The ace patron saint of female presidents

When Pan An escorted Zhao Xixi back to Zhao's Manor, the old fox was practicing sword in front of the mansion.

He looked at it quietly for a while, and found that the old fox really had something on hand, it wasn't just messing around, and it wasn't the gymnastics of those old men and women in the square.

That is because of getting older, some heroes are short of breath, and have lost the kind of free and easy energy they should have when dancing with the wind.

However, the surrounding lights made up for some of the shortcomings in this aspect, and there was also an aura of lightning flashing randomly, which was very mysterious.

At this moment, Zhao Xixi, whose eyes were full of mist, suddenly explained to Pan An: "Grandpa rarely dances swords anymore. I remember the last time, it was when Mom and Dad had an accident."

Pan An couldn't listen to this kind of story the most. If he drank too much chicken soup, he would become stupid.

It's a pity that it's too late. After hearing this, in Pan An's eyes, the old fox has become quite different from before.

For example, the shortness of breath of the hero is most likely because he is worried about Zhao Xixi and needs to use the sword to distract his attention, which makes him lose his strength for a long time.

This kind of inexplicable feeling of being able to carve other people's things for the better is really too bad. It is obviously an old fox in front of me.

Pan An really couldn't say anything to praise the old fox. For a while, he was so embarrassed that he died.

Fortunately, not long after, when he saw Zhao Xixi's old fox, he paid off his merits.

He took the hot towel from Zhao Ergu, wiped away the inconspicuous sweat on his forehead, and put on a friendly smile to greet Zhao Xixi, Pan An and others.

"Grandpa, are you tired?" After Zhao Xixi passed by, she showed a rare appearance of a little girl, and directly reached out to hug the old fox's arm.

"It's still necessary to move this old bone once in a while!"

The old fox nodded slightly at Pan An, ignored Zhao Gang, and then turned back to stare at Zhao Xixi with concern in his eyes: "Is our family's Grand Duke not frightened by the battles put out by the gangsters today?"

"A little bit, but Mr. Pan and Uncle Zhao Gang are both here, and I haven't seen what the gangster looks like." Zhao Xixi didn't want to make Grandpa worry, so she said it lightly on purpose. In order to prove that she wasn't joking, she even sneered smile.

It's just this little acting skill, how could it be possible to hide it from everyone present?That is to sympathize with her filial piety, no one wants to point it out!
"That's good, that's good!" The old fox patted Zhao Xixi's arm with a look of relief.

After the conversation between the grandpa and grandson was over, the old fox cast his gaze over, and Pan An lifted up the sedan chair with one hand: "The old man is always strong and strong, and he is good at dancing with swordsmanship. Thinking about it, the scenery should not be lost too much!"

The old fox squinted his eyes, and seemed very satisfied with this flattery: "Hehe, I am old, how can it compare to the climate of that year? Come on, follow me in, I think you are hungry too, the kitchen is ready dinner."

Afterwards, Mr. Zhao didn't give anyone another chance to speak, and returned to the main house together with Zhao Xixi.

Seeing this, Pan An didn't bother to worry that it didn't match his plan, so he followed directly.

On the contrary, Zhao Gang, who was behind him, was glared at by Zhao Ergu, as if he might punch him at any moment.

Zhao Gang shrank his neck, and wanted to wipe his feet with oil, but he quickly remembered that the old man was calling everyone to enter the door, thinking that he had something to ask in person, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and followed Zhao Ergu into the door.

The dining table was already filled with sumptuous dishes. After the group came in, they sat down after Mr. Zhao warmly greeted them.

"Let's not mention anything now, let's eat first!" While speaking, Mr. Zhao poured himself a full glass of wine: "Come on, everyone has worked hard today, the old man toasts everyone!"

This behavior immediately made Zhao Gang, who was only sitting on half of the chair, feel a little uneasy.

In sharp contrast to him was Zhao Qianqian, the silly roe deer, who also thought it was interesting for Mr. Zhao to toast, so she smiled and held up the juice for fun.

Seeing this appearance, Pan An was afraid that there would be no way to talk about serious business at the dinner table, so he simply let go of his small thoughts, and after finishing the Moutai in the cup, he concentrated on eating with his chopsticks.

While chopping his chopsticks like flying, he muttered in his heart: "Old fox, don't you just lead me to the rhythm? We will too, and we will come soon!"

So, 'accidentally', he became an oddball on the table, forcibly turning this rich dinner with gratitude into a real work meal, causing him to stay at home all the time, knowing nothing Zhao Qianqian pouted for a while.

In less than seven or eight minutes, Pan An put down his chopsticks after eating and drinking.Then, just staring at the big guy who seemed to have just moved his chopsticks for a while.

At this moment, Zhao Gang is squirming, eating slowly like a girl.

If Pan An hadn't eaten in the cafeteria with this guy, and knew that this guy was also virtuous when he ate, he would have wondered how he got his size.

When Zhao Xixi saw him put down his chopsticks, he immediately put down his chopsticks too: "Pan An, are you full? Or I'll go get you another bowl of rice!"

While talking, Zhao Xixi stretched out his hand to take the empty bowl in front of Pan An to serve him rice.

This scene really depressed the silly roe deer. Is it necessary to take care of that guy like this, let alone is this guy someone who needs to be taken care of?

Based on what she knew about Pan An, how could this guy be polite if he wasn't full?This is a strange existence that can be regarded as its own territory no matter where it is!

When she was wondering whether to reveal Pan An's 'secret', she saw Pan An blocking Zhao Xixi's outstretched hand, and said funnyly: "Thank you! But I'm not polite, if I'm already full How could you put down your chopsticks? You can eat and leave me alone!"

Mr. Zhao had to put down his chopsticks because of Pan An's failure to play cards according to the routine. He got up and told Zhao Xixi and the others, "You guys continue to eat, and I will accompany Xiao Pan to the living room for a chat and a cup of tea. "

Seeing that everyone couldn't eat well, Pan An pretended to be embarrassed: "Master, are you full? Don't worry about me, you eat yours!"

Mr. Zhao waved his hand: "Man, once you get old, your appetite will not go anywhere, and you won't be able to move a few chopsticks. Let's go!"

Seeing this, Pan An didn't say anything more, and followed the old fox to the courtyard where the living room was located.

"Xiao Pan, I really want to thank you today. I have heard about what happened in the ancient city. If it weren't for you, there would be a big mess. Zhao Gang and the others are full of enthusiasm, and they are still too rough in doing things. Compared with you taking one step and seeing three steps, it is far behind. You may not believe it when you tell it. After hearing the news, the old man is glad to invite you back for the first time, and he is glad to have given you enough authority, otherwise..."

No matter what Pan An heard, he felt that something was wrong, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he said in a hurry: "It's the duty, the old man doesn't have to do that at all."