Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

As soon as he went out, the sight of being spied on disappeared.

In one morning, the Zeng family's cronies jumped back and forth between etiquette, integrity, family mission, and ethics.

Although I feel that it is impossible for Yan Ce to persist in the women's toilet with a woman for such a long time, no one has the face to say that we should break open the door together and go in to have a look.

In addition, Jiayu House was almost occupied by Zeng Ran, and the rest of the so-called guests were all close friends of the Zeng family or other nobles who wanted to entertain. The head of the family reported, while checking for traces of entry and exit.

Facts have proved that Yan Ce is a professional.

The oncoming sea breeze blew by, and there was still a bit of raw pain.

Yan Ce returned to the ship at the port. He wanted to treat Mr. Xiang to tea while checking the explosives, but found that he had already gone to Xinchudu.

It seems that he left in a hurry and has not discovered the open secret of Qi's surrender.

At this time, the Mohists were being locked up in different hotels by the Zeng family in batches, and there was no one on board.

With long hair raised, Ling Shi looked at the self-destruct device that Yan Ce picked out, and said, "I thought you would be eager to find Miss Yu Ji."

Yan Ce tied the portable dynamite around, and said: "You can see traces of Mohist scribes in the hotels along the way, but you can't go out. I'm afraid not all the hotels have the eyeliner of the aristocratic family. There is no need to contact Yu Ji now."

"Much smarter." She rarely praised.

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Because of the temperature difference between the seaside and the hotel, some white mist spewed out from her lips. Although it was early spring, the temperature at the seaside was still in winter. Although the temperature had basically zero impact on her body, it didn't mean that she liked the cold weather. sea ​​breeze.

Miss Lingshi looked at Yan Ce packing up the necessities alone, she seemed to see her formal clothes and didn't ask her to help tidy up, or maybe it was because of her excess self-esteem, Lingshi naturally didn't intervene to help.

"What's next?"

Yan Ce picked up the small bag, and instead of answering her question, he asked instead: "What do you think of that patriarch?"

"Leave room for everything, a wise man."

"That's right, there are scheming all over her body. If she wants to procrastinate, she has some excuses. She is tired of calculating." Yan Ce admitted his shortcomings frankly, and said: "Instead of intrigues with others, it is better to use strength to break tricks. But, now I am in a hurry. It must be Zeng Ran, not us, one law is enough to make the family centrifugal, the smarter Zeng Ran is, the more anxious he is now, so do you want to go shopping in the afternoon?"

"No time." She refused directly.

"No face at all."

Yan Ce jumped off the gangway and walked over the solid wooden boards at the port. When he stepped on the beach, the tide rose slightly and surged over his ankles, and a chilly refreshing feeling rushed over his head.

"It's so cold."

"Qi's seaport is a place to escape the heat in midsummer, only you are stupid enough to put your feet in the tide, not afraid of the wind and cold?"

As she spoke, she walked to the beach not far away, and the fine sand leaked into the gap between her toes. She bent over and hooked it, took off her open-toed shoes, poured the sand into it, and held it in her hand.

"This is the first time I've seen the sea, so I must be excited." Yan Tzuyu said with dissatisfaction.

There are many secrets hidden in the young man, Miss Lingshi naturally knows, she didn't go to explore the pile of secrets, although occasionally curious, but the curiosity is stuck in the right place.There is no point in exploring too much, as long as he understands his harmless and stupid nature, it is enough.

Instead of directly soaking his feet in the sea like Yan Ce did, he stepped on the sand from a distance, with the moist fine sand sinking slightly, and the cool touch wrapped his feet. When he lifted his legs, a lot of sand fell on the insteps On the ground, although it was also a little cold, it was not to the point of discomfort.

Immediately, he sat on a rock, with his shoes piled behind the rock, and shook the sand in the gaps between his insteps and toes, but he couldn't clean it up.

At this time, Yan Ce swam over, to be precise, was swept by a high tide, and hugged the reef next to her. The children near the sea knew that the tide was coming and ran quickly, otherwise they would be swept into shallow water. A boy who saw the sea once must have no such experience.

"Give me your hand."

Miss Lingshi sat on the rock and stretched out her hand to Yan Ce.

"Come on," she urged.

Although the tone was impatient, Yan Ce's eyes glowed with hope, and he said with a smile: "It's really thanks to you."

The stamina of the tide cannot be resisted by an assassin as agile and weak as Yan Ce. When the young man saw that white hand, his heart felt warm.

Yan Ce immediately let go of the rock, ready to grab Miss Lingshi's hand.

however.

The moment she was about to hold it, she withdrew her hand.

Yes, that's right.

I took it back very badly.

Ten thousand sentences of MMP played in Yan Ce's heart in a loop, and the little heart that had just warmed up was now completely cold.

"Ahhh! You did it on purpose!"

"Ah."

Her lips curled up slightly, revealing a dangerous smile.

"Your Highness, this is a lesson for your blind trust, take a good bath in the sea."

"You wicked woman!"

A close hug came from Yan Ce's shallow water area, and he was choked up by the tide, and his whole body was wet.

When the tide was falling, she stepped on the beach barefoot and dragged Yan Ce out with one hand.

"It looks like a stupid dream that collapses, but it suits you unexpectedly."

The dark-haired woman looked down at Yan Ce who was lying on the beach like a doll in despair.