Mr. Dior

After humiliating the dog emperor, Zhang Dashuai went to cook for his little wife contentedly.In order to make up for the young master, the warlord made a table of sumptuous dishes.

Steamed scallops with minced garlic vermicelli, braised prawns, sizzling mushrooms, lotus root clips with sauce, stir-fried water spinach, sliced ​​cucumbers, a bowl of nourishing soup and a dessert.

"I cook so much at night, how can I finish it?" Jiao Qi took a bite of the lotus root clip. The half-cut lotus root slices were filled with fillings and fried until crispy. The thick soup covered it. fragrant.

"Throw it away if you can't finish it, and don't give it to the dog emperor." Zhang Chenfei glanced at Guangzong who was holding the table to look at him, deliberately smashed his mouth, and made the little golden retriever salivate .

"Haha, what are you bullying it for?" Amused by this person and dog, Jiao Qi touched Guangzong's dog's head and reasoned with it, "Dogs can't eat this stuff."

"Wang woo..." The dog emperor stared at the food in Zhang Chenfei's hand in aggrieved manner, and did not listen to persuasion at all.

After dinner, Jiao Qi read the script on the bed with his notebook in his arms.He hadn't read the previous nine scripts, and now he planned to find them out and have a look.Zhang Chenfei took a shower and came over, hugged his little wife and smelled it.

"Don't make trouble." Jiao Qi was tickled by him, and raised his hand to push him away.

"You are my daughter-in-law, what's wrong with hugging?" Dashuai Zhang was extremely dissatisfied with his little wife's gesture of chasing flies.

"I'm busy, I'm going to find your aunt." I searched for the script "The Warlord's Undercover Wife", and clicked to view it.

It is indeed mentioned in it that after the young master escaped, the warlord took the maid who was married as a dowry to the house.Because of the war at that time, the servants were scattered, and only the house requisition could keep this little maid.But just let the maid tell him about the past of the young master every day. After talking about the warlord, he would drink a lot of wine, cry and laugh.

Later, when the young master was found, the servant girl compiled her affair with the commander in the young master's ear, which caused the young master to disbelieve what the warlord said for a long time.

However, in the original book, she was a weak girl, and I don't know how she was connected with his chubby secretary.As for the so-called Li Yingjun and Mr. Wang who were married before marriage, they were in the script of "The Domineering Prince and Pretty Princess".

"What concubine? I think about you day and night, where is there concubine?" Zhang Chen jumped up, as if he had been greatly insulted, and opened all the doors of the bathroom, cloakroom, and study room, "Look at this The cabinet, this bed, and this bedside table are all clean!"

"Huh la la" the drawer of the bedside table was pulled out by the brutal warlord, and pink toys fell out all over the floor...

Jiao Qi closed the computer, folded his arms and looked at the pile of toys: "It's clean, huh?" He lowered his head and glanced at the progress bar in the broom. The cleaning was 5.5% complete, which probably wiped out the tail of the prince's part of the plot.

Zhang Chenfei gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn it, who put so many crap in my drawer! Throw it away, throw it all away!"

Jiao Qi raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

The warlord who was born as a bandit had a thicker skin than the city wall, and he was not bothered by the awkward atmosphere at all.Crawling back on the bed again, with his hands tucked in front of his chest, he rubbed back to his little wife like a husky rubbing itches.

"Until you agree, I won't touch you." Dashuai Zhang said sincerely, those mistakes in the past must be made up for, and those frights cannot be appeased in a short while, and can only be done slowly.

"Yeah." Jiao Qi responded casually, put the notebook aside, and got ready to sleep.

"Jiao Xiaoqi," Zhang Chenfei sat up and tried to hold his hand, "I'm a rough man, I don't know how to love you, but I will learn. If there is anything you don't like, please tell me, Let’s talk about what we have to say, so we won’t quarrel.”

Looking up at him, those deep eyes were full of sincerity, Jiao Qi stared in a daze, unable to tell whether it was a line or Zhang Chenfei said it himself.

"Even if you did something wrong, I will let you go." Afraid that his little wife would not believe it, Zhang Dashuai hastily added another point.

Jiao Qi couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay."

Waking up the next day, Jiao Qi looked at Lao Gong who got up and dressed quickly, and asked him uncertainly, "Are you still Marshal Zhang?"

When Zhang Chenfei heard this, a look of pain appeared on his face, and he knelt on one knee on the bed and touched his little wife's face: "It's me, don't you remember clearly? This is no good, I can't let you alone You are at home, you follow me to the headquarters."

This arrangement was exactly what Jiao Qi wanted, the backwards script was more chaotic than before, in case he would think about jumping off the cliff again, he had to watch it.

The two went to Shifei together, and when Yu Yuan received the notice, she ran over with a thick document to sign for the president.

Seeing Yu Yuan, Zhang Chenfei couldn't help frowning: "Why are you here?"

"The boss asked me to come here." The fat man smiled dimples, and lowered his head to show Jiao Qi the documents. "Everything that needs urgent attention is here. There aren't many. I'll take it back after you sign it."

Seeing this situation, Marshal Zhang was very anxious, and couldn't help calling Yu Yuan over: "Didn't I already give you this month's money?"

"Ah?" Yu Yuan was stunned for a moment, thinking that Zhang always said the extra bonus for supervising Jiao Qi's meals, "I've already given it."

"I'll give you another sum, and I'm not allowed to talk nonsense in front of him." This thoughtful fat man might arrange something for him in front of his little wife. If the daughter-in-law who just coaxed back ran away again, he would kill someone.

As soon as the words fell, Yu Yuan received a hush money of 5000 yuan from Louis XIII.But the CEO already knew that Qian Yuyuan deserved it, so he looked at his boss with a guilty conscience.

Jiao Qi rubbed the center of his brows, quickly signed a few documents and handed them to Yu Yuan, and said in a low voice, "Here you are, just take it and pretend you don't know."

"Okay!" Comrade Xiao Yu, who got the boss's approval and made a fortune by accident, happily ran away holding the document.Douyan was smiling, and the wind was blowing under his feet, as if his streaky body had turned into tendons, disappearing without any mess.

Zhang Chenfei wanted to explain, but didn't know how to say it.Just when secretary Susu came in and told him to go to the top floor for a meeting, Zhang Dashuai, who was eager to show his loyalty, took his little wife to go with him.

"There is going to be a war soon, you just listen to it, so as to remind your father to prepare early." The rough man warlord didn't know how to please his wife, so he revealed all his secrets in front of him.

The meeting was about the arrangement of the "Glory of the Galaxy" offline competition.Now in the overseas service area, all countries have decided the top three, and the list of confirmed players who can come to China to compete has come out.As for Huaguo, because of the large number of players and regions, the semi-finals will only be held tonight.Finally, the top three teams can participate in this competition.

"The team led by the Demon King has reached the semi-finals, and we will compete for the final right tonight." The operation department showed the results of the official team. Team MMY.

"MMY is very discerning, and I will form a professional team at this time."

"It seems that we have great confidence in Shi Fei."

Shi Fei naturally welcomes the participation of professional teams, which will drive more game lovers to join, and also lay the foundation for the formation of alliances in the future.It's just not good news for the Demon King, I'm afraid he won't get the 250 million bonus.

"When is the big battle scheduled?" Zhang Chenfei asked seriously.

"Number 20 next month, there is time to apply for visas for each team. The venue has already been arranged, so there is no problem." The operation department answered fluently.

Zhang Chenfei looked at the list with a solemn expression: "The Eight-Power Allied Forces | Invasion | China."

Those who participated in the meeting were all middle and high-level people, and they spoke more casually. When the president said this, everyone burst into laughter.Jiao Qi was afraid that he would give a speech about "defending China to the death" if he got excited, so he interjected, "What time is the match for the devil king?"

"Eight fifteen in the evening." Hearing Mr. Jiao's question, everyone stopped laughing and answered quickly and accurately.

"Well, everyone, remember to go back and watch, and tip our gold medal anchor." Jiao Qi lifted his chin slightly and made a little joke.

The atmosphere became lively again, and everyone smiled and nodded: "No problem!"

At 3:[-] in the evening, the couple stood in front of the screen on time to watch the game of Diao Jun.The semi-final is a knockout match, the four teams are divided into two groups, the one who wins directly enters the final, and the one who loses can only stay to compete for No.[-].

The system assigns them randomly, and until one second before the game, everyone still doesn't know who the opponent is.

The Demon King led his team members into the battlefield first, and sent out a greeting.

Diao Jun: Please read my name with emotion, thank you!

MMY: Mom!

Diao Jun: ...

MMY: ...

"Why are you guys again, brothers!" The Demon King covered his forehead dumbfounded.Several other anchors of Diao Jun also began to howl exaggeratedly.

[Diaojun-Bad: Ahhh, why, God is going to kill me, Diaojun! 】

There were already a lot of viewers in the live broadcast room. After this group came out, it exploded exponentially. It is estimated that the finals will not be as good as this battle.

[This is really the group of death! 】

[It's over, it's over, there must be a group that can't make it to the finals, so the finals are still worth watching! 】

[I don't care, I am invincible, fuck them, tell them to kneel down and call mother! 】

[But shut up, you were taught to be a man by MMY last time, so you haven't learned how to behave this time?Just admit defeat! 】

No matter what the barrage says, the world champion Art will never admit defeat, even if he loses, he must lose decently and vigorously. "What are you afraid of, roll up your sleeves and do it!" The devil rolled up his short sleeves, patted his biceps, and pretended that he had fancy arms.

The indomitable Diao Jun charged forward.

The semi-finals were much more serious than the previous group stage. Both sides are currently the top players in the country. When they collided together, sparks flew, and the audience was hooked.

However, in the end we still lost.

Watching the battlefield from the perspective of the demon king on the screen gradually turn gray and white, and the white flag with the words "Diaojun" slowly erected in the ruins, Zhang Chenfei closed his eyes in despair: "We lost."

The general situation is over, his team has been defeated, and he can no longer guard these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.The Eight-Power Allied Forces are about to enter the country again, what should we do?

After reciting the whole song "Sacrificing one's life to go to the country, seeing death suddenly as home", the warlord, whose spine was bent by the reality, said in a hoarse voice: "Master Jiao, can you lend me some money?"

"Huh? What money?" Jiao Qi threw a gift of one yuan to the Demon King, and turned to look at Lao Gong.

"I will transfer all my assets to your Jiao family, be your family's son-in-law, and lend me money to raise soldiers."

"..."

Unable to bear to break Mr. Warlord's heroism, Jiao Qi took out the check from yesterday and signed him for 100 million silver dollars.

Zhang Chenfei held his selling money, his fingertips trembled, and after a while, he suddenly began to undress.

"What are you doing?" Jiao Qi put one hand on the bullying guy and stared at him warily.

"Sell yourself," Zhang Dashuai said with a serious face, "If you give me money, I will naturally do what I should do. After all, you are a little prostitute, and you can't live without me and my other six brothers."

"……roll!"

The author has something to say: Note: Die one’s life to go to the country’s calamity, and see death suddenly as home——Cao Zhi’s "White Horse"