The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2154 Old Heathmore: Huh? Am I in trouble?
Two hours later, the three of them were in the bathroom brushing their teeth in front of Li Cang who was sitting on the edge of the bathtub. The clear stupidity in Qin Zhenzhen's eyes seemed to have been assimilated to Da Lei Zi and Xiao La Suo. The six eyes of the three people each had their own emptiness and confusion.

"Wait, what did you just say?"

Li Leisi spat out the toothpaste foam in her mouth, turned around and almost knocked over the punching bottle sitting on a small stool with her chest. To be honest, everyone seemed to hear the sound of water shaking out of someone's head, a bottle that was only half full and swaying.

"I'll take you back to get your hair done and choose clothes," Li Cang repeated, "Our mother is waiting at the hot spring mountain. She has arranged for several professional teams to arrive. Hismore An'er will arrive in the afternoon, and the base feels it is necessary to make it more formal."

When Suo Zhihui moved past Li Cang, the magician suddenly had a brainwave and slapped her hands, making a loud and crisp sound. Suo Zhihui was shocked and looked at Li Cang in disbelief, then at her own small and perky buttocks. Her eyes and eyebrows were relaxed and she was overjoyed. She felt relieved that she had finally gotten what she had been looking forward to for many years.

Li Cang tried to explain: "Emm, I said it did it on its own, do you believe it?"

Li Leisi looked indifferent and pouted, "Don't they feel tired? If there is really nothing to do, why not organize those people to go to the streets to sweep snow and ice to serve the people?"

Unconsciously, Li Cang seemed to have gathered a group of bad friends at the 3/7 base, and the one that the magician disliked the most was probably the red-haired girl. After all, as one of the investors of the three-legged business, Jin Yujing did not need to engage in any false flattery, and even the most basic commercial flattery could be ignored.

But this is not the case with Hismore Aner. Considering that some people have repeatedly rejected His Majesty Aner's invitations to participate in some unspeakable social activities, as a price, in addition to funding, resources and technical support, they are also responsible for occasionally providing the necessary emotional value, often occasionally, to prevent this red-haired glass turret from having its mentality explode.

The invitations were sent yesterday and the people are coming today. The base’s attitude towards this is: take your time, but be quick.

The level of importance that al-Qaeda attaches to Hismorean is extremely outrageous. After receiving the news yesterday afternoon, they began to prepare for it and regarded it as a formal diplomatic visit, the level of which is almost second only to the last multi-party talks between the Arab world represented by Mansour and Li Cang, al-Qaeda, and Monroe.

However, for Li Cang himself, this is just a daily routine in the literal sense. After all, they haven't seen each other for such a long time, and they all deserve it.

Hot Springs Mountain.

The base tries to maintain a low-key and solemn pace, with high-orbit clearance and low-orbit security and countless personnel deployed along the way from Hot Spring Mountain to Monroe. Of course, this is not entirely because the base is making trouble out of nothing. It is also closely related to Monroe's retro court aristocratic social etiquette, which focuses on a two-way journey.

"Geese, geese, geese! It's like we're in a play!" Qin Zhenzhen twirled the hem of her skirt and bowed to everyone like a lady: "So! Do I look a little like an aristocratic girl?"

"You are joking. What noble girl? You should know that you are the princess of the Li family~"

Big Wang gave a thumbs up with a serious face. When Tai Xiaoyi came out after changing into a dress, Li Cang dared to guarantee that the shape of her mouth was definitely as if she wanted to call her mother.

There are too many people, so we stopped.

Tai Xiaoyi was even a little shy when being stared at by Lao Wang: "Do I have to wear it? This dress seems a little too exaggerated. It makes me feel awkward when I walk."

Rao Qifang and Jin Yujing were both wearing solemn and dignified red cheongsams with gold and phoenix patterns: "Son, how do you like what I'm wearing?"

"Okay!" The fewer words, the bigger the matter.

It's terrible. My mother seems to treat this family dinner as some big event.

Rao Qifang dusted off the clothes and checked them several times: "Okay, okay, okay, just don't embarrass my son. Hey, have you washed the dog?"

Xu Hongfeng's voice came from a private bathroom, but a ferocious cat head came out from the crack of the door: "Alright, alright, it's almost done, Ah Fei, come back!"

A foamy devil's hand dragged the hoarse Ah Fei back. Ah Fei's eyes were desperate and crazy. A series of ping-pong sounds and the screams of Xu Hongfeng and the dog were heard from the bathroom.

Rao Qifang looked away with satisfaction: "Son, do you think I should prepare some small gifts or something? If I just give out red envelopes, wouldn't that be a bit embarrassing?"

"Mom, it's just a home-cooked meal."

"That won't do. We are from a small family and we can't let others look down on us. Hey, isn't An'er's father coming too?"

Li Cang opened his mouth and said, "For an old fox like that, even our Aunt Jin can handle a whole pile of them by herself, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Oh, well, change your clothes too, hurry up, everyone is about to arrive!"

"what?"

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Half an hour later, the magician in formal attire stood awkwardly in front of the dock. The sound of the drum band made Li Cang feel that it would be more appropriate for him to lie down under a white cloth.

The pilot ship led the Heathmore Aner, which was worth over 100 million yuan and was comparable to the Goldfish in terms of extravagance, slowly into the port. Suddenly, fireworks burst into flames and colorful ribbons flew. Li Cang followed the arrangements of the base like a sleepwalker, feeling drowsy.

Two hours had passed since the official ceremony was over, and Heathmore An'er had barely spoken a third sentence to Li Cang. He started at zero frame, and the old father offered sacrifices to the heavens: "I'm really sorry, I didn't know that my father's coming along would cause you so much trouble. I... you wouldn't mind, would you?"

Old Heathmore: (°ー°〃)
what?
Am I in trouble?
Looking at the scene of his daughter, who was like a princess like the sun, the moon and the stars, talking and laughing with the black-haired boy, the old father's heart almost broke, his lungs seemed to have expanded dozens of times, and the breath he exhaled almost brought sparks.

"Mr. Heathmore!" Zhao Yang probably rarely wears a Zhongshan suit in his life. He always feels that he is no different from the peripheral security guards around the old leaders. He has to speak in a stern manner. It's so uncomfortable. "Ms. Heathmore Aner will probably be on the same Destiny Servant with Li Cang. Let's get on board too. I will introduce you to the customs and habits of the base along the way!"

"I'm new here, Commander Zhao. I'm honored, but is this too much trouble for you?"

and many more!

My baby girl, my little princess
Why are you going to ride on the servant of destiny with that wild boy? What's the meaning of you not going over to stop him but acting like it's a matter of course?
The two people's mentality at this moment overlapped to some extent. They both smiled on the surface but cursed in their hearts. The double dose of hypocrisy and greasy ecological backlash of middle-aged men seemed to devour each other and make them disgusted with each other.