Angel Son of Tomorrow's Ark

What is this red dragon talking about... All the women present have black lines all over their heads.

In this world, from ancient times to the present, Tallulah is probably the only red dragon who is so humble that he wants to use his Originium skills to replace gas.

But this also shows that her dedication to being useful to Luo Zhen is already completely in the shape of Luo Zhen, and she is always shaking M.

Luo Zhen looked serious and looked at Ta Lula seriously.

He asked like an interviewer:

"May I ask Miss Tallulah, are you the type who blows up the pot after cooking, and washes out the debris after washing the dishes?"

"That's Frost Star, isn't it! I said I can still cook a la carte, and my vitality is not so destructive!"

Tallulah's cheeks puffed up as she argued for her womanhood.

This made Frost Star who was still on Rhode Island sneezed, wondering if it was the first time in his life that he had a cold.

Seeing Tallulah working so hard, Luo Zhen nodded vigorously:

"Okay, adopt! Then wash your hands and sanitize immediately, wear an apron, and control your tail carefully, and be careful not to smash things!"

"Sir! Yes, sir!"

Tallula's heels collided crisply, and she saluted neatly.

Seeing that Talula took the opportunity to earn points for herself, Lao Chen seemed to be forced to go to Liangshan, so they had to be together.

【Don't think about being tender with Luo Zhen who opened the shop in the morning】

All the women present have firmly engraved this iron rule in their DNA, and they have evil intentions to make all the new women step on the pit in the future.

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So, it was after nine o'clock in the morning.

After passing the morning rush hour, the crowded flow of people in the soybean milk shop suddenly disappeared like magic.

This is the characteristic of a metropolis. There are several fixed waves during the peak period, and the rhythm of life of most people has been fixed.

Lao Chen, who was finally liberated from hell, threw his forehead on the table with a plop:

"It's finally over... This is more terrible than any battle I've ever fought..."

"Um......"

Talula also quietly leaned against the wall, as if she had lost ten catties:

"The Luo Zhenjun in the morning is scarier than the Bozhuo Kasti (patriot) in the military training... I really should let Shuangxing and Alina come to see him, this is the real Son of God... ..."

The Shuanglong sisters looked at each other, and they didn't have the strength to speak to each other.

It was also the first time in a few months that the Penguin logistics team experienced the infinite fighting power of their boss, and now they are drinking soy milk and resting.

Luo Zhen, who handled all the tidying up after the morning rush hour by himself, didn't even show any signs of fatigue.

He took off his apron and washed his hands, and said with a fresh face:

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. There seem to be a lot of customers today, and they are all old customers who saw us opening the store again. Oh, that's great, this proves the strength of our soybean milk shop!"

"There's nothing to do after that. If you have time, just stay and look at the store. I'll go back and see Jingzhe... Oh, Cao Cao Cao Cao is here."

The girls: "[What the fuck are you talking about?]"

All the people present were puzzled, and they were taken aback by the strange name Luo Zhen said, thinking that the Holy Son had spoken foul language.

Jing Zhe, who rushed to the store in a hurry, was rarely wearing pantyhose, and the white legs stretching out from under the skirt were particularly eye-catching.

She clutched her chest and gasped for breath:

"I'm sorry everyone! It took me too long to wash my hair, and my socks were torn, and my clothes were still wet and had to be dried, and it was so late... Why do you all have more air than air? What does it look like?... Ha! Could it be that Zhenjun Luo, in the store early in the morning, just like that..."

The women: "[Yes, very fierce.]"

All the females at the scene reached a consensus: never take the initiative to tell the people behind how scary Luo Zhen was in the morning.

It is better to experience this kind of thing personally, it can basically be regarded as one of the refresher courses in the harem of the Holy Child.

Jing Zhe, who obviously misunderstood, covered his face with his hands, looked at Luo Zhen with a look of astonishment, his knees trembled a little.

Luo Zhen gave these women a straight look:

"What are you fooling around about? I'm just working normally, okay? It's not that exaggerated...Jing Zhe, don't be really afraid, even I will be sad."

Seeing Jing Zhe's half-step back, Luo Zhen could sing.

However, because of the long-lost opening, Luo Zhen's current state of mind is completely refreshed, and he doesn't care about such trivial matters.

He just said with a clear face:

"Jingzhe, you came just in time. I'm going to see Wei Yanwu later, do you want to go together?"

"That guy has been texting me since yesterday, and he's getting bored to death. Even Aunt Wen Yue has contacted me, so I have to save face."

Hearing Luo Zhen's words, Lao Chen rolled his eyes violently:

"This is the reason why you ignored the request of the governor of the mobile city and came to open the soy milk shop in the morning? Mr. Luo Zhen, you have great authority."

Luo Zhen glanced at Old Chen: "You still have the nerve to talk about me. Aunt Wen Yue also sent you a text message, right? Then will you go with me?"

"Thank you, no, goodbye."

When asked by Luo Zhen, Lao Chen was unceremonious and had no intention of going to see Wei Yanwu at all.

Although the reconciliation was a reconciliation, Lao Chen's favorability for this uncle was still lower than that of passers-by, and it might be difficult to rise up in this lifetime.

But this reputation is at least [cold], not [hostile].

Luo Zhen didn't force it, so he left the other girls to look after the shop, and set off with Jing Zhe.

But as soon as he arrived on the street, Luo Zhen twisted his chin and looked up and down Jing Zhe's appearance.

Jingzhe felt a little hairy when Luo Zhen saw it.

A strong memory of last night flooded her heart, causing her thick tail to wrap around her legs:

"That, Luo Zhenjun...why do you look at me like that? I should have been washed clean, nothing strange...?"

Luo Zhen: "Ah, no. I just wanted Jingzhe, didn't you say that you still have to dry the clothes in the morning, so let's go buy a few more and change your outfit."

Luo Zhen did what he said, and immediately took out the colorful black card that still had the scent of Shihuaiya perfume, and went straight to her shopping mall.

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...So, after another two hours of delay.

It wasn't until Wei Yanwu was about to take a lunch break that Luo Zhen came belatedly and entered the governor's office.

The old dragon, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, let out a long sigh, and listened to Luo Zhen's defense.

He squinted his eyes, and the old dragon head could see the subtlety on his face:

"So, that's why you asked the former elite of the Supervision Department, Miss Jing Zhe, who is directly under the Dali Temple, to wear a maid outfit?"

The old dragon sighed heavily again, and pinched the Jingming acupoint wearily:

"It's not that I'm alarmist. Young Luo Zhen, try to take a photo and submit it to Dayan Southern Weekly. After a week, my dragon gate will be pulverized by countless golden thunders, and the destruction of humanity will be quite clean. "

Jing Zhe: "Well, even grandpa wouldn't do such an excessive thing...probably."

Jing Zhe, who was dressed in a maid outfit, made a defense with a subtle guilty conscience.

But this is also understandable, after all, what she wears is too Two-dimensional.

After Luo Zhen personally selected and dressed up, Jing Zhe at this moment was wearing a short skirt and maid outfit specially modified to suit the aesthetics of a certain group, and even wore lace black silk thigh socks and high heels.

And in order to conform to her usual dressing style, Luo Zhen also kindly chose a style with exposed armpits, so that she could keep cool as always.

This attire is basically the same as the nostalgic Miss Lyudmila's training play back then, except that the collar is not added.

That is to say, Jing Zhe is a complete devotion, and he has no objection to letting his own officials use it casually.

However, Luo Zhen is also very innocent.

He said with an upright face:

"Don't get me wrong, I let Jing Zhe choose."

"This is also to fit the secretary's style. Whether to wear men's deacon clothes or women's maid clothes, we have discussed it amicably. Isn't it Jingzhe?"

Jing Zhe: "Yes... (whispers) After all, I don't want to wear men's clothing in front of my husband... (whispers)."

Jing Zhe's exquisite seven-aperture girl's heart is just the right compliment to Luo Zhen.

And although she's shy as hell and isn't used to high heels, she doesn't really hate the look.

After all, Luo Zhen even praised her for her beauty, and the animalism in her eyes made Jing Zhe almost have a fever.

There is no woman who does not want to be liked by the man she loves, and it is said to be the (spiritual) awakening of newlyweds.

This show soaring to the sky made Wei Yanwu one of the first two big.

He sighed more and more depressedly:

"You can do whatever you want about the couple's affairs, but please don't involve my little Longmen... This is why I urgently invite you here, Mr. Luo Zhen."

Wei Yanwu entered the serious mode, and a pair of golden animal pupils looked directly at Luo Zhen:

"You must have heard about the Nian Beast. Let me first prove that it is true and there is nothing false about it."

"And that willful Nian beast will undoubtedly appear in my Longmen this year. What's more, her gameplay this year is very realistic... She wants to [borrow] the boundary of my Longmen to make a self-made movie."

From the mouth of this old dragon, Wei Yanwu, he said something like a group building goal that only a certain SOS group would have, it sounds extremely absurd.

11. A crumb woman named Nian

What Wei Yanwu said was similar to what Jing Zhe said at his bedside last night, only a little more specific.

Jing Zhe only knew the truth about Nian Beast for the first time after reading her grandfather's letter.

But Wei Yanwu seems to have seen it with his own eyes, and his words are obviously a lot more true.

Jing Zhe listened very carefully, holding a small notebook at the side to record carefully.

...Speaking of which, her small notebook seems to be used to squat in the corner of Luo Zhen's wall and record in detail the time each woman enters and exits his bedroom every day.

At that time and now, it has really changed a lot... Luo Zhen was full of emotion.