Maifan took over the business card and was still a little puzzled: "What kind of school is this? How could it be such a great campus?"

Even in a first-class military academy, the boss’s confidant generals have to start from grassroots officers or as staff positions when they first graduated, right? Why is this school so magical?

At this moment, the friend on the opposite side made a few words to the villain.

‘Spy Training’

The villain was so scared that he waved his hands repeatedly, intending to refuse simply.

"Don't worry, refuse!" The young man hugged Mai Fan and explained the word kindly: "The spy I'm talking about is not the spy you think in your heart."

"Who said that my father works for the current government? We are the traitors who work hard in the small country that is a small projectile in the Plaster Flag?"

"There can't be a few of us who are in Cao's camp and are in the heart of Han?" "This gentleman is affiliated with Qingzhong."

"I don't think I need to say that, you know who he is, right?"

The villain is a playboy, but he is also a knowledgeable playboy.

After hearing the name, his struggle and rejection of the word spy was not as intense as it was at the beginning.

When the good friend saw that the villain had a tendency to soften, he added to him: "What's more, don't you want your father to know that you are not a waste who can only cause trouble?"

"Today, those people bully you and insult you, and even label you as a traitor."

"When you get trained from your husband, everyone will know what you do."

"At that time, not only will you be wronged, but those who have falsely accused you will not be able to fall into it!"

"And you can be proud in front of your father, and you can no longer say that you are a waste."

These words successfully moved the villain. He put away his business card and honestly followed the people at home to Xiangjiang City. Then he contacted the gentleman's location.

After two years of special training, the villain was sent to the sea to serve as the leader of the intelligence station operation team. Who would have thought that during a mission, the villain Maifan once again met the protagonist of the world, the dog man and woman who once cheated him...

But this time, the three people and the people on the same route were not ignored.

Because Lan Mengyao and Du Ruosong have been influenced by the red thoughts and have become glorious Red Party members.

They were assigned by their superiors and lurked on the sea, responsible for collecting intelligence and transmitting it to the outside world.

Then, the three of them encountered each other because of the same mission.

After that, the villain was happy.

Can he not know his party's attitude towards these red elements?

At this time, we can forget about the new and old hatreds together.

This villain really caused a lot of trouble for the miserable couple.

If it were not for the final general trend, people's will, the domestic situation would change suddenly.

Maybe those two will be chased and bitten by them for a lifetime, and maybe whoever dies or lives.

Unfortunately, the villain didn't understand that Justice did not stand on his side from the beginning, and only a failure was waiting for him.

Maybe I'm a little unwilling to accept it?

The villains of this world reached an agreement with the system.

He wanted to see if someone else came back, would he leave more smoothly than him.

Then, Maifan's grandfather came...

This made the strongest villain executor in history... very shameless.

Now, Maifan is here to take over.

...

After absorbing all the whole story, Mai Fan pinched his nose again.

He really saw this, he had to think about it carefully.

At least, the first step is that he cannot bear the title of a traitor, a traitor, in the first step.

Mai Fan was thinking, the girl lying on the couch thought she had enough sleep. She moaned, rubbed her eyes, and then got up from the bed.

"Master Xiaofan, it's still early now. Do you want to come and sleep for a while..."

As he was talking, the girl was already wrapped in a thin quilt and walked barefoot to Maifan.

Before Mai Fan could react, the girl tilted her body and sat on his lap.

...

Under the dim candlelight on the desk, a pair of eyes filled with autumn water appeared.

It wasn't Mai Fan who boasted that this girl had feelings for him.

But it takes two more questions to say what this friendship is for, but as long as there is something, maybe she can do it through her.

Mai Fan was not pretentious either. He hugged the girl in his arms and put the other party's white tender gums in his big hands to play with it.

When the girl was flirting with her beautiful eyes, she suddenly said in her ear: "Are you familiar with Miss Qianqian from Qingfeng Pavilion?"

Just this sentence made the girl in his arms sit up and stare at him with a little sad look: "Brother Xiaofan, you, have you fallen in love with someone else?"

Mai Fan chuckled, leaned against the girl's shoulder and rubbed her into his arms again: "No, what are you worried about?"

"I want you to help me pass on a sentence, I want to see her."

It sounds like it is not a relationship between men and women, and the girl in her arms also softens.

"When?"

Maifan raised his hand and looked at the steel watch on his wrist: "She won't have any customers at night?"

The girl nodded: "Qianqianren is very strange. She is different from us."

"I always feel that my mother is afraid of her. As long as she doesn't want to pick up a customer, Feng's mother never forces her."

Mai Fan smiled and raised his hand and pinched her chin: "Do you envy this Qianqian girl?"

The man in Maifan's arms was rarely a simple person. She nodded and replied: "Yes, I'm very envious."

Speaking of this, I have to talk about the girls in the Changsan Hall...whatever they have lived.

There is actually no girl who can live in the Changsan Hall.

Although they are not as valuable as the girls in the book apartment, they are sought after.

But for the guests outside, they are also girls' school books and geisha with skills.

When guests who enter the Changsan Hall, whether they drink tea, listen to music, or stay overnight, they will take out three oceans of them as long as they enter the door.

But in such high-end places, girls will be able to distinguish between high and low.

For example, the one in Mai Fan's arms is the one inconspicuous in the Changsan Hall.

I passed the little scholar's hurdle early, and now I am hugging Mai Fan's arms?

The Qianqian girl she envied was about the same age as her, but she was coaxed and held by her mother.

Never seen anyone stay in her room.

Why doesn’t this girl named Yingying envy?

Mai Fan knew what she was thinking. Since he had come to take over the villain's mission, he had put the girl asleep.

He is not a stingy person either.

He asked the girl to do things for him and would not treat her badly. He promised the girl: "Then help me get her here tonight, in return..." Maifan's fingertips rubbed against Yingying's round chin shell: "Your Master Xiaofan will be the second half of the year for you."

"Really!" Hearing this, Yingying's eyes lit up. She was a little excited, and her little feet curled up in the quilt were reaching out to look for shoes: "Brother Xiaofan, this is not what I force you." "Wait, I'll go and find someone for you now."

After saying that, she hooked up her pink embroidered shoes, returned to the couch, put on a veil of the same color, and ran out of the house.

Mai Fan was stunned at first, then shook his head and smiled.

While there was no one, he looked around, got up, buttoned up his school uniform, turned his head, and then pushed the window of the room outward.

...

After about a quarter of an hour, a murmur and careful voice came from the door: "Sister Qianqian... is here... please, please."

A deserted voice sighed: "Push the door, I'm here, what do you mean by thinking I'm?"

Yingying responded happily: "Oh!" and opened the door of the room.

...

The room at this time had been tidied up by Mai Fan.

The original charming and lazy spirit was swept away. On the table used to entertain guests, a plate of rosin was lit, which was elegant and was a place suitable for talking about things.

Mai Fan sat under the lamp, fiddling with the twists and turns of the oil lamp indiscriminately.

It seems that the child who saw this object for the first time was full of interest in playing.

"Mr. Mai is looking for me?"

Mai Fan raised his eyes and sat in the opposite side of the desk with a gesture of asking for help: "Sit."
To be continued...