Candy cubes crackling

After Lu Liuyun eagerly hoped that his father would go away, he finally showed his true colors, fell on the sofa and hummed dishonestly twice, showing signs of wanting to act coquettishly and wildly.His posture of stretching his arms and kicking his legs was very unsightly. Fortunately, there was no third party present, so he didn't care about it in his heart, and just showed Zhou Hengxi the nonsense.

"It's still yours." Lu Liuyun grabbed Zhou Hengxi's sleeve and did not let go, pressed his slender white hand to his face, rubbed it like a rascal, and muttered, "My good brother, he knows how to love his wife. "

"If you were my son, I wouldn't spare you." Zhou Hengxi took out his cold hand and put it on his hot neck, jokingly said, "Father doesn't kiss outsiders."

The half of Lu Liuyun's soft cheek rested comfortably in his hand, and Zhou Heng Xibing suddenly shivered, almost jumping up from the sofa.He shrank his neck, thought out Zhou Hengxi's naughty words, squinted his eyes and joked, "Oh, you're still an outsider, I think I'm not well-mannered, so I'll add two red candles for you tonight."

"Tim here?"

Zhou Hengxi stroked down along his waistline, making the little man in his arms tremble.Lu Liuyun held down his hand, and in a panic, he glanced at the oiled paper bag on the table, and quickly flattered him, "Brother, look, I bought a roast duck, and I'll feed it to you."

After finishing speaking, he rushed to the small table to open the oiled paper package, swiftly rolled the skin-on roast duck slices with spring pancakes, wrapped them tightly with shredded scallions, dipped them in a little sweet noodle sauce, put his left hand on his right hand, and graciously Pass it to Zhou Hengxi's mouth.

Zhou Hengxi tasted it with his hand, and found that the taste was really good, so he also came down and fed Lu Liuyun once.The two of them sat cross-legged on the carpet while stuffing their stomachs with food, and flirtatiously smacked all the onion skin and meat on their clothes.

In the end, Lu Liuyun grinned with ten greasy fingers, and there was a sweet noodle sauce that Zhou Hengxi secretly smeared on his face.He curled his lips, thinking that his diligence was not worth the loss, so he wrinkled his nose and went to the bathroom to wash himself up, only to get some comfort in his heart.

When he returned to the bedroom, Zhou Hengxi was already sitting on the bed waiting for him.

"Why did Dad come to the door today?" Lu Liuyun wiped his wet hair refreshedly, and sat down on the bed next to Zhou Hengxi.

"The eldest son-in-law started to keep an eye on the Japanese consulate before he left last time, and found that Wu Yuezhou attended Sanada Eiichi's birthday reception, and the Japanese seem to maintain a cooperative relationship with him."

"What kind of skill does this Wuyue Prefecture have to give the Japanese people a ecstasy soup?" Lu Liuyun "sneered" and laughed, feeling very puzzled.

"I don't think Wuyue Prefecture has any cleverness." Zhou Hengxi said disapprovingly, "The one who dares to use him now is the real character."

"Hey, don't think about it anymore, I have a headache." Lu Liuyun rolled over on Zhou Hengxi's chest in a state of dismay, and Bai Xiuying's forced smile suddenly appeared in his mind, causing him to sink his head and let out a long sigh.

"Didn't you say you don't want to, why are you sighing again now?" Zhou Hengxi straightened him up, pillowed it in his neck, and raised Lu Liuyun's chin in a comforting manner.

Lu Liuyun couldn't bring up the matter of embarrassment, so he was speechless for a while, and simply grabbed Zhou Hengxi's hand, and lightly gnawed his five fingers one by one, leaving shallow tooth marks.

Zhou Hengxi graciously took out the other hand and handed it to him. There will be no big disturbances outside at this moment, so let's let his darling mess around while he is at home when he is free.

Late at night, the large living room of the Miura Mansion was brightly lit.Wu Yuezhou came alone with information, and handed over a thick stack of folders to Hiroseto.

"Mr. Wu, please come in and sit down, the young master has been waiting for you inside."

Wu Yuezhou couldn't figure out the routine of the new financial owner, and originally planned to leave after handing over the goods. After hearing this, he couldn't shirk it, so he raised his head and smiled at Hiroseto, and followed closely with him went in.

The living room was quite empty, and Miura Shinhisa was sitting alone on the sofa, turning pages of a book of classical poetry in his hand.Seeing Wu Yuezhou coming, he closed the book in his hand, got up and said, "Mr. Wu, sit here."

Seeing that he was so polite to him, Wu Yuezhou felt a little cautious, sat down on the sofa upright, cleared his throat and said, "Master Xinjiu, the documents you asked Mr. Hirose to hand over to me have been taken care of. Well, do you...do you have anything else to ask?"

"Mr. Wu, are you still used to living in the concession recently?" Miura Shinjiu poured him a cup of hot tea and asked with a smile.

Wu Yuezhou thought that Miura Xinjiu called him over to question him carefully, but he didn't expect to say such a sentence, which made him a little at a loss.

"If the house is not suitable, I can find another for you."

"No, no, no, the house is very good. Master Xinjiu has a heart."

Wu Yuezhou woke up like a dream, and quickly waved at him, almost flattered.

Miura Shinjiu nodded, took out a check prepared in advance from the folder of the book, put it in front of Wu Yuezhou, and said, "Mr. Please don't shirk."

Wu Yuezhou glanced unintentionally at the considerable number on the check, his eyes flashed, and he suppressed the joy on his face.If he hadn't used the eaves of Miura Xinjiu to hide, he would have almost given birth to the illusion of being flattered by the other party.

"Master Xinjiu is too polite." Wu Yuezhou folded the check in his hand, this time smiling brightly from the bottom of his heart.What should be received is still to be received. Miura Xinjiu only gave a lot, and Wu Yuezhou did not contribute in vain. Everyone's cooperation belongs to cooperation, and the payment and remuneration must be settled.

Seeing him put the check in his pocket, Miura Xinjiu was very satisfied, and he didn't do much to keep him. After a few simple greetings, he sent him out the door in person.Wuyue Prefecture didn't behave badly when he got a bargain, he politely left the benefactor at the door, took his leave with a check in his arms, and the buttocks of the whizzing cars spewed out a trail of gray smoke in the drowsy night of Xingzi.

"Master, it's windy outside, let's go into the back room and talk."

Hiroseto gently covered Miura Shinku, who was standing in the wind, into the room, and closed the door smoothly.He is the housekeeper of the family and a master key to Miura Xinjiu, who not only shares the master's joys and sorrows, but also feels the master's well-being.

Miura Xinjiu is also very satisfied with this loyal young servant. Hiroseto is a tailor-made property for him by Miura Donghui, so that he has a little extra feeling of cuddling while using it smoothly.However, there was nothing charming about this feeling, at best, trust came to his heart, which made him feel comforted.

"Master, just now I took a brief look at the documents sent by Wuyue Prefecture, and the vice president really arranged a trick behind the scenes."

Hiroseto sent the selected forms to Miura Shinhisa.

After Miura Shinjiu glanced at it, he squinted his eyes and took a deep breath.His good uncle Miura Jianlong, relying on the family tree, actually colluded with foreign forces to smuggle, both selling people and goods, women, child labor, gold, arms... His hands are stretched out longer and longer, and he dare not dare moving business.

This way of black money attracting money, even if one day something happens, he doesn't need to touch the "cake" at home, he can leave the house with peace of mind, and jump out to challenge others.

"Currently we know that there are British and Russians working with the vice president. One out of every ten cargo ships in Tianjin has a dark cabin. The smuggled 'goods' mainly flow to Hualou, the army and factories. Before going ashore, they will arrange for people to connect, and if there is any abnormal situation, they will immediately turn around and return, and throw the 'cargo' directly into the deep sea to clean up."

Things far exceeded their expectations, Hiroseto hesitated for a moment, but decided to reveal this heavy dark side to Miura Shinjiu.

"That is to say, the previous connector was Wu Yuezhou?" Miura Shinku rubbed his temples, although his tone was still calm, the expression on his face was not relaxed.

"That's right, but after what happened last time, the vice president is said to have changed the way of operation, no longer easily inward currency, but has played the role of a middleman, transferring the 'goods' accumulated in China Take the lead with the outside world." Hiroseto analyzed his conclusions in detail.

"It's ok, Miura Jianlong's trick is to use the base camp of his family to develop a small workshop outside, and his hands can't be dirty... Heh, the tree is so big that he is alone to pick up the fruit."

Miura Xinjiu sneered, he really underestimated the old fox at home.Even if he has been caught now, without the intelligence investigation of the informant, trying to bring him down is just empty talk.

"Young master, although Wu Yuezhou has become an abandoned child with the vice president, he is also someone who has had a deep understanding of this game. We can use his hand to secretly investigate and contact him. partner." Hiroseto saw his worry, thought for a while, and suggested to Miura Shinhisa.

"Wuyue Prefecture has just settled down now, so you don't need to push him too hard. A cat that has just had its hair blown must be entangled before you can stretch out your hand to smooth its fur, right?"

Miura Shinjiu put the documents in his hand on the coffee table, and refilled himself a cup of hot tea.It is too dangerous for him to break out of the predicament single-handedly. He himself is a person who walks on a single-plank bridge, so why should he let himself have another embarrassment of being a car with a mantis arm.

He doesn't like to gamble, and even if he is desperate, he won't bet all his chips on it.If someone must come forward to clear the way, then it is better to borrow someone else's hand.

Thinking of this, Miura Shinjiu's hands, which were getting slightly cold, were finally scalded alive by the hot tea cup held in his palm.