After Becoming a Little |

The strong aura of the Xuanpao girl suppressed everyone, and Bi Bei's throat rolled: "Lu, Senior Lu—"

"I don't want to repeat it a fourth time, get out! Go!"

"..."

Bi Bei took a deep breath, waved his hands to let the colleagues behind him back out, threw the gun in his hand on the ground, and raised his hands to signal that he was not threatening.

"Senior Lu, even if you kill me, I will admit it. Anyway, I can't beat you. If I shoot at this distance, I'm courting death."

"..."

"But my duty is to protect the safety of my boss. In a sense, I also belong to Bureau Nine. If he offends you, if you want revenge, you can—" He stared at The eyes of the girl in Xuanpao took half a step forward: "But you need to step over my corpse first!"

If you want to kill, kill me first.

I have no strength, but I am from the Ninth Bureau, and the Republic stands behind it.

"...Are you threatening me?"

"I didn't mean that. This is my job, not a personal grudge."

"I think it's a personal vendetta—"

She took a deep look at Bi Bei, and the killing intent in her phoenix eyes almost solidified.

The driver's uncle didn't flinch in the slightest. Although the cold sweat trickled down from his forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye, he didn't retreat but advanced, and took another half step forward.

"I lost you, Rem..."

The Xuanpao girl let go of the tuft of Xuanpao she was dragging angrily, put her hands on her waist to relieve herself: "Call Baili and ask her to tell you!"

"Lu Qian—"

"Hit!!"

"……it is good."

The unremarkable uncle driver took out his phone and dialed Bai Li's cell phone on the other side of the mountain and the other side of the sea.

"Hello, old white?"

"What happened? Is Mr. Ai's side threatened? Which side is it from? The financial circle of this book is still Millikin's?"

Bai Li obviously knew that this guy didn't call to congratulate her on being promoted to deputy director, so she just asked in a low voice, and the other side had already gestured to her subordinates, signaling them to connect to the public frequency.

It's been 8102 years, is there still a living villain in the world of this book?

"...No, something...something hard to say happened to me."

He talked about the situation in front of him, focusing on the situation where the girl in Xuanpao came to the hotel to get mad.

In fact, he still doesn't understand what happened.

Bai Li was even more confused: "Give Senior Lu a call."

"It's me, Lu Yanqing, speaking."

"Senior Lu, is there some misunderstanding?"

"Yes, there is a big misunderstanding..." the girl in Xuanpao replied coldly.

She turned her head and glanced at her mother, who was knocked unconscious by herself, and now was held in Zhanlan's arms.

Well, Zhanlan still looked at herself with fearful eyes...

What the hell is this called?

"Senior Lu, listen to me, Mr. Ai has a special status, if there is anything between you—"

"Alia asked me to come."

"What a misunderstanding..." Bai Li's voice on the other end of the phone gradually weakened, obviously falling into a dead state of not responding.

Two seconds later, she thought about it and summed up the current situation in two words.

"Housework?"

housework?

The girl in Xuanpao pinched the center of her eyebrows: "Yes, let's make up with it, so let those responsible for security not come in to make trouble."

"But--"

"I'm in a bad mood right now - you know that feeling? I'm so fidgety and want to cum!"

Whoever pushes me again, I will go crazy!

"Uh, yes, it's like this every month when a good friend comes. I have dysmenorrhea." Bai Li quickly sneered and echoed, "Then you can give Lao Bi the phone number, and I'll make it clear to him. There is just one thing, Senior Lu. You must, absolutely, not to be heavy handed, otherwise it will be very difficult to explain!"

Okay, okay, you have small breasts, you have the final say.

"En." Xuan Pao Nu said the phone and threw it back.

housework?

This is called domestic violence!

She looked at the door in her hand, and then at the position of the inner door—it was empty, leaving only the broken door frame.

After Bi Bei listened to Bai Li's words, he only looked at the girl in the black robe subtly with his eyes, feeling a little unbelievable.

This... is actually the other half of my young lady?

It really is a family matter.

It's just that the son-in-law beat his mother-in-law violently, so it doesn't matter?

Smash it, smash it, he felt a little bit emotional, probably that Ah Slag completely broke the heart of his young lady.

From then on, I don't love heroes and women, I would rather pretend to be a husband in red.

A little speechless and slightly bowed, Bi Bei quickly slipped away, and by the way closed the door outside.

The Xuanpao girl and Zhanlan looked at each other again through the broken door frame, and looked away helplessly.

The one who played with her was the mother monster.

It's my own fault for playing with my mother.

So it can be proved that the one who played with her was himself.

She searched the room casually, found a bottle of whiskey in the refrigerator, poured herself a glass, and began to think about what to do next.

How to do?

I accidentally made a bed for my own mother and the person who wanted to be my stepmother.

My father's career is still booming——

In fact, when she came back, she found out that something was wrong.

Because she saw Ai Rulong at the door.

Since the person at the door is my own father, who is inside?

It's like Adu is under the car, so naturally it can't be him in the car, it can only be the tauren and his yellow hair.

The one on the roof might be Uncle Long...

So she even had to break in in such a way, trying to clean up the crime scene again, so as not to have some tragic things happen.

Even though she had already seen two women in the room with her spirit vision, and she knew them both.

But in this day and age, let alone women, even plastic villains can have sex, no one can.

My father has only these two wings, and now they are tied together, how can I stand this...

But unfortunately, Miss Zhanlan's excellent lung capacity and high-pitched soprano made all this fall short.

Sipping whiskey on the rocks, she now looks like one of those American drama protagonists who have trouble with one hand.

Perhaps it was because she was a woman, so after hearing her conversation with Bi Bei, Zhanlan let down her guard a little and was looking for clothes to wear.

To be honest, the worst thing is the outerwear, and her underwear is technically loose.

After all, the mother who is in heat is also a woman, and she can solve this thing with her eyes closed.

Zhanlan is not Japanese, so she can leave the country without clothes—at the beginning, the women in this book didn’t even wear underwear under their coats. This situation still existed at the end of the Taisho era.

In the 30s, there was a fire accident in the Shirakiya shopping mall in Dongdu. A large number of Japanese women had to press their clothes with one hand to avoid losing their clothes when they went down the slide because they were wearing kimonos but did not wear underwear inside. , resulting in an accident in which 13 people fell to their deaths.

Even many Japanese local literatures regard it as the reason why women began to wear Western-style underwear after the Taisho era.

But in fact it is not. It will be ten years later that the Japanese really wear Western-style underwear. The fire did not change the stubborn Japanese. What really changed Japan was the more permeable Western culture and lifestyle than the fire.

Zhan Lan was the only victim who was still awake in the room.

Of course, if you really want to get to the bottom of it, she is also the only victim.

The Xuanpao girl let Ai Rulong out, pressed his hand on the back of his neck, and put him on the sofa to continue sleeping.

Speaking of all these years, her family is relatively normal, what lacks is the warm scene of her father occupying the balcony and occupying the sofa.

Although the mother blamed her for running around, she was able to maintain a pleasant face when facing her daughter.

But my father is real ⑧ OK...

It's like after a certain cat station in EX was revived, Nanbang started to report all kinds of troubles.

Everyone can.

But Nanbang is the only one who is really ⑧ OK.

My father is a little better than Nanbang, and I have enough living expenses, but I guess I haven't figured out how to face my daughter's expression, which is majestic and domineering all the year round.

He is even more cordial when facing his subordinates than when facing his daughter.

The girl in Xuanpao looked at Zhanlan who was patching together the clothes in front of her, and said, "Can't you bring out a new dress?"

"...my clothes are next door."

"Why do you put your clothes next door?" The Xuanpao girl froze for a moment, then realized immediately: "This is my...cough, Ai Rulong's room?"

"……Um."

"..." Xuan Pao Nu sighed: "You go and get some clothes - two, thank you."

She could tell that Zhanlan was still a big girl with yellow flowers.