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Chapter 961 The Burning Qizhou Military Port

Luoyang was lying on the bed and doing exercises.

69=?

Luoyang thought about it and put it in 69.

The pen was gone, so he put it on the tip of his tongue and dipped it.

The ink in the pen tastes strange, a bit like the smell of sea water.

Continue to do the questions and write quickly.

Learning makes people happy.

Teacher Sun looked at Luoyang where he was studying hard, with a sweet smile on his face.

The door suddenly opened.

Luoyang, who was busy studying, was stunned on the spot, his thinking paused and his writing paused.

Sun Shangxiang was also stunned.

Kusama Sushi walked in with a tray, and there were two glasses of water in the plate. She felt a little guilty and said carefully: "I'm worried that you are thirsty, so I'll bring you two glasses of water. I know that Luoyang Jun is used to drinking hot water, so one is hot water and the other is cold water."

Luoyang's mouth was not thirsty at all, but he did not refuse.

Kusama's servant placed two glasses of water on the bedside table, and without leaving, he looked at Luoyang and Sun Shangxiang.

Sun Shangxiang frowned and said, "I really can't do anything to you. Come and study together."

"Hi!" A excited smile suddenly appeared on Kusama Shimiya's face.

Luoyang's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he forgot the words when he was at his mouth.

However, he quickly eliminated the influence and focused on doing the questions.

The difficulty of the subsequent questions doubled.

Two dragon play_?

Luoyang thought about it and put the word "bead" on it.

Heavy_?

Luoyang picked up the pen and filled in the word "fold".

The joy of learning is so simple.

The only bad episode is that Kusama Shiji said she gave him a cup of hot water to Luoyang, but she drank it. Her lips at 37 degrees, but she spoke 50 degrees of language, which warmed her heart.

The nights in Tokyo are long.

It's dawn.

It was still Kusama's servant who went to the kitchen, and Sun Shangxiang was serving Luoyang to get up and wash.

"Shangxiang, why did you let the servant girl again..." Luoyang mentioned this when he was dressing, but it was difficult to say it clearly, and he said it more implicitly.

Sun Shangxiang smiled and said, "I originally wanted the servant girl to go out, but when I saw you didn't say anything, I thought you like the fun, so I let her stay."

Luoyang recalled the scene at that time, and it seemed that it was.

Sun Shangxiang came over and whispered: "Facts have proved that my intuition is right. You are very happy, aren't you?"

"Do I have it?" Luoyang really doesn't remember this.

Sun Shangxiang patted Luoyang and said with a coquettish voice: "It's okay, as long as you are happy, the servant girl is not an outsider. If it were someone else, I would have driven out long ago."

Luoyang felt a little puzzled and couldn't say anything.

However, he felt relieved. He could not understand the thinking of Fusang women from the perspective of Chinese men, especially women of the top family like Sun Shangxiang. Kusama Sei-ji was a slave to her. In ancient times, she was the role of a dowry maid, and she could share her obligations.

Breakfast is simple, but very nutritious.

After breakfast, Kusama's waiter packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash dishes. He was really the role of a dowry maid.

"Luoyang Sang, are we waiting at home?" Sun Shangxiang's thinking returned to the main business.

Luoyang nodded: "Now there is only one last step left, wait for that George Bujiu to call me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone ringtone of the Phoenix Eye's phone rang.

Dingling! Dinglingling...

"Maybe it was the call from George Bujiu." Sun Shangxiang was immediately excited.

Luoyang took it out and took a look. It started with 001, which was really a mobile phone number from a beautiful country: "Your intuition is really effective. Maybe it was called by George Bujiu, I'll answer the phone first."

He cut the answer button.

Sun Shangxiang

He stared at Luoyang directly, but the eyes on the back of the phone of the Feather Blade Eye suddenly opened, and the demonic light filled her, which immediately scared her.

"Hello." The other party didn't say anything, and Luoyang greeted him.

After all, he is the former commander of the beautiful country. Although he has retired, the Bujiu family still has the strength to influence the political arena of the beautiful country. Therefore, even if you are seeking medical treatment, your arrogant temperament is indispensable.

"Are you a Luoyang Doctor Luo?" An old man's voice came from his phone, a little weak, with a Texas accent.

"Yes, I am."

"I am George Bukuo. My plane has just landed at Tokyo International Airport. Mr. Abu Shari gave me an address. I called to confirm it. It is Room 629, the top floor of Toyama Building, right?"

"The address is correct, I'll be waiting for you here. Mr. Bu Jiu, when will you come?" Luoyang asked.

George Bujiu's voice: "I'll come here and ask, what do I need to prepare?"

"There is no need to prepare anything, you may just call a few times." Luoyang gave him a hint.

George Bujiu was slightly silent and asked, "I learned some of the situation from Mr. Abu Shari. It was Sun Men Soseki's business, right?"

"Yes."

"Let's talk later when we meet."

"Okay, goodbye." Luoyang hung up the phone.

Sun Shangxiang wanted to come over, but was afraid of the eye on the phone of the Feather Blade Eye.

People have a natural fear of evil spirits, which is the same as fear of ghosts.

Luoyang put away the phone of the Eye of the Feather Blade.

"Luoyang Sang, do you think George Bujiu will agree to help us?" Sun Shangxiang was always a little worried.

Luoyang reached out and took her into his arms: "Don't worry, just understand this from a human perspective. Sick people, especially those suffering from terminal illnesses, are suffering from diseases physically and mentally. He is more afraid of death than normal people and desires health. Take that old Bujiu for example. What's the use of him making so much money? What's the use of the Bujiu family's influence in the political arena of the beautiful country? They can't save him. But if I can, I will make this request, will he not agree?"

"I feel relieved as soon as you say this." Sun Shangxiang relaxed a little.

Kusama's servant came out of the kitchen, holding a tray in his hand, and two glasses of water were placed on it.

"Luoyang Jun, Shangxiang, drink water." Put the water cup on the tea table, and the servant Kusama added another sentence, "Hot water is from Luoyang Jun, and cold water is from Shangxiang."

The two Fusang women looked at each other, and a thoughtful smile appeared on the corners of their mouths. I don’t know if they were in tune with each other or if they were conveying some information that was inconvenient to Luoyang.

An animation appeared in Luoyang's mind for some reason, and he felt a little embarrassed, so he picked up the hot water and took a sip.

Hot water at 50 degrees is very comfortable to drink in your mouth or to wash your hair.

Suddenly, a noisy sound came from outside the door.

Sun Shangxiang and Kusama's servant Ji gathered at the door at the same time.

Luoyang put down the water cup and said lightly: "The person who is in trouble is here, so your person will not give in and delay time."

"Hi!" Kusama's servant girl bowed.

The career line flashed like a calcium carbide. She turned around and walked towards the door, pulling out the chrysanthemum blade from her waist with her backhand.

This is the style of the security officer of the Sukiyoshi Association.

One word, do it!
Chapter completed!
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