Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

[407 Diderot's Lament]

Diderot turned back to the room, walked slowly to the soft chair, sank his body slowly, wrapped himself in the blanket and sighed slightly, his colorless eyes were full of lethargy, "Du, why are the recruits in our family so stupid?"

The man named Du is roughly in his 60s, wearing a black formal tuxedo suit, with a gold frameless single eye hanging from the breast pocket. Although there are mottled scars on his face, he still can't hide the expression on his face when he looked at Diderot. kindly.

Waking up with a glass of red wine is a habit the young master has developed over the years. As a housekeeper, he knows it better than anyone else.

Du took the transparent cup and walked over, poured the scarlet wine, handed it to Diderot, and replied, "Young master never bothered about Jack, this must be one of the reasons."

Diderot took a sip of his wine and shook his head, "Jack was originally created by Hull on a whim. I think I never allow anyone to promise that I have been with Hull for so many years after his death, so I am worthy of the word "friend." "

"So in the young master's heart, does Master Jack count as a friend?" Du smiled, and refilled the glass he drank.

Diderot stared at the wine glass slowly overflowing from the bottom, and finally the gathered color turned into a beautiful semi-circular arc, swaying and rippling in the glass, and the traces started to swim, so he smiled, "A friend...?"

The ending sound rose and turned into a soft question, and finally he denied it and shook his head, "He's just my deputy."

Du didn't answer much, and after Diderot drank the third cup, he raised his hand to collect the cup.

Diderot frowned dissatisfied, "Did I give you an order to do this?"

"Master, it's not a child anymore, don't be greedy for drinking", persuaded, but still took the glass.

Diderot was obsessed with cleanliness, and he liked white the most. Used things must be cleaned before they are reused, otherwise they will be thrown away. In order not to waste, Du walked to the sink and began to clean the glass, meticulously.

Lying on the chair, Diderot turned on the large screen occupying the main wall, looking at the scene coming from all around, his eyes darkened.

"Master, are you sure you can win this time?"

Du asked a question suddenly, and Diderot answered bluntly, "No."

After turning off the water source, Du turned around and looked at one of the screens. When he saw the unconscious little man being transported by Jack's men, he nodded and smiled and said, "As long as the young master gets what he wants."

"I don't have anything I want," Diderot whispered, his tone no longer as relaxed as before, "I only have to."

Du stood behind him and stopped talking.

After serving the young master for so many years, no matter how weird his temper is, he can figure it out. After all, he has taken care of the children who have grown up since he was a child—what is most important to the young master and what is secondary to the young master. The same can be distinguished.

003, Mask, Yeran, Nangong Family, Beiming Family, Miss Meng...everything is fine, just for experiment.

Experiment, just for one person.

The Jack family has never been important to the young master,

Diderot leaned on the chair and meditated, his eyes fell on Zhizhi who was running in the maze, watching her vigorous body getting closer and closer to the place closest to the Nangong Mo clone body, "Du, Am I a good person?"

Du smiled without a word, "I'm here, young master."

"How can a good man separate mother and child?" Diderot turned around with a smile, "First of all, I have no interest in this woman."

Du nodded, "It's the young master, I'll give orders immediately and bring this young lady to you."

Orders are always oblique, no wonder the group of subordinates often don't understand and often annoy the young master.

Can't he understand everything?

Even if he is like him, the young master will not get angry and kill people at any time, and he will be called a bad tempered person.

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In front of the church, Nangong was fully staffed and assigned tasks. There were ambush points in each responsible area. Even if a fly flew out of the church, it could be immediately swept into a dense hornet's nest by random guns.

Other families are a little messier.

Mu Yiche had no intention of talking about the route of the siege with other family representatives who came to participate in the siege, walked all the way to Qing Ye standing in front of the Mu family, put his arm around her shoulder and smiled flatteringly, "Good apprentice, little chicken!" Dichang is not in your character, you won't still be angry about what happened yesterday, right?"

Qing Ye took the hand on his shoulder away, neither cold nor indifferent, "Master Mu, the Mu family is well prepared, just waiting for your order."

Mu Yiche dragged Qing Ye to the shade of a tree beside him, and continued to speak softly and sweetly.

The hands of the Mu family were innocently ignored...

"Good apprentice, you will grow old quickly when you are angry. I only plan to live with you as a woman in this life. Take care of me. Don't be angry all the time!"

It turns out that this philandering man only cares about youth and body.

Qingye is even angrier!

What she was originally angry with was not that he hugged the boss, but that he was blazing endlessly at beauties everywhere in London, and when he was discovered, he asked with a confused look, do I have one?

Now it is like this, adding fuel to the fire!

Being born with a romantic relationship only means that you are very attractive, which is not wrong, but if you have a romantic relationship and never refuse, it is a mistake!

Mu Yiche didn't understand why, and felt that he was too familiar with Qingye, so he didn't try to persuade him too much, and coaxed with a smile: "Okay, what do you want when you go back, I'll buy it for you."

Indifference and strangeness are the two magic weapons of Qing Ye's cold war. The most serious thing is that he does not recognize his relatives and has an anti-marriage mentality towards his fiancé.

He handles it with ease.

"It was your Mu family who were invited by the siege. I have nothing to do with the Mu family, let alone you, so," Qing Ye looked into the distance with a cold face, "Master Biao, I wish you another happy marriage, and died of kidney failure."

Mu Yiche was angry at the last four words, "You even cursed your own lifelong sexual happiness!"

"There are many men who can give me sexual blessings, but it's not necessarily you." During the short time Qing Ye stayed with the League woman, she seemed to be more and more infected with the good habit of swearing, "Also, Xiao Ai said that you like to play tricks most , I only like the idol faction, not the power faction.”

Master Biao suddenly realized that something was wrong.

(Thank you dear Zhutou Lin for the gift of Momo, dear hongjing81, Ye Shen Xiaoyue for the gold medal for Momo, and cmf729002349 for the red envelope for Momo^_^)