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Six hundred and thirty-seventh chapters have a million soldiers in their chests (seven)

"It takes a lot of courage for you to stay. Unlike Mudan, you have already shown certain management skills. In the division of labor between the two of you, one needs to accompany her to prevent her from doing stupid things, and the other needs to

She has to stay and take care of her career." Having said this, Wang Ai bent down slightly: "Do you think I will look at the problem so superficially? Can I not see that your work is equally important?"

Covering her mouth, Liu Dingxiang shook her head repeatedly, and her tears scattered on the ground like strings of beads.

"Did Qinglian say something to you?" Wang Ai frowned.

"No, no, I just feel a little sorry for my friend."

"what about now?"

"Feel much better."

"Well, don't cry, lest Zhao Dan think I'm bullying you, I can't beat him."

Liu Dingxiang burst into tears and laughed, and Wang Ai stretched out: "I support your choice, my family supports it, and Qinglian and Mudan will also support it. Although you can't be as close as before because of time and space, this

This setback will eventually pass. When Qinglian comes back in the future, you will just smile at each other."

"Yeah." Liu Dingxiang wiped her face.

"Actually, I should have noticed it earlier, but am I a man and careless? It's been almost a year since I noticed that you were stressed." Wang Ai looked at the town not far away with his hands behind his back: "You said that back then

How wonderful we are in London. The three of you went shopping together, played together, made trouble at my house together, and formed a three-flower group. How many years has it been? Between you and me, between you and them

How can emotions change when there is no essential contradiction or even contradiction? Now Kangsi has gone to R Fund, Huang Xin remains in China, Wenjun will not come back for a while, and Leonie is not very familiar with her, so it is so important

The import and export platform depends on you. You can't always think nonsense. You are self-abuse. Don't forget, I want to exploit your surplus value. If you don't love yourself, you are damaging the wealth of me, a capitalist. I am

You’re going to be angry.”

Liu Dingxiang, who was always clumsy, smiled and turned her head away. When Xu Qinglian couldn't talk to Wang Ai in London, she didn't dare to go on stage, and Tang Mudan would always spit out lotus flowers.

"Okay, go back, don't think about it too much."

"Yes." Liu Dingxiang followed and walked back. After taking two steps, she suddenly asked: "Qinglian, can you come back?"

"...Yes." Wang Ai nodded: "She will come back. She will come back when she figures it out. Besides, even if she doesn't come back to me, you sisters will still meet one day. Her emotions have calmed down.

I will eventually get back in touch with you all, well, except for me of course...she gives me special treatment!"

"Then I, I will persuade her then."

"Hmm..." Wang Ai pondered and smiled: "That's okay, we'll talk about it when the time comes. I won't interfere with your sisters getting along, just like in the past."

After going upstairs, Wang Ai went to the guest room on the third floor to take a shower and came out. He saw Leonie leaning on the bedside reading a book. The breeze blew through the curtains, and the beauty frowned lightly. Wang Ai stopped to admire it for a moment and walked forward: "Old Lei,

I am coming!"

When Wang Ai climbed up the bed with a smile and leaned next to her to read a book with her, she suddenly got on her horse and pinched Wang Ai's neck with both hands: "Don't call me Lao Lei, don't call me Lao Lei, I'm not a man.

!”

"Then what should I call you? Lao Ao? Lao Ni? Lioness?"

Leonie, who became more and more angry as she listened, straightened her back and sat down suddenly: "Crack your pelvis."

Wang Ai curled his lips: "You said you can fight a lot, right?"

Leonie gritted her teeth and put her hand into the blanket, but Wang Ai quickly stopped her: "Hey, how do you feel about going back to Transcendence this time?"

Leonie ignored her, and Wang Ai continued: "Beyond Sports is my base camp, and it is also the kingdom that you have worked so hard to manage. Since a new general manager is not appointed and we rely on you two to control it remotely, the secretarial team at home must be well deployed."

"I don't want to talk about work now, okay?"

"Okay, okay, how about I call you Xiaonizi?"

Leonie stopped moving when she heard the sound and thought for a moment: "You are only allowed to call when no one is around, and no one else is allowed to know."

"Okay, Xiaonizi."

Leonie was finally satisfied and her body relaxed. Then in the next second, both of them took a breath and recovered. Wang Ai pointed at Leonie sadly and angrily: "I agreed, why don't you let go?"

Pass me?"

Leonie was in a little pain, and she laughed loudly and threw herself on Wang Ai. Wang Ai hugged her and changed positions, biting Leonie's lips fiercely, and then let go after a long time: "I can't get enough.

, do you think I’m a sex addict?”

"Who knows?" Leonie's face turned slightly red: "You show it and I will analyze it?"

"If you want to be punished, just say so." Wang Ai moved slowly, then suddenly accelerated, and Leonie lost all initiative on the battlefield with a cry.

After the storm, the two hugged each other and said good night.

The next day, when the sky was just getting dark, Wang Ai went downstairs quietly and unexpectedly saw Li Jun waiting for him: "I also want to exercise."

"Okay, come on." Wang Ai walked out nonchalantly: "Everyone in the family likes to keep fit, and everyone is in better shape than the other. You really have to pay attention if you want to integrate into this team."

When they arrived at the door, Zhang Guang followed him, and the three of them jogged toward the town together. At first, Li Jun and Wang Ai ran side by side, with Zhang Guang hanging not far behind, and Li Jun started to run.

Qian Qian: "It's no longer possible, it's no longer possible. If you don't talk to me, you can still run a little longer."

"You walk slowly." Wang Ai left Li Jun behind and started running at his own pace. Now Li Jun couldn't keep up even more, and he was worse than Zhang Guang, who was in his early thirties.

In fact, Zhang Guang couldn't keep up with Wang Ai's fast and slow running method, but the main reason was the rhythm, so he caught Wang Ai's running speed and ran at a constant speed, so he could always keep Wang Ai in his sight.

Inside.

When Wang Ai could no longer be seen, Li Jun slowed down and patted his head: "I'll let you flatter me."

He was wondering if he could take a shortcut, but before he could find it, footsteps sounded from behind, and Wang Ai ran up to him with a relaxed expression: "I forgot to tell you, I am running a half marathon this morning."

"You should have told me earlier!" Li Jun shouted at Wang Ai's back.

After shouting, he went home dejectedly. But when he arrived at the door, he found that the guards were practicing in the back of the room. For a moment, he felt like he was in a martial arts team, with boxers, equipment, and sparring equipment all available. Especially the women.

Guard, that's called a heroic figure, and it's only when Zhao Dan does Tai Chi slowly that he seems to be a normal person.

In fact, Li Jun also learned Lao Qin En Fist from his brother when he was a child. He was not an amateur, but he had given it up a long time ago, so he didn't know what to do for a while. Fortunately, Zhao Dan waved to him with a smile: "Come on, follow

I practice Tai Chi and I get started quickly."

As the sun rose, Wang Ai bounced the ball to the door of his house. Zhang Guang, who was accompanying him, looked down at the newspaper and laughed while walking.


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