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Chapter 588 The Round Table and the Twelve Knights (01)

"Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu... wake up, don't fall asleep you pig, get up quickly—"

The quilt was lifted, and a pair of cold paws were rubbing her face frantically, accompanied by chattering sounds.

Even in such a situation, the girl whose facial features were wrinkled into a ball was still stubbornly sleeping with her eyes closed, flailing her hands wildly, trying to get back the quilt that was taken away.

"I really admire you, I have never seen you so hard to wake up!"

"Student Si Xiaojiu, I solemnly warn you, if you don't get up again, you will soon lose my precious friendship and three meals of hot pot and five meals of Ma Xiao. Are you sure you really can't afford it?"

Si Jiu's eyelids moved, and after a long while, he reluctantly opened his eyes. He got up very angry, but he couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, so he was extremely aggrieved and annoyed. He raised his hands and clamped his friend's pia Squeeze hard on both cheeks.

"Yueyue, do you know what time did I go to bed last night?"

Zhao Yue was squeezed so hard that she grinned, and had to let go of the hands that ravaged Si Jiu's face, and went to break her hands.

"I don't know what time you go to bed. I only know that you promised me last night that you would accompany me to see my male god."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to grab Si Jiu with both hands to pull her up from the bed, and shook her shoulders, "Quick, wake up, you agreed to go see the male god with me, if you break your promise, you will become fat." of."

Si Jiu drooped his head feebly, "Ah—is there such a thing?"

Zhao Yue burst into tears: "Si Xiaojiu, are you human? I didn't hesitate to pay the painful price of three meals of hot pot and five meals of spicy crayfish. You promised well, but now you actually..."

"Ahhhh, don't, don't be yelling, I know, I know. Is it over if I go with you?"

Si Jiu rubbed his head with a big head.

Zhao Yue immediately smiled when she heard it, and hurriedly pushed her to urge, "Hurry up, get up."

Si Jiu got out of bed helplessly.

"Move faster, dress up nicely, maybe today you will have a chance to get close to the male god!" Zhao Yue looked like a nympho, "Ah——I'll mess with the male god~"

Si Jiu was very helpless.

If someone else dared to do this while she was sleeping, she would definitely slap her away.

But the opponent is Zhao Yue.

She had no choice but to sigh, resigned herself to the bathroom, brushed her teeth and washed her face, then stroked and pulled her hair twice, casually put on a sweater and jeans, it didn't take 5 minutes before and after, and then she said to Zhao Yue, "Let's go."

Zhao Yue looked at her bitterly, "To see my male god, is this what you look like?"

Secretary Jiu looked 'What's the problem? 'Looking back.

Zhao Yue: "...You at least...would you like to put on some lip gloss? You really don't pay much attention to my male god."

"It's not my male god." Si Jiu's face was numb.

"I... really missed your good face for nothing!"

"If you talk nonsense, I won't go."

Si Jiu raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

Zhao Yue "Zi La" manually zipped her mouth, and ran out while holding the wine secretary.

Half an hour later, the two of them appeared at Yunshui Airport, huddled together with a bunch of screaming fans, crazy at the man who was escorted out by more than a dozen bodyguards and security guards.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Zhao Yue tightly grabbed Si Jiu's wrist with one hand, and screamed in her ear, "Ahhhhhhh—"

The wine secretary was squeezed to the side, not to mention, he was also filled with magic sounds.For the hundredth time, I swore that I would never go crazy with Zhao Yue, a dead idiot.

"Brother worked hard on the plane!"

"Brother, did you not sleep well? You look a little tired."

"elder brother--"

It was as noisy as [-] ducks came out of their cages. Such a noisy and crowded scene could easily cause resentment and dissatisfaction among other passengers in the airport.

The man who was originally escorted in the middle, wearing a hat and mask and walking with his head bowed, suddenly stopped, then turned around in the direction of the fans, and raised his index finger in front of his mouth.

"Shh-"

The pair of peach blossom eyes covered by the brim of the hat finally appeared in front of everyone, shimmering and full of affection.

The girls who were screaming just now all fell silent.

　Perhaps, have you heard of "The Last Supper"?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)