After Becoming a Little |

Ai Rulong grabbed the water glass next to him and took a sip of the clear mineral water, feeling pain in his throat as the bitter water entered his throat.

The old driver Bi Bei stood behind him, blinked, and leaned over to remind Ai Rulong: "Chairman, although the boundary of the book is very peaceful during this time, that senior Lu also said that we can move around casually. But is that good?"

Ai Rulong's eyes flickered, and he fell into thinking.

Bi Bei was a little worried: "Should we send someone to follow Assistant Zhan? Safety first."

In fact, he was completely overwhelmed. After getting rid of Mr. Bob's niece, Alia dared to assert that no one would jump out of the book to make trouble, even if the security team of the men in black on Wall Street , that's why she messed up the situation first.

It is no exaggeration to say that at least at this moment, the Xuanpao Tyrant is the emperor of Japan's dark world.

Baigang International is in the open, Sea Otter Logistics is in the dark, and there is a Gaotianyuan behind. This kind of defense like an iron bucket will be sent to Aliya's mobile phone immediately if there is any trouble, and then wait for the mysterious The Pao Tyrant sent someone to crush the jumping clown to death—or he was crushed to death long before she knew the news, and what was sent would only be a situation report that was crushed to death in eighteen postures.

The villains still want to live well, who wants to do things under this guy's nose?

So Ai Rulong just waved his hand: "No, take it easy."

Bi Bei wanted to say something more, after all, being cautious is the most important thing, and being careful sails like a boat for thousands of years.

But Ai Rulong just took out his mobile phone: "I only need to ask one person to know if Zhanlan is safe."

"...Ask who?" Bi Bei didn't know why, so he wanted to ask the tyrant?

I said my chairman, even if you may become the father-in-law of that black-robed tyrant in the future, you can't treat him like a dog.

"Ah--"

Ai Rulong didn't answer him, but smiled with a slightly bitter expression, and dialed a person's phone.

If she really wants to date her assistant, then who in Japan is safer than Zhanlan?

"……Hey?"

"What's the matter?" Lu Wuxia's cold voice came from the other end of the phone, and there were occasional horn sounds. It could be heard that the other party was driving.

"Where are you now?" Ai Rulong thought about it, but asked directly.

"Go to the amusement park." Lu Wuxia's voice didn't fluctuate much, as if he was talking about a trip to the supermarket today, and he couldn't hear the panic of being caught X in the amusement park.

"...Who are you going with?" Ai Rulong covered his heart, feeling a pain in his heart.

On the other end of the phone, Lu Wuxia's expression was actually not very good-looking.

"A person you know." She said this, and after thinking about it, she added: "Female."

She simply didn't want to say the name of a black-robed tyrant. After all, the name of the other party sounded like a letter to her master Lu Yanling. If she was not careful, she would have the subtle feeling of calling her own mother's full name. , Diaphragm should be very.

In order to avoid her ex-husband thinking too much, she also specifically mentioned the other party's gender, which is very considerate.

But her kindness made Ai Rulong very sad.

She turned the steering wheel and turned into the side road, saw the Disney theme park at the end of the road, raised her hand and pressed the Bluetooth headset: "Is there anything else?"

Ai Rulong spoke hesitantly, and finally just let out a sigh, which sounded extremely vicissitudes: "It's okay, you guys...you have fun."

"...Okay." Lu Wuxia was a little moved. After all, in her opinion, Ai Rulong was also concerned about the relationship between herself and Lu Yanqing, so she said such words.

But then again, this uncle in name doesn't have other things to do, why invite him to the amusement park?

Yesterday, I was thinking of arranging a chance for Xiaoya and Zhanlan, but I didn't expect that Feng Shui would take turns, and today I wanted to come and humbly accompany me.

A certain Mingyue Tianya, who produces more than a dozen big news every minute, is just like the unknown ordinary reporter Clark, who has always loved his work. There is no amusement park project that only little girls like to play in blue star time...

She glanced at her watch impatiently, took out her mobile phone and called the tyrant in black robe.

But the voice prompt said that the call he dialed was being transferred—Lu Wuxia frowned, suddenly feeling that things were not simple.

After a while, the transferred call was connected by another voice.

Zhan Lan's voice was a little apprehensive: "Husband, madam?"

"...It's me, why is my call to...Senior Lu transferred to you?"

"I do not know!"

"where are you now?"

"I'm at ticketing channel No. [-] of Disneyland. Today...well, today Xiaoya said she wanted to ask me out to play. I heard what she meant. It seems that Senior Lu persuaded her to do this behind her back..." Zhan Lan His tone was a little guilty.

It's not just a guilty conscience, she is feeling guilty now.

She didn't realize it before, but now that Lu Wuxia made a phone call, she recovered from the surprise and remembered that she was still a 29-year-old and 11-month-old girl, and she didn't have any daughters—the daughters belonged to others. Nothing at all.

What I'm doing now is like stealing other people's children to play with, and it's still that kind of bad nature.

She even overcompensated for a moment, and she was already mentally prepared for Lu Wuxia to be furious, and then lock herself in a small black room.

It's the kind... the kind that's hard to say...

Thinking of this, she clamped her legs under the skirt, only to feel her throat suddenly a little dry.

But Lu Wuxia was not as furious as Jing Luo was, and she shed tears every now and then, she just asked Zhanlan in a deep voice, "Is Xiaoya here?"

"Not yet, I'm waiting." When Zhan Lan said this, she also felt that something was wrong, why Aliya didn't come: "I'm going to call her if she doesn't come after another half hour..."

She didn't think that Ai Xiaobaihua's temper would let her go, she just thought that there was a traffic jam or something else that delayed her on the road.

And she had to be reserved, and she couldn't show a very eager look, so she just waited here and waited.

She arrived half an hour earlier than the appointed time, and she had already waited more than ten minutes after the appointed time.

A moment later, she saw Lu Wuxia who appeared in her sight.

Wearing a red dress and white hair, she has attracted the attention of countless people, like a dancing flame on ice.

Lu Wuxia originally thought about dyeing her hair, but thinking that as Lu Wuxia, she had exposed her gray hair a long time ago, on the contrary, only Gao Tianyuan knew about Mingyue Tianya's white hair, and now Gao Tianyuan would not say anything about it.

The Demon Girl with Thousand Faces naturally has all kinds of hair colors, so she simply used her original appearance with white hair to show others, and to give others psychological hints.

It's just that the obsession of this book is not much different from that of Chongguo next door. It has no resistance to white hair, and everyone is white hair control.

Everyone's eyes turned and turned, and turned and turned, a group of men almost broke their necks.

Lu Wuxia looked at Zhanlan with a slightly timid expression, and felt helpless after thinking about it for a while: "It's not your fault, it's the arrangement of Senior Lu."

She finally understood that the other party was determined to play with her.

That's what she said when she was staying on the 22nd floor of the hotel, and she was thinking about doing something.

Shamelessly saying that Ai Rulong should have them all—even if he wants to have them all, he can stand the two together?

Erbajia's body is like a crisp, and she cuts a fool with a sword at her waist; she doesn't see the head off in the open, but secretly makes the king's bone marrow dry.

Zhan Lan's body is just like that, but with her current physique, how many Ai Rulongs are enough for her to squeeze once she is emotional?

It will take three to five months to empty out Ai Rulong's body. If he really stays with him day and night, let alone three to five years, he will have to be crippled in a year and a half. Empty.

It's just that these are just trivial matters, after all, if Ai Rulong wants it, it depends on whether she will give it or not.

The really important thing is that I am really not suitable to accompany Ai Rulong, and I don't have the leeway to continue to be a good housekeeper at home.

Looking at Zhanlan, Lu Wuxia couldn't help but think of a common saying, the so-called marrying a wife and marrying a virtuous man, accepting a concubine and accepting sex, in a sense, Zhanlan really has both of them, and is completely worthy of Ai Rulong's current foundation, and gets along well Years of personality also fit...

When she thought of this, her eyes still involuntarily darkened, and she felt a sudden soreness in her heart.

But before she continued to feel sour, or said to leave, the phone rang again.

A video communication request came from the mobile phone, Lu Wuxia frowned, always feeling that something bad was waiting for her.

But she still clicked on the communication, and when the next screen appeared, her eyes widened, and her pupils suddenly shrank like needles——

In that picture, a girl was tied to a copy bench, with tape wrapped around her shoulders and waist several times, and she was literally tied to the back of the chair, unable to break free.

And this girl is Ai Xiaobaihua wearing a princess dress...

When Lu Wuxia subconsciously exerted force on her palm, mottled water ripples appeared on both sides of the phone's screen, which was about to be destroyed.

She took a deep breath with great difficulty, relaxed the strength of the injury, and lowered her voice to call: "Xiaoya?"

"Hmm! Mmmmm——" Ai Xiaobaihua struggled, tears came down, and her big talking eyes were full of grievances.

No fear or horror, just grievances.

"Dear Ms. Lu, I think we can start a little game between us."

Someone on the communication side said so, poking a head out of the phone.

It was a woman whose whole body was covered by a burqa, and at first glance she looked quite like the assassin of Assassin's Paradise Lost.

But Lu Wuxia knew that the other party was not, because although the other party's voice had a strange tone, the mandarin that was completely neutral between the words was very clear.

The woman thought for a while, and a sly gleam appeared in her apricot eyes: "You can call me by my code name, I'm called... It's really uncomfortable, I suddenly found that I don't know what to call... Ms. Lu, do you think I What should it be called?"

"I don't care what your name is, but the background of the place where you are now, it can be seen that it is Dongdu Hotel...Are you not afraid of death?"

"Afraid of death? Why?" The almond-eyed woman was quite curious.

Lu Wuxia snorted coldly: "That one is in the Dongdu Hotel. If you dare to touch half of Alia's hair, she will make your life worse than death!"

"Oh? Is that so?" The almond-eyed woman blinked, turned her head to look at Ai Xiaobaihua who was still aggrieved, and pulled out a hair from her head.

Ai Xiaobaihua must have been frightened, and looked helplessly at the almond-eyed woman with deer-like eyes.

But the latter's apricot eyes were all narrowed with a smile, as if he was talking.

【You have today too? 】

She glanced at Ai Xiaobaihua with her watery apricot eyes, and she almost laughed out loud.

After she covered the camera with her back, Ai Xiaobaihua's phoenix eyes suddenly became sharp, and she warned her seriously.

[If you do something again, I'll spank your ass later! 】

"Oh, oh, I moved half of her hair, but I'm still fine~" The almond-eyed woman coughed twice, then turned around quickly and continued to speak according to the script.

As she spoke, she moved closer to the camera, with a teasing tone: "Who do you think made me stand here?"

"..."

Who else?Without the tyrant's permission, could his daughter be tied to a chair and played with?

It was agreed that whoever dares to touch Alia will die? !

If she, Lu Yanqing, can still be recognized by him in the future, he will follow her surname!

Lu Wuxia was so angry that his lungs exploded, but he still had to suppress his anger: "What do you want to do?"

"Before that tyrant left, he asked me to just look at your precious daughter and not touch her."