After Becoming a Little |

Although it is impolite to say so, but now she does have some doubts whether her father has become X-cold because of the heavy blow of divorce.

You are a tycoon in the business world, you have plenty of money, you don't smoke, you don't drink, you don't drink, do pornography, do drugs, what do you make money for?

Could it be to save the world?

Zhan Lan went to fetch some new clothes, and during this process, her mother wanted to wake up, but was directly pressed down by the Xuan Pao Nu and passed out.

Zhanlan is very good at choosing clothes. Although she didn't say it herself, but as a straight man, the leader of the first army of a certain human race, he knows that men will not become proficient in dressing up all of a sudden because of their rising status or power. my own.

Ai Rulong's attire and other things are usually managed by Zhanlan, maintaining his perfect domineering president personality.

Now the two sets of clothes she brought over seem just right.

What she wears makes her look like a woman at home, which can effectively reduce the vigilance of others.

And for the mother monster to wear is a rather gorgeous dress, which makes her look very good with Ai Rulong who is sitting on the sofa.

So she is considered a buried talent, a fashion designer who was delayed by the chairman's assistant?

In fact, there are not a few such things that are buried. Leaving aside people, we only talk about objects—for example, the Thompson submachine gun back then, which was originally designed to sweep the trenches and attack the Germans during World War I.

But unfortunately, when it was developed, it coincided with the end of the First World War, and the military of Millikin looked down on this guy who wasted bullets.

But Millikin's gangsters fell in love with such a representative of heavy firepower, and thought it was really great!

At that time, everyone was still a small pistol biubiubiu, who has seen such an exciting thing?

At that time, the price of the Thompson submachine gun was so high that it could buy a Ford sedan, but the supply was still in short supply.

Fighting between evil forces, this voice is a symbol of strength!

When Al Capone fought, it was the grenade that opened the way, and Thompson swept the ground and swept the entire Chicago.

Because of Thompson's crisp clicking voice, gangsters called it a Chicago typewriter.

Since then, the Millikin Army has re-examined this gun, and the subsequent famous M-series carbines all came out of here.

If Zhan Lan hadn't been Ai Rulong's assistant, she would probably be able to bloom inside the wall like a Chicago typewriter, and get a much happier free life than now.

"Sit down, I think it's time for us to have a good talk."

Xuan Pao Nu also used the skill of "Talking Well" that the villain likes.

She raised her legs, looked down at Zhan Lan standing in front of her with a slightly overlooking look, and was just about to speak——

Zhan Lan interrupted her: "What's the relationship between you and Alia?"

"……Why do you ask about this?"

"I heard you say Alicia's name just now."

"..."

Zhanlan stared into her eyes: "I know you are very powerful, so powerful that Madam can't beat you, and even Brother Bi would shy away from you if you say a word, but I don't care what you want to achieve—"

She leaned forward slightly, her eyes were very serious, even to the point of ruthlessness, she clenched her teeth, and the lines of her cheeks became square, which gave her delicate face a hint of anger: " Don't take advantage of that child! If you dare to hurt her, even if I die, I will bite off a piece of flesh from you!"

The Xuanpao girl took a sip of her wine: "If you say that, I really don't know how to communicate with you..."

"What do you mean?"

"Lu Wuxia is the same as you, although he didn't say it."

The Xuanpao girl shook the wine glass, listening to the slight collision sound of the ice cubes inside: "You guys really make it difficult for me to choose a suitable mother for Alia...Although Lu Wuxia is incompetent, his blood is thicker than water."

As she spoke, she met Shang Zhanlan's gaze: "Although you and Alia are not related by blood, in a sense, you are more like a suitable mother..."

This is hard.

From a rational point of view, she is not short of a mother, so everything should be based on little angel Ai's last wish.

But from an emotional point of view, Zhanlan itself is very pitiful, and even these three people are very pitiful.

"...Who the hell are you?" Zhan Lan couldn't help turning her head slightly when she heard such sweeping words, frowning in doubt.

"Me? I'm Alia's guardian." The woman in the black robe said in a low voice, "A...a guardian who may guard her for a long, long time..."

"..." Zhanlan opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

But for some reason, she just felt that her words were stuck in her throat when she saw the slightly sad expression of the other party.

Suddenly very sad...

"Huh..." The Xuanpao girl exhaled foul breath: "Okay, since you guys like to play so much, then I will let you have fun!"

"what?"

"Literally." The black-robed female detective tapped Ai Rulong's eyebrows, and drank the whiskey in the glass.

She grinned in displeasure, and complained: "I really don't understand why they like to drink this so much in Hollywood movies, simply because they are handsome? I prefer happy water... Feelings are like Drinks, what you should drink and what you like to drink on the scene, are never the same thing.”

Unless you are willing to add happy water to the whiskey.

Zhan Lan didn't know why, but subconsciously looked at Ai Rulong's face worriedly.

The girl in Xuan Pao walked to the window, turned around and snapped her fingers at Zhan Lan: "I will give you a fair chance to compete—"

After she finished speaking, she opened her arms, and her whole body fell backward through the broken floor-to-ceiling glass window, her black robe fluttering in the wind.

"!"

Zhan Lan took a step forward subconsciously, and then a big hand grabbed her wrist.

"... Lu... Lu Er..."

Ai Rulong shook his head in a daze, as if waking up from a hangover.

Zhan Lan looked back, but saw Lu Wuxia on the bed, and opened her eyes.

Complicated eyes...

"..."

PS: The repayments for April have been sorted out, recommendation 10, monthly pass 22, reward 26, blade 67, but there is a cute reminder "sleepy sleep" that I have already repaid, so the comprehensive number after conversion It's 66 - boxers, boxers...

PS2: When posting in the daily review room, I seriously thought about the plot of Zhanlan falling in love with Lu Wuxia, and suddenly felt super emotional... But if I write it or not, I can't say for sure.

PS3: Continue tomorrow~

第508节 0505-艾小天使还活着（为4月推荐5/10

one room.

One man, two women, three people.

The room was very quiet, no one spoke.

Ai Rulong sat on the sofa, covered his face with his hands, and let out a low sigh: "What the hell happened?"

Regardless of the scene in the room that seemed like a hurricane passed through, the appearance of these two women sitting together already made Ai Rulong very hurt.

——Although he himself didn't know what he was afraid of.

"Chairman, listen to me."

Zhanlan put on a windbreaker for him: "Just now—a man named Lu Yanqing... Senior, came here and had some conflicts with Madam, but it's all right now."

It was really difficult for her to scream like a senior.

The last time she knew this name was after the Poseidon.

It is said that the opponent is a strategic-level special combat personnel of the country. In order to save people, he killed the entire Poseidon, and finally recruited the Dongshan aircraft carrier battle group.

In Zhan Lan's understanding, this kind of person probably exists in the same concept as the Air Force's special inheritance pilot and the Army's so-called soldier king.

But concepts belong to concepts. In her impression, the relationship between the other party and herself is friendly.

It is said that the other party has a relationship with Alia-the relationship she understood before is probably the kind of concern from the elders because of the cuteness of Alia.

But the opponent's rabbit ups and downs a few times before, what he showed was a scalp-numbing strength.

It's as strong as...a monster...

Such a person seems to have surpassed the scope of human beings that she can understand, and is even much more powerful than the wife who is 'very good at fighting' and the old driver Bi Bei who is 'somewhat good at fighting'.

So when talking about the conflict between the other party and Lu Wuxia, in addition to worrying about the conflict between the two parties, in her mind, there was more fear, the fear of uncontrollable people beyond the scope of understanding.

Asking the faction of the giant is probably the same idea as her.

As for the fact that she and her wife played a hundred times on the bed - we are all adults, so what's the use of crying?

Crying and crying naked is a brain-dead operation that can only be seen in Qiong Yao's dramas. Even if it is really at the point of competing for favor, it will not be so low.

After all, on the surface, girls who act like a baby are the best, but girls who make trouble are actually the most annoying.

Guys don't like that - unless he's a bitch.

Ai Rulong rubbed his forehead, and it was not easy to ask his assistant if he got involved with his ex-wife.

The word 'engage' was so spiritual that he couldn't even say it.

In fact, he is still wondering if that glance just now was a hallucination, and he is groggy.

Only Lu Wuxia sighed and stood up after a brief silence: "Ai Rulong, there is something... I think it's time to make it clear."

Ai Rulong raised his head subconsciously: "What's wrong?"

"... Let's break it off completely."

"..."

Ai Rulong blinked, stopped breathing, opened his mouth subconsciously, but couldn't even make a dry sound.

Lu Wuxia looked down at her blue dress. She didn't like this look very much, but she preferred a red suit.

Because of that, it won't look too abrupt when it's stained with other people's blood...

"I have a lot of things to do, whether it's dangerous or not, it will take time." She raised her eyes from the skirt on her body: "Xiaoya has grown up, let's break it down, and treat everyone Well—the rest of our lives are long after all."

"...I don't really understand what you mean." Ai Rulong twitched his cheeks, and smiled extremely stiffly: "We're already divorced, aren't we?"

"you know what I mean."