When she returned to Songzhuyuan in the evening, Fan Jiaojiao eagerly greeted her, and she learned how to say on TV, and said in a tone: "Congratulations to your husband and return home after victory. From then on, you will live in harmony with the sky and enjoy the fairy blessing."
Zhang Yuan also smiled happily, "I don't know what that stuff, I don't know how to say it in ancient Chinese, but your news is really good."
"What's so smart about this? Liu Jing and her parents came back, saying that the research object was ruined, and there was nothing to study. I guessed you got it."
"Oh, clever wife." Zhang Yuan's compliment made Fan Jiaojiao's pretty smile blooming, how beautiful and beautiful it is. Zhang Yuan teased her again: "Then why do you think I am?" Could it be ruined by bad guys without success?"
"How could it be possible that you look smug, it's almost the same as having a smiley powder, when I'm stupid?" Fan Jiaojiao gave another charming white eye, then her face was bitter, and she sighed, "Oh, it's a pity that I didn't What a pity it would be ruined to see that magical person charming."
Zhang Yuan shook his head and groaned: "My master once said to me that this thing is spiritual and will appear when it appears, and it may disappear after completing its mission, so I guess it disappears temporarily, not Destroy, and then reappear when needed, otherwise the previous seventeen generations of sect masters spent so many years still not ruined."
Fan Jiaojiao curled her lips and smiled bitterly, "I don't know when I will show up next time. Let me see the true elegance of this treasure."
Zhang Yuan patted her fragrant shoulders, and comforted: "It's okay, my husband has brought back ten thousand years of skill. I will ask you to add some skill immediately. Maybe you can create a person in your space to charm you."
Fan Jiaojiao's eyes lit up: "That's right!" After she finished speaking, she said cheeky: "Hehe, your current... Isn't that great?"
"That's it?" Zhang Yuan whispered.
"That's it..." Fan Jiaojiao hooked down her big eyes, her expression vivid.
"Is that that?" Zhang Yuan teased her intentionally.
"That's... Haha, go, rogue!"
"Haha." Zhang Yuan laughed, squeezing Fan Jiaojiao's smooth and soft face and said, "Hey, you'll know it tonight."
This side was whispering, the mayor’s wife over there called for a meal.
"Come on, eat first." Fan Jiaojiao dragged Zhang Yuan's hand to the table.
I saw Fan Dasheng lowered his head, holding chopsticks, looking at the rice bowl, and said, "Let’s sleep at home tonight. After all, my parents are back."
What Fan Dasheng didn't say was straightforward, but the meaning was obvious. Old Zhang Yuan blushed. It seems that this old boy knew that he was sleeping together with these two sister flowers every night.
"I got it." Zhang Yuan and Fan Jiaojiao glanced at each other, then made a grimace before sitting down.
Fan Dasheng continued to say, as if he was saying to the dishes in the bowl, "That sort of girl named Lan is only in the second grade, right? Hurry up and send it back to someone at such a young age, you guys..."
Fan Dasheng shook his head vigorously.
Fan Jiaojiao quickly explained, "Dad, you have misunderstood, that's not the same thing..." "I know, but pay attention to the influence, the influence!" Fan Dasheng said in a heavy tone.
Zhang Yuan knew that the old man was educating himself, but thinking about it, if it spreads out, then it’s not clear. The mayor’s son-in-law is too Qin Shou... He also said quickly: "Uncle Fan, you are right. I turned around and sent her back to Yan Jun. It was really an emergency at the time."
Hearing Zhang Yuan's words, Fan Dasheng nodded. He always clicked to the end. Then he changed the subject and said: "This time you cooperated with the police and wiped out foreign underworld organizations in one fell swoop. You won a great victory. You did a good job, a very good job. Very good!"
Every time Fan Dasheng spoke, he would repeat three times when he wanted to express his strong feelings. Zhang Yuan was very clear and felt that the old man was still very satisfied this time.
"Hehe, this is what I should do, I am also one of the guards, this is my duty." Zhang Yuanqian said.
Dasheng nodded in affirmation, but then said: "But this time, the important property of the country, the living ginseng was damaged in the operation, and the loss was huge, very huge, and incalculable.
Fan Dasheng shook his head, and said with his mouth open: "Someone must be held responsible for this matter, and they must be held accountable!"
Zhang Yuan froze for a moment and said, "Who is to be held accountable? In fact, everyone is very dangerous, and they have tried their best. The opponent is so powerful that it is beyond expectation."
"If you have a reward, you have to be punished, no matter how hard you work, no matter how dangerous you are, you have to bear the error. However, I also considered the situation at the time, so I don't want to expand the scope. Qin Xiaorou, who approved the opening of the door, is responsible for misdirection. As a warning, Zhou Wei, the person in charge of the security who opened the door, is the person directly responsible, and the special police system is delisted...".
"No way, no way, no way." Zhang Yuan said quickly.
Qin Xiaoruan and Zhou Wei only opened the door to save him. In the end, he did his own merit to give awards, so that people would be blamed? Especially Zhou Wei, who was immediately removed from his name, Zhang Yuan could not do this, nor could he stand by.
"Uncle Fan, can you be accommodating?" Zhang Yuan asked. "This Zhou Wei, as the person in charge of the Security Department, did not consider the situation thoroughly beforehand. Afterwards, he was the directly responsible person who opened the door regardless of principle. What if he didn't deal with it?" Fan Dasheng used his official language and saw that Zhang Yuan was about to speak again. He quickly stopped with gestures. Then he said: "I know what you are going to say, even if it is a scapegoat, he has to recite it. Things in the world are like this. Who does he recite? The live ginseng incident was reported to the top a few days ago. I'm still ready to come, now it's fine, no more, let alone Zhou Wei, I have to shave a layer of skin."
Zhang Yuan sighed. He thought about it and said, "Why don't you let me be punished with him."
Fan Dasheng was funny, "Punish you? How to punish you? Expulsion from school? Really."
"That's true." Zhang Yuan scratched his head.
Fan Dasheng smiled again, tapping the bowl with his chopsticks and said: "Actually, what's so good about the SWAT team. Such high-quality soldiers should be more popular outside, isn't it?"
Zhang Yuan immediately understood what he meant, and his heart was moved. It just so happened that the elite group discussed today lacked instruction. If Zhou Wei can join, let him teach machine guns or security guards are very good candidates.
Asked again: "Then he is expelled, do we have any obstacles in accepting him?"
"No one can control things after leaving the organization."
This night was extremely beautiful for Zhang Yuan, and also extremely happy, because they were relatively active, so naturally they got into the strange array that Fan Jiaojiao arranged in her boudoir.
After Fan Jiaojiao's arrangement, the independent space, such as a mirror, looks very warm. The large pink sprinkles are sprinkled with rose petals, and one side of the bed is covered with all kinds of clothes.
It looks like a lot of things inside, but in fact, except for the bed and two chairs, everything else was brought in from outside, not made by Fan Jiaojiao.
After taking a shower, Fan Jiaojiao entered Zhang Yuan’s arms with a strong fragrance of women. Zhang Yuan breathed the scent of her pink neck vigorously and greedily, and put the hot lips on her chin and earlobes. She grinds up, and her hands can’t wait to get into her loose pajamas...
"Oh, don't be so anxious~" Fan Jiaojiao said with a blush on her face, "I'll change to a little white-collar dress, or a cheongsam, if you like it, then you will be more energetic."
Fan Jiaojiao then changed into a very tight and short black cheongsam. It was very attractive, with beautiful eyes flowing with spring water, a few strands of green silk on the straight pink neck, and the round arms and thighs exposed outside the black cheongsam. White, so beautiful, so tender, the swollen chest tightly wrapped in a cheongsam arrogantly rises, and the round and plump beautiful fragrant buttocks pull out a graceful s-shaped curve. Fan Jiaojiao, who was getting closer and closer to perfection, walked to the bed and kicked off her slippers, put her snow-white exquisite feet into a pair of crystal high heels embedded with shiny rhinestones, and then stared at Zhang Yuan with coquettish eyes. The beautifully curved calf came over... Whether it was her eyes or her figure, Fan Jiaojiao's work was fascinating. Zhang Yuan's index finger moved a lot, and she couldn't wait to greet her, lips, hands, feet, and other movable ones. All the places have moved.
In this isolated space, a man's beast-like cry immediately sounded, "My wife, you are so beautiful." And the woman's coquettish coquettish, "Oh, you, are you rubbing on my leg? You... You are like this. How to pass the gong."
"Your legs are so white, hehe, let me be up there first..."
"No, don't waste..."
It’s good to be in this Qimen gossip array. Not to mention that you can isolate the sound. Even the time is very abundant. The inside is only one hour a day. It is suitable for the endless long-term battle between the two people. After the battle is tired, rest, and then rest after the rest. War, anyway, will not be hungry. The only regret is that there is no specific timekeeping method here, and the clock and mobile phone will jump around when it is brought in. As for the sun, the moon and the stars, Fan Jiaojiao can't make these things.
I don’t know how many times I did it. In the end, Zhang Yuan fell asleep. He slept well. He hasn’t slept for 2 days and 2 nights. He was injured during this period. He also experienced big ups and downs, life and death. This time he Really sleepy...
When he woke up, he suddenly discovered that he had come to another world, he had passed through.
Of course, that is impossible. The actual situation is that he thought he had crossed, and the situation before him was completely different from before he went to bed, everything changed.
Mountain springs, running water, small grasses, saplings, unknown flowers and plants, and even gusts of breeze, and the big bed where Zhang Yuan slept became a piece of blue bullstone at this moment.
"Hey!" A bright red round apple-like fruit was thrown from a distance, followed by a joyful laughter, "Haha, I can finally eat the big apple that grows from the tip of the needle again!"
Zhang Yuan understood that this girl had gained a lot of skill and couldn't fall asleep with excitement, so she used it directly. It seemed that this skill was really powerful, and she fell asleep for a while, and there was an earth-shaking change.
Zhang Yuan opened his bewildered eyes, picked up the "suspected apple" that hit his body, looked back and forth, and smiled: "You are too fake, right? Someone’s apple has an umbilicus, it’s oblate. Shape, you, what is this, the more I look at it, the more it looks like a small football."
"That's why it's different. Is it rare to be the same as an apple?" Fan Jiaojiao lay in the clear stream, playing with the water with her white feet, and then patted a white object next to her. Asked: "Come on, don't the charming portraits that our family made by ourselves."
Zhang Yuan ran over quickly, and went back and forth a few times, just stunned and silent, Fan Jiaojiao said coquettishly: "How is it, does it look like~"
"Uh... Didn't I make it clear? Renmei is a woman, so why are you still carrying something."