Knowing each other with you [Sword Three]

On a sunny morning, the manager of the marketing department of the Ancient Oriental Cultural Exchange Center received a notification from his assistant that the supervisor at the venue was in a hurry.

The supervisor is his distant nephew, and by virtue of being related to him, he shows off his might all day long.

But it was harmless anyway, and the manager followed him.Children, young and energetic, ancient culture has always been like a pool of stagnant water, and a young man can still have some vitality if he makes a fuss.

He had thought so.

He didn't get nervous until he answered the phone call from his nephew, saying that someone was making trouble at the Guqin venue.

Damn, the Guqin is a treasure left by our ancestors thousands of years ago. Nowadays, those who know something about the Guqin are all antiques, and only a few of them can play it. They are all grandparents who walk tremblingly and can't hold their chopsticks steadily. Now, who can't think about it so hard, and has to make trouble with a few pieces of broken wood!

The key is that these pieces of broken wood are still priceless treasures. Last year, a beautiful girl sneezed on the piano, and the old man above was so angry that she took her to court. What a good day, someone dared to directly touch her. It's on!

Why don't you play cotton, you have to make trouble with the piano placed in the labor management venue!

The fleeting year is unfavorable! The fleeting year is unfavorable!His position as the marketing manager is probably coming to an end!

The fat manager blushed with anger, his neck was thick, and his well-trimmed beard was bald.

I just hung up the phone with my nephew and wanted to call a car to go to the venue, but the assistant rushed in again, saying that this time, the response from above was particularly intense, and I clicked on the video, saying that the matter was uploaded on the Internet, and it was popular on Gufeng.com, click The volume has exceeded one million, and the forwarding has exceeded ten million.

Mother! ! !

The fat manager's tie was also crooked, he grabbed his suit and rushed out, smashing heavily into the road vehicle, the vehicle was delayed for three seconds before starting.

When the fat manager was rushing to the meeting place, he missed the eight intercoms ringing frantically in the office, and he didn't pay attention to the few messages and a lot of communication requests sent from the terminal.

Arriving at the exchange exhibition hall, he was hit hard on the ground from the car, and the fat manager took two thick legs and rushed into the venue at extreme speed.

The crowd of onlookers inside had already dispersed, and it was too late to control the scene now.

"Uncle!" A fat young man who looked nothing like the fat manager, but was just as chubby, rolled towards him, his face filled with righteous indignation.

The blood in the fat manager's eyes dissipated a little, and he saw clearly that it was his nephew who was the supervisor, "What's the situation!"

"Don't worry, uncle! The prisoner has been taken down by me!" The fat man was full of confidence, and both of them were in charge, and the conversation was all in the form of growls.

"Who is the criminal!"

"A woman who came to work part-time! A person with supernatural powers!"

"What happened to the piano!"

"Already called an expert to check!"

"Where is the offender!"

"Detention center! 50 robots are on strict guard! It's all right!"

"Done—" The fat manager was about to praise his nephew, but was interrupted by a sharp whistle from his terminal.

This call sound is exclusive to emergency situations. He is a responsible manager. When there are [-] emergency calls from above, the whistle sound that he preset for emergency communication will sound.

"Ah, Mr. Xiao!" The fat manager who received the call changed his face instantly, and there was a smirk in the cracks of the fat, "...Hey, I...right...ah? People have... no, no, no... I No! I didn't... well, okay, don't worry... hey, hey, it's okay... ah, please, please, I promise to complete the task..."

When the communication over there ended, the fat manager paused for two seconds, and then saw dozens of missed communications and a few short messages on the terminal.The communications were all from the above, and there was an unknown number. He looked at it carefully, and sure enough, the message was from the unknown number.One is signed Maxfield, the other is the family crest, and two fish with rings connected end to end.

Mother, mother, mother——! ! !

The fat manager's knees gave way and he almost fell to his knees. Thanks to the fat man's nephew who came up to help him, he stopped and his nephew was thrown to the ground.Make a bang.

The fat manager came back to his senses, bent down and grabbed his nephew by the neckline, spit spattered, "You've hurt me! Do you have a grudge against me!!!"

Several great families in the interstellar world, the chief military and political chief Max Feier's family, and the food industry chief Yu's family, these two families came to the door at this time, because of the little girl who was imprisoned by his evil nephew!

Leaving aside the Xiao family, the elders of the ancient cultural world, the military and political giant Maxfield's family and the catering tycoon Yu's family, what happened to these two irreconcilable families?

Mother!What a crime!

By the way, hurry up, invite that little aunt to come out and confess!As long as the little aunt is coaxed well, there is still room for change!

The fat manager pulled his nephew up and dragged him away, shouting as he walked, "Where's the man?"

The supervisor nephew didn't have the aura just now, he was yelled at like a fat puppy, and he didn't react for a long time.

The fat manager stopped and shook the dog nephew vigorously, "I said! Where is the little ancestor who was imprisoned by you?! Take me there!" Then panting heavily, he turned around and yelled at the assistant who minimized his presence. Said, "Hurry up and get ready to eat, drink, and enjoy the RV, and do your best to serve that little aunt!"

The assistant was snarled, and ran like the wind to get ready.

The fat manager took his nephew with him, and the two went all the way to the detention center.

Generally, larger institutions have a private detention center. If someone makes trouble, they will be locked up first, regardless of 21, and then the details will be sorted out. From the perspective of maximizing profits, it is decided whether to keep it private or send it to law enforcement agencies.Obviously, private detention centers cannot be brought to the table, so they have the nickname, "teahouse".

The fat manager rolled to the teahouse as fast as he could in his life, and plunged into it. The smallest room inside was where his savior, little ancestor, and aunt were locked up.Ten meters away from the room, there were small robots with red eyes flashing rapidly. The fat manager forced his way through, knocking down a crowd of minions like a bowling ball.

When I came to the door of the tea room, there was a beam of light that interfered with the ability in the middle of the transparent glass. The fat manager looked inside, and immediately wanted to faint to death, but unfortunately he couldn't faint because he was fat and strong, so he had to bite the bullet and call the police for an ambulance .

Xiang Zhi, who fell on the ground, was abnormally pale without a trace of blood, her lips were chapped and peeled, and her brows were tightly wrinkled.

The fat manager grabbed his nephew's terminal and opened the cell door, rushed in, carefully picked up the limp Xiang Zhi, and rushed out, praying crazily in his heart: "Auntie, oh fairy sister, I beg you, please don't worry about it, your old man." If something happens, I'll take care of it immediately, otherwise those big shots will definitely make my life worse than death!What a crime I have done!Mother! ! !

Xiang Zhi, who had already lost consciousness, seemed to be having a strange dream.I dreamed that I was being hugged and galloped by a very fat bear. The bear's legs were extremely short, and I was hugging her, sweating profusely.Seeing that she wanted to laugh, but she didn't have the strength to do so. It took a lot of effort to pull the corner of her mouth, which caused severe pain all over her body.

It seems that it hurts like this before?

Isn't there a day to rest?

The big fat bear ran with her for a while, and met a hard stone sculpture-like person who dug her out of the big fat bear's fat and stuffed her into an aquarium with fishes painted on it.

Ah, wait a minute, I'm not a mermaid, don't just stuff me in...

Later... uh...

Perhaps after a long, long time, such as 100 years, consciousness gradually became clear.

where am I?

Xiang Zhi woke up from the darkness, sweating a little, but not too uncomfortable.The morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains and shone into the strange room. She sat up, looked down at the high-end silk pajamas and high-end silk bedding she was wearing, touched them, and felt cool and silky, and then reached duck Hold your head in your head and think.

quack?This is where?

The sound of water coming from somewhere...ah, it stopped.

The bathroom door was pushed open, honey-colored firm skin, firm eight-pack abs, and mermaid lines cast deep shadows by the morning light, extending from a small towel wrapped around the lower body.

"You've finally woken up." The deep and pleasant voice was hoarse, and the long legs that defied the sky strode to the window, and opened the curtains with a swipe.

The sunlight came in suddenly, shining in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, occupying the entire room.

Xiang Zhi felt a blur in front of her eyes, as if she was hallucinating, otherwise how could the Son of God of ancient Rome appear in her room?The platinum-blond short hair was still dripping water, and the crystal water droplets reflected eye-catching colors in the sunlight, and dripped down the young man's naked body along the hair tip.

He turned his head, under the sunlight, his profound facial features were cast with shadows, appearing sacred and inviolable, with majesty in his eyebrows and eyes.He looked at Xiang Zhi, his deep eyes were like a boundless sea.

It's Claude.

huh?

Claude?

Why is he here.

And without clothes on.

And just took a shower.

And the legs are so long.

And he stared straight at me.

Xiang Zhi felt that something was wrong with him being stared at.Could it be that he was having sex dreams with such a lively look?

My mother, wake up quickly.

Why don't you wake up, it's too sexy, let me appreciate it for a while: wow Sai's legs, those abs, mermaid lines, and chest muscles...

No way...how could I dream of Claude getting out of the bath...

Well, my nose is a little itchy >///<.

God, I'm afraid my brain is broken!

"Do you still have a fever?" Claude, who was only wrapped in a bath towel and still dripping water, walked to the bed, bent down, and asked gently with caring eyes.

"I'm not fussing." Xiang Zhi quickly replied, thinking to himself, such a gentle Claude is really dreaming!How could Claude be so sullen!He's always been bad and bad.

Claude chuckled at a close distance, and stared at Xiang Zhizhi's pectoral muscles with water marks in front of him, and the tips of his ears were red.

Then the chest muscles moved down together with the breathing, and Claude's face came closer, and gently parted Xiang Zhi's bangs, touching her forehead.

The tip of her nose smelled of water vapor and shower gel, and there was also a...masculine breath, which filled her nasal cavity and chest cavity particularly domineeringly.

Her forehead was a little wet, and Xiang Zhi was a little breathless. There was a blue sea in front of her. She was like a green leaf on the sea, drifting with the current, losing control, and involuntarily fell into a whirlpool of foam.

"Well, the fever is gone, drink some water and sleep more."

Xiang Zhi was stuffed into a water glass in a daze. There was a heat source behind her, and a strong heartbeat could be heard in her ears.Holding the water glass, she took a few sips obediently, and then was gently stuffed into the bed again.

There seemed to be a feather across his forehead, with a cool temperature and familiar breath.

She closed her eyes with peace of mind and fell into a dreamless sleep.

Claude wiped off the water droplets on his body and hair, put on his clothes and walked out of the room to the balcony.He desperately needed the morning breeze to cool off.

Thinking of just now, he took advantage of the opportunity to hold Xiang Zhi in his arms, his delicate body leaning against his chest weakly, warm, soft, with a fresh breath, obeying her words, as if he could do whatever he wanted to her...

Thinking of this, the restless primitive impulse in his body almost lost control again.

He knew what his reaction meant.

From the first meeting, when he saw her, from the initial amazement to becoming more and more addicted, there would be an impulse from time to time, but he didn't take action before he thought it through.Today, I finally figured it out.

Those impulses that have never been there have answers.

In the early winter of Xinaweier, although the sun was warm and the sun was shining, the actual breeze carried blades, which brought sharp pain to the face.In this way, the restlessness in the body can be calmed down, and the next action can be calmly considered.

Standing on the balcony for 10 minutes, Claude didn't return to the living room until the living room door was knocked.

"Claude." A gracefully dressed woman walked into the room with elegant steps behind the butler.Her appearance is [-]% similar to that of Claude. The years have left traces on her face, but it has not diminished her beauty at all, but it has added a mature charm.

"Mother." Claude nodded expressionlessly, turned around and closed the balcony door again, keeping the cold wind out, leaving only the bright sunshine.

Mrs. Maxfield glanced at the bedroom where the curtains had been drawn again, and there was a small lump on the bed, "Is she...?"

"Yes." There was a trace of tenderness in Claude's lowered eyes.

Looking at this son who has never disappointed her since he was a child, Mrs. Maxfield held back many things she wanted to say, and asked dryly, "Have you thought it through?"

"Yes, mother." Claude met Mrs. Maxfield's eyes firmly.

"Well, you can figure it out yourself." Mrs. Maxfield glanced at the bedroom, wanted to step forward to hug her son, paused, then turned and left.