"Let's go, Master Su, let's go for a walk."

Ling Xiao followed Shen Pei and made a gesture of invitation to Su Yun'an.

"Brother, I'll go with you."

Su Yun'an glanced at Lu Xici and chuckled.

Lu Xici: "Well, if I bully you, tell me."

"Okay," Su Yun'an smiled with a nice smile on his face.

Shen Pei turned around and glanced at Lu Xici with a complicated look.

No words.

…

"Damn it, damn it, the director didn't tell me," Mo Chen, who was wearing a sparkling outfit, squatted on the ground and drew circles: "Why is this Lu Xici so ferocious?"

"Damn it, damn it!"

The director seemed to have strongly encouraged Lu Xici to star in this movie because of the fans of the original novel.

Otherwise, give a bad review directly!

Mo Chen was the second actor sent by the director to invite Lu Xi to resign.

The first actor was Su Mochen, who only told Mo Chen two sentences: "You are very handsome! You can stand out in the crowd at a glance!"

"Second, don't be fooled! Especially by those who are good-looking."

"Su Mochen!" Mo Chen raised his head from his crouching position, his voice mixed with a bit of collapse: "You didn't tell me that you were so cruel!"

After Lu Xi left, Mo Chen picked up the brick debris on the ground and looked at it.

It's the real brick!

You can't threaten them, let alone beat them.

…

"Come out."

Lu Xici glanced at the little tail behind him calmly.

"I'm sorry, I can only come to you in this way," Mu Weiguo said in awe, "because you don't want to reveal your identity."

Lu Xici raised his eyelids slightly.

When he saw it was Mu Weiguo, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "So it's you."

"Please sit down."

Lu Xici found a bench under the shade of a tree, patted the dust off its surface, and asked Mu Weiguo to sit down.

"No, no, I'd better not sit down."

Mu Weiguo's eyes were filled with ecstasy and he clasped his hands tightly together.

"Sit down."

Lu Xi spoke with a commanding tone and looked up at him.

"Okay," he said, his body tensed, his eyes piercing as he stared at Lu Xici: "Are you on this mission?"

After Mu Weiguo asked these questions, he regretted it, feeling that it was a bit presumptuous.

Because you can't just ask about the commander's mission at will,

She stared at Lu Xici nervously and pursed her lips: "I'm sorry, it may not be appropriate to ask these questions."

Mu Weiguo had never acted like this in front of other people, but in front of this little girl,

I was so overwhelmed with awe,

Even in the international military, those people have to give her face!

Lu Xici smiled faintly: "Why are you so nervous?"

"No, it's not a mission," she shook her head, "I'm from Kyoto University, that's all."

"So that's how it is. Are you two okay?"

Mu Weiguo sat next to Lu Xici like a junior, his tone filled with anticipation.

"Very good."

Lu Xici looked up at the sky, a sad smile on his face, and said these words in a disapproving manner.

These people live in hail of bullets, assassinations, and assassinations every day.

I dare not close my eyes when I sleep. I live in terror. I hover on the edge of death every day.

She was tired, both mentally and physically.

But she must get hold of these things.

Lu Xici raised a cold smile, stretched out his hand and looked at it for a few times.

Only when you have full control over power can you be qualified to negotiate.

The dark days will eventually pass away, and the sunny days are already here, aren't they?

"If you need anything, just tell me and I will do my best to help you."

Mu Weiguo noticed the change in Lu Xici's expression.

I thought she had to dress as a man for some reason, and her voice was deep.

Lu Xici nodded: "Well, if I need you, I will find you."

Then he added: "Of course, as long as it does not violate Chinese laws."

"Please sit here. I'm going to take a call."

Mu Weiguo's cell phone rang in his pocket, and he spoke to Lu Xici.

Lu Xici nodded.

Sit there and rest.

"I need to leave for a while, please take a rest."

Mu Weiguo lowered his head and was about to leave when a voice sounded from behind him.

"Here's my cell phone number. Please contact me if you have any questions."

"Yes! Thank you for that shot."

Mu Weiguo pursed his lips and expressed his gratitude sincerely.

"You're welcome, you're a hero."

Lu Xici stood up, his voice was cold, but it directly hit Mu Weiguo's pounding heart.

뀞It's warm inside놅,

These words were not spoken by someone else, but by the youngest and most powerful female leader in China!

She has set an impossible precedent for China!

…

“Ahhhhhh!”

Lu Zhiyao was lying on the hospital bed. When she picked up the mirror and saw her face, she screamed loudly.

That day, after she left Zuimenglong Pavilion with Ruan Meng,

I felt a sudden blackness in front of my eyes, and then something was injected into me.

He fainted directly.

When I woke up again, I was lying on a hospital bed.

"Damn it, damn it!!"

Lu Zhiyao threw the vase next to the bed to the ground, her eyes full of cruelty: "Damn it!"

"It must be that bastard Lu Xici!"

"Ms. Lu, it's time to... change the medicine..."

A female nurse in a white nurse uniform saw the broken vase on the ground.

The voice was trembling a little.

"Sister~ Can my face recover?"

Lu Zhiyao instantly regained her pitiful look, with crystal tears in her eyes.

"Okay," the nurse breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm going to change the medicine and put it in the bedside cabinet: "Take good care of yourself during this period, and you will recover."

"Okay, thank you, sister~"

The tips of Lu Zhiyao's fingers turned slightly white, and the hatred in her eyes remained unchanged.

Lin Shengguo's wife Su Qingling was wearing a set of designer clothes and a valuable blue gem on her wrist.

Twisting her hips, her eyes flashed with a hint of disdain,

"Hey, Zhiyao, what's going on?"

Su Qingling pretended to be concerned and sat next to Lu Zhiyao.

Touching Lu Zhiyao's smooth hands, he looked like he was crying.

Lu Zhiyao felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, but she still kept a smile on her face: "Aunt Su, I'm fine."

"Zhiyao, can your face be healed?" Su Qingling rolled his eyes.

If this damn girl can't look good, then she can just kill her.

Even if she was really killed, that old bastard Lin Shengguo wouldn't say anything.

After all, her only value is her face.

A sneer flashed across Lu Zhirou's eyes.

[This is an old thing. I thought I had no use for it.]

"Your face is fine. You just need to rest for a while."