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"Give it a name so that you can avoid calling it a hairy crab all day long." Wu Ya'an Ge was slightly drunk after drinking, and his little face was flushed. He bit his finger lightly and thought for a while, "It is a hairy crab, and a pair of big claws are very majestic and domineering. Just have the surname "Bao"! The crab is called Wuyan Gongzi. In the future, let's call it Wuyan."

"Boil Wuchan?" Wang Yan also twitched his lips, "Isn't that good? Is Lao Ao so angry that he turned around and asked us to get lunch boxes one by one? We should respect the author a little bit. It's a hairy crab, so why not be the surname Xie. What about calling it Xie Wuchan?"

"Anyway, it's just a hairy crab, what it's called." After Wu Ya'an Ge was excited, he seemed a little sleepy and yawned lazily.

Xie Wuchan? Kakak~ My hairy crab has a name. From now on, my mighty and domineering hairy crab will be called Xie Wuchan! With a name, it is not considered a supporting role, and it will not be eaten so easily.

In this world, it turns out that there is also a lot of love for hairy crabs. It waves a pair of big claws and dances excitedly with crackling and crackling.

Before it could be happy, Wu Ya'an Ge lifted it up and kicked it out. It drew an arc in the air and fell into the cold lake with a "pop".

"Ph!" The hairy crab struggling in the lake, no, Xie Wuchang was exhausted. The demon girl was a witch and was moody. A minute ago, she thought that the young master of Wuchang was very cute, but in the next second she was tired of playing.

However, when I think of the strong sense of danger on her body, Xie Wuyan was shocked and sighed that he couldn't afford to offend her. He quickly sank into the water, but it was better for our little flower, Xiao Cui and Xiao Yan. He was graceful, gentle and considerate.

Harems, your husband has returned from victory in the battle.

A huge crab was swaying at the bottom of the lake and greeted the female crabs in line.

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Next, Wu Ya'an Ge said that he was in a good mood. He wanted to go back and have a beauty sleep and take a good energy to take part in Beijian tomorrow.

After Wang Yan said goodbye to Wu Ya'an, he also went back to his home. He took a shower. He lay in a nightgown in his chair and half closed his eyes to rest. He enjoyed the clear moonlight on people, and the lake breeze blew away the restlessness in his heart.

The croaking frogs kept chirping. The clear and transparent crickets were heard one after another, and the comfort and peace in my heart was indescribable.

We will set out for Beim tomorrow.

After thinking about it carefully, I have only been in less than two months since I joined the National African Affairs Bureau. However, these two months are even more exciting than the previous half of my life.

Suddenly, the cicadas chirping at the corner of the house suddenly stopped and became quiet.

Wang Yan opened his glasses slightly, and his keen hearing captured the rustling footsteps of the door downstairs opening. Wang Yan, who is different from the past, clearly sensed that Liu Lang, who was already asleep, was tiptoing out.

Wang Yan flipped down from the Grand Master's chair, half lifted the curtains, and looked down through the gaps in the climbing plants. He saw a corpse Taoist in a long robe standing at the bottom of the building with his hands on his back.

His zombie-like robe, with the slight night wind and the hazy moonlight. No matter how you look at it, the corpse Taoist exudes a strong gloomy and terrifying smell.

Besides, he didn't restrain his breath much, otherwise those crickets might not have noticed him.

After a while, Liu Lang pushed the electric car outside and met with the Taoist corpse.

"My friend, why are you so slow? I have been waiting for a while." The Taoist corpse said with excitement, "Let's go and find happiness together, I can't wait."

"Old Shi. Don't be anxious. Old Wang just came back before, so it's not good to disturb him." Liu Lang lit a cigarette and said leisurely, "It's still early now. If you don't feel enjoyable enough, we can have fun for a night. Anyway, you are strong and you are not afraid of trouble."

Wang Yan, who was upstairs, listened to these words with excellent ears. He couldn't help but hold his forehead and laugh and cry. The Taoist corpse and Liu Lang colluded in love. He really enjoyed the truth about that matter and was so happy.

He also said that he should not disturb himself, is he afraid of his contempt? Alas, why are people's hearts so impetuous in this world?

"No, although you can withstand it, it's okay to fight all night. But tomorrow I'm arranged for me to go on a business trip. Wouldn't it be laughed at by people on the road?" The Taoist corpse said a little depressed, "Oh, it's so annoying. It's all your fault that your brat named Wang is, and you have to drag me to go on a business trip with me. It's really not worry-free. What a cunning brat."

"Haha, our old man is pretty good, kind-hearted and righteous. He just works too seriously and his private life is too stubborn. Life is just a few decades, and you have to have fun in time." Liu Lang said with a smile, "You can't be old. Looking back, is it worth it for your life?"

"So I still think you are the most suitable for your taste." The Taoist corpse swept away the haze and laughed cheerfully and said, "My friend and I are the biggest turning point in my life.

Alas~ Wang Yan sighed and shook his head, it was so depraved. Thinking about the life of the Taoist Taoist, he had also been passionate, domineering, and brilliant.

But who would have thought that when he was old, he would not be able to pass the word "sex" level, and he would become a gangster with Brother Lang and become a gangster. But everyone has their own choice...

Just as Wang Yan sighed and was about to pull up the curtains and turned a blind eye to the outside of the window, Liu Lang squinted his eyes again and said with a lewd smile: "Since Mr. Shi, you are going on a business trip tomorrow, we should not play all night today. Just play around and satisfy your cravings. By the way, which girl do you want to choose tonight?"

Wang Yan's ears slammed, and his curiosity was raised again.

"Which girl should I choose? I'm going to change my taste tonight. Well, just choose the police girl with a gun." After the Taoist of the Corpse said, he laughed sinisterly.

The sound was cold and evil. The frogs and crickets within a radius of dozens of meters were scared to stop the courtship.

Wang Yan in this room was also shocked.

Who still looks like this? A police girl who chooses a gun! This taste is really... wrong, it has nothing to do with the taste. The key is, has the hair washing room evolved to this level these days?

Is it because the industry is so competitive now that it needs to use this extreme method to attract customers?

"Hehe, Mr. Shi, your taste is getting heavier and heavier. But the police girl is quite expensive, worth more than 4,000. Fortunately, you are a rich man and don't care about this little bit." Liu Lang also learned from the corpse Taoist and said with a strange smile, "Let's do this, I'll choose the girl who plays the piano and play with you."

"Oh!" Wang Yan sighed again. This world is so depraved and so evil. It seems that Brother Lang is gradually drifting away on that path.

How could human nature be so impetuous? It’s more than 4,000 yuan, and I can’t help but do it? Think about how much I earned by riding a tricycle to get a TT when I was riding a tricycle and working hard for a month?

I learned to use a fake uniform in the south, and my value rose rapidly, and I really knew how to strengthen my core competitiveness.

"Hehe, I'm already overwhelmed, let's go." The Taoist corpse seemed to have increased his "sexual interest" and urged with his eyes lit up, "My friend, don't rush with me to pay tonight."

"Old Mr. Shi, don't worry, I'm so poor, of course I won't rob you." Liu Lang rode his broken electric car and staggered away with the corpse Taoist.

What else can Wang Yan do besides being able to shake his head and sigh? However, Wang Yan will not look down on those "mistakeable women", which is an ancient and extremely vital tenacious industry.

It will not be short before, it will not be short now, and it will inevitably exist in the future.

Just as Wang Yan was about to pull up the curtains and have a good sleep, a faint and excited voice sounded behind him: "Wang Yan, are you not curious about where they are going?"

Wang Yan was shocked, then turned his head and looked at the visitor helplessly: "I said to Sister An Ge, can I trouble you not to be so elusive? Every time I do this, I will be scared from your heart attack."

He was also speechless. Since Wu Ya'ange came back from a business trip, he has regarded his home as her home. He will suddenly appear anytime and anywhere. And it is silent and hard to find traces.

Moreover, she is very good at stealth and hiding, and now she has broken through to the realm level. The secret of the action is unpredictable. On several occasions, Wang Yan was approached by her to two or three meters, but she has not yet discovered her.

Wu Ya'an Ge leaned on the sofa with half a glass of red wine between his fingers, and said lazyly: "I'm for your own good. There are many powerful people in this world who are good at secret assassination. You have to develop the habit of being alert to any movement around you at any time."

The reason is correct, but Wang Yan always feels very uncomfortable and it feels uncomfortable. He says: "I am not interested in where they go. Sister Ange, you should go to bed early. I will go to Beijing dungeon tomorrow and develop more energy."

"You are not interested, I think it's quite interesting." Wu Ya'an Ge smiled charmingly, "What kind of police girl with guns, and girls playing the piano, the more you think about it, the more you become, the more interesting it becomes. Let's go and open my eyes with me."

"It's not good at midnight, right?" Wang Yan said hesitantly, "What's more, the Taoist corpse is an old-fashioned man, and his use of mental power has reached a point of perfection. It's very difficult for us to track him."

"Since you lack this, it should be treated as a training." Wu Ya'an Ge drank half a glass of red wine and said with a smile, "The Taoist corpse is his own person, and even if he discovers it, it's no big deal. In the future, if you go out to perform tasks, what if you need to track and track a stronger master? If you are not careful at that time, you will most likely die on the spot. Therefore, tracking and being followed are a profound and important science. Besides, don't you really want to see the police girl with a gun?"

At the last sentence, Wu Ya'an Ge narrowed his beautiful eyes.
Chapter completed!