow dog heard Song Guo's call, it immediately ran over happily, and its cheerful barking "Woof woof--" echoed in the air.

Twolegs, here I come! Big Bones!

Song Guo squatted down, stretched out his hands and skillfully stroked the big yellow dog's chin. The big yellow dog looked very happy and snored in comfort.

A brilliant smile blossomed on Song Guo's face, looking particularly brilliant.

Ding Siyuan, who was standing by, moved his fingers slightly, as if he wanted to do something, but he finally suppressed his inner impulse.

The little fan looks so attractive that one can't help but want to build a golden cage to lock him up and hide him.

There was a barely perceptible dark flash in Ding Siyuan's eyes, and his breathing became a little rapid. He pinched his thigh with his big hand to suppress his desire.

At the same time, Zhong Jiayan collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

He looked extremely weak, breathing out more than breathing in, as if he was going to die at any minute.

Liu Jianeng, who claimed to be going for help but was actually going around in circles, saw that the time was almost up, so he went back home to find Zhong Jiayan.

He put on a false mask and pretended to help Zhong Jiayan up, with a look of relief and excitement on his face.

"Mr. Zhong, I'm so glad you're okay. I just went to look for someone but couldn't find him, so I came back again."

Zhong Jiayan no longer even had the heart to curse. He felt as if all the energy had been drained out and he was completely limp.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and uttered two words with difficulty: "Water... Water..."

The voice was so hoarse that it was almost unintelligible, like a mosquito buzzing in your ear.

If Liu Jia hadn't held Zhong Jiayan tightly, he probably wouldn't even have been able to hear what Zhong Jiayan said.

Shu Fuling happily ran back with the room card. When she saw Zhong Jiayan, who was so exhausted that he looked unrecognizable, she couldn't help but be surprised and her mouth was wide open.

She widened her eyes and asked in confusion: "What is going on?"

Liu Jianeng quickly waved his hand and said, "Oh, don't ask so many questions! I remember there are a few bottles of water in your suitcase, right? Quick, give me one."

"Oh, okay!" Shu Fuling came back to her senses as if awakened from a dream, hurriedly opened the suitcase, and took out a bottle of mineral water.

Zhong Jiayan was quick to grab the bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap impatiently, tilted his head back and began to drink it in big gulps.

As he drank, he made gurgling sounds, like a fish dying of thirst, desperately absorbing water.

In the blink of an eye, the entire bottle of water was empty.

Zhong Jiayan threw the bottle and pointed the spearhead at Song Guo, angrily accusing Song Guo: "Assistant Song, I have no grudge against you, why are you trying to hurt me?!"

After saying that, Zhong Jiayan looked at Ding Siyuan meaningfully. It was as if he was pointing at Ding Siyuan's nose and saying that he was the mastermind behind the scenes.

Even clay figures have tempers, let alone Song Guo, a little spoiled squirrel.

Song Guo's temper flared up, he put his hands on his waist, and said with an imposing manner, "Teacher Zhong, I have learned a poem, I wonder if you have learned it before?

The name of this poem is "Xiangshu" and the poem is written like this.

The mouse has skin, but the man has no manners! If the man has no manners, what is the point of not dying?

The mouse has teeth, but man has no end! If man has no end, what is there to wait for before death?

The mouse has body, but the man is rude! If the man is rude, why doesn't he die quickly? "

Zhong Jiayan's eyes seemed to be soaked in venom. He stared at Song Guo gloomily. His eyeballs turned red and his neck became thick.

Coupled with his miserable appearance, he looked like a patient who had just escaped from the Fifth Hospital.

However, Song Guo was not afraid of him. Instead, he continued without flinching, "People should be upright and honest, and should be down-to-earth and seek truth from facts. The most important quality of a person is to have self-knowledge, don't you agree, Mr. Zhong?"

Want to bite back? No way! Not to mention the door, he would even weld the windows shut. He would never let Zhong Jiayan find any opportunity to discredit his lover.

He will protect his lover!

Ding Siyuan's eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. He felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary. Whenever he encountered something about him, his little fans always made him look at him in a new light.

The arrogant look on his little fan's face when he retorted was so adorable.