"Chief, the mission failed. I'm sorry!" In the high-rise building of a luxury hotel in Binhai City, the beauty scorpion whispered to the special communication equipment.

"Failed? Failed? Our hellflower beauty scorpion also has the time of failure? It seems that Chu fan is really an opponent worthy of looking forward to! " The man's words came slowly.

"Leader, I know that failure means death. I am willing to accept the punishment of the organization. However, please promise me a request and tell me who the man is. After I kill the man, I will go back to the base immediately and accept the punishment!" The beauty scorpion asks again.

"Do you really want to know?" The man asked the beauty scorpion playfully.

"Yes, I dream of killing him!" The words of the beauty scorpion are very cold, and the shell teeth are biting tightly, creaking and creaking.

"Ha ha, well, I'll tell you, that man is your adoptive father, the agent of the death shot! You go and get him. He doesn't need to be there since he's gone. " The man said.

"Adoptive father? Is that true? " The beauty scorpion does not believe that the man who once sat down to himself and behaved like an animal is his adoptive father! The person who has been taking care of himself in the organization is the one who wants to kill himself?

"What am I doing to deceive you? You can ask him, right? When you get back to Binhai city immediately after revenge, I think jianzun has already come to Binhai City, and then you will cooperate with him to kill Chu fan! " The man hung up the communication equipment after he finished.

Beauty scorpion in the eyes of the confused up, it was him! How could it be him? After being confused for a while, the beauty scorpion's eyes are occupied by hatred again. No matter who it is, they have to pay a price...

in the morning, Chu fan is busy making breakfast. Murong Qingwu, as usual, stands at the railing on the second floor and looks at Chu fan's busy appearance. Murong Qingwu doesn't ask a word about the kidnapping yesterday. Since Chu fan doesn't want to say it, neither does he It is necessary to ask this question, and the result is that he and bao'er and Chu fan are OK, and the others are not important.

"It's dinner!" Chu fan asks Murong to dance downstairs for dinner.

After tasting Murong Qingwu's cooking skills yesterday, Chu fan has made up his mind and will never let Murong Qingwu cook. It will kill people!

Murong gently danced, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, swaying his delicate body, he went downstairs, sat down at the dining table, and began to eat with a small mouthful.

Every day is such a picture, very warm and natural, Murong light dance has been used to this.

"Chu fan, the school is going to hold a 100th anniversary party this week. Do you want me to attend it?" Murong gently dances at Chu fan and asks.

Chu fan gulps his porridge and listens to Murong dance. Do you want to join me and ask me why? You can go if you want?

"If you want to participate, do it." Chu fan took a mouthful of porridge.

"But I didn't think about what to show? Do you have any good suggestions? " Murong Qingwu looks at Chu fan with a smile and a sly smile in his eyes.

Yesterday, when the school announced to hold a party, the president Ding Wannian talked to Murong Qingwu, hoping that Murong Qingwu would perform a program. Murong Qingwu is the school flower and talented woman of Binhai Medical University. Many leaders should be invited to the party. If the program is too poor, it will be a shame. The school attaches great importance to the party this time.

Murong light dance originally wanted to refuse, but Ding Wannian's words let Murong light dance agree to this request.

"In the last basketball match, the Chinese medicine major and you jointly suppressed the clinical specialty. This time, they called for revenge. If you lose, Chu fan and his Chinese medicine major will be affected." Ding Wannian smiles at Murong dance.

The old man can see that the relationship between Murong Qingwu and Chu fan is absolutely not simple. Although Murong Haotian said that Chu fan was a bodyguard and doctor for Murong Qingwu, in Ding Wannian's opinion, the relationship between the two is not so simple as the relationship between doctors and patients or between bodyguards and employers.

Sure enough, Ding Wannian was right. When he heard that Chu fan was implicated in traditional Chinese medicine, Murong's eyebrows were slightly stunned and immediately covered with frost. How dare clinical professionals dare to clamor?

Hum! How dare you cut me? Do you think I'm a bully? Murong light dance point, agreed to come down.

The last time the fox professional fully supported the traditional Chinese medicine major, the clinical professionals hated fox professionals very much. Don't you have the school flower of Murong light dance? It's just a vase. Although we can't have anyone more beautiful than her, our talent can definitely win her, and winning her means hitting your face! You dare to meddle.

"I don't know what you can do. How can I give you advice? You can do it yourself. " Chu fan tore up a piece of fried dough sticks and ate it after a few mouthfuls. The taste is really good.

"I want to do a classical dance, but I still have some problems to solve." Murong Qingwu has a worried expression on her face.

Looking at the beauty school flowers so upset, Chu fan thought also did not want to say: "what trouble? I'll help you. ""Really? That would be great! " Murong light dance face suddenly smile, very brilliant incomparable.

Yeah? I'm in a trap! Even if Chu fan is stupid, he knows that he has been schemed by a beautiful girl. After thinking about it, being able to be counted by a beautiful woman is also a blessing. Some people can't even calculate it if they want a beautiful girl!

"Come on, what's the matter?"

"Can you play the flute? I want you to play for me Murong light dance looked at Chu fan seriously said.

Blow the flute? what the hell! Isn't this a woman's skill? Isn't it said that every woman is a master of flute on the Internet? I'm not.

"Well, I really can't Chu fan laughed and said apologetically.

Looking at the beautiful school flower marketing mouth, thinking about happy things, if such a small mouth is used to blow the flute, it is simply too tempting.

"It's OK. No, I can teach you. I can play flute. I'm very good at it." Murong gently dances and smiles at Chu fan Dao.

Chu fan listen to Murong light dance words, the spirit of a very excited incomparable up, very powerful? I'll go. Has this beautiful girl ever practiced this technique? It can't be true? Can this technique be practiced without a man? Is it banana? popsicle? Or? Chu fan looks at Murong dancing Cherry Lip fantasy.

In Chu fan's eyes, Murong Qingwu's face "Teng" ruddy. As a modern girl, how could she not have heard of that kind of technology? Her beautiful face immediately blushed, put down her chopsticks and ran out to the door.

"Hooligans! Lecher Murong Qingwu scolds Chu fan in the heart.

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