Chapter 132: The Strongest Defense Zhou Fengxian
"Tchaikov...are you interested in that translator?" As the door was closed, Andrei put his arms on his chest, leaned against the wall, and then spoke.
Tchaikovsky unbuttoned his suit, opened the closet door, took out a hanger, hung the clothes on it and said, "Don't you think he's cute?"
Andre frowned. "You should know that the relationship between their country and our country is very tense. Even if you really like him, I heard that Chinese mothers pay much attention to blood inheritance. Do you think they will agree? You don't like to force others."
"So I'm going to try to make the other person feel attracted to me during this period of time!" Chaikov reached out and patted the other person's shoulder, then sat down on the sofa next to him and leaned back.
Andre glanced at the other party, sat down next to him and said, "But what if the other party doesn't want to?"
"Then we can only..." Tchaikovsky showed a hint of ambiguity on his face.
"What do you want to do?" Andre asked with his eyes wide open. "I tell you, don't underestimate anyone, especially this nation.
"Don't worry, I won't do anything that will harm our diplomatic relations, even though our current relationship is as thin as ice." Tchaikovsky said with a smile.
"I think you should be a little cautious at first. I feel like he is a martial artist, and his fighting skills are not low." Andre is a soldier with very keen senses. He thinks that although Jiang He looks gentle and refined, people in this country will always try to gain great benefits with small investments. It is possible that an inconspicuous person on the street will become a lifelong shadow for you.
"That's why I like him more." Tchaikovsky
He stood up, patted the other person on the shoulder, then turned and left.
"Hey, hey, hey, where do you want to go?" Andre stood up and said.
"Let's find a comfortable corner to have some afternoon tea. I won't waste this beautiful sunlight." Tchaikovsky waved his hand and left.
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In room 409 opposite, Jiang He just walked into the room and turned his neck. Then he said to Zhou Fengxian, "Brother Zhou, please sit down. I'll pour you a cup of tea. By the way, how is Niuniu doing recently?"
Zhou Fengxian, who had a frown on his face, complained immediately when he heard Jiang He mention his precious daughter, "You said that ever since you got that girl, she has been asking about Brother He every day. Did her parents hide him? It made me so worried that I had no choice but to give her the doll you bought for her, and she would go to sleep."
Jiang He didn't expect the little girl to be so stubborn. "I'll come over after I finish my work here. You can talk to Niuniu."
Hearing Jiang He mention the work, Zhou Fengxian's face turned serious. Later, regardless of the fact that there were only two people in the room, he lowered his voice and said, "Do you think there's something wrong with the way Tchaikovsky looks at you? And the shepherd he mentioned the other day, I remember hearing someone say that before, but I have a feeling that it's not the case.
I'll sleep here with you tonight, and I'll keep an eye on you. You have two beds here, so it won't be a problem if you lend me one. ”
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