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Chapter 295: The bright moon and the tide at sea (5)

 From UEFA's outstanding move yesterday to more than 20 hours tonight, the fog that has been hazy in front of Wang Ai's eyes has finally dissipated. Once it comes, let it be, Messi makes a move, Wang Ai catches it, UEFA

Wang Ai had to catch the joint move.

His eyes were no longer confused, and his whole mood became brighter. So, what was originally a joke about teaming up with Leonie to deal with Xu Qinglian became true. The next morning, Wang Ai opened his eyes and didn't see Xu Qinglian, so he got up and walked around.

Quan discovered that she had gone to the study room early in the morning.

She herself said that she had gained a lot from yesterday's discussion and had to hurry up to sort it out and forget about it. However, she was immediately ruthlessly exposed by the lion who followed: "It's obviously because I had too much fun."

After confirming the strategy, Wang Ai simply went to the club to take ten days off in the morning. He gave up the German Cup two days later and the 30 rounds of the Bundesliga six days later. He used this time to relieve physical and mental fatigue and cultivate his interest in football. Although Bayern has a very professional team

He has a medical doctor and a rehabilitator, but Wang Ai is thinking that he is leaving, and the club is sure that it cannot keep him. Will the club give him all its help at the last moment? Will it just fool him? Will it?

Will you undergo overdraft treatment for the competition?

It's not that Wang Ai has a dark mind, but that the capitalist has no moral integrity.

Before Wang Ai asked for leave, he contacted the Beyond Rehabilitation Medical Center and sent all the data he had tested at the club. The team there acted very quickly. As soon as Wang Ai asked for leave, the rehabilitation plan was sent back.

Wang Ai shook the fax paper and said to Huang Xin: "Why do I think this is dealing with me? I sent a request in the morning and gave me an answer at noon? Isn't there a fixed template because they always deal with similar problems? No matter who asks.

Is it this set? At most, it’s just a set of personal data and a few slight adjustments?”

Huang Xin rolled her eyes, took the fax paper, scanned it and stuffed it into Wang Ai's arms: "Capitalists are really difficult to serve. If they work too slowly, they'll be suspicious of foreign workers. If they work too fast, they'll be suspicious of poor people. How can you, the proletariat, survive?"

"Who is not a proletarian?" Wang Ai said, and with a strong hand, he pulled Huang Xin over along with the information. Huang Xin exclaimed and threw herself into Wang Ai's arms.

But before she could say anything, Leonie who was passing by the door wandered in: "Hey, why don't you just jump up? I really want to invite you last night, why don't you do it?"

"I……"

"What's the difference?" Leonie took advantage of Huang Xin being held by Wang Ai and walked up behind Huang Xin: "You and I, you and Tiger, and Tiger and I have already combined, so we can't have three.

Debut together? The doctor has always thought about this."

Wang Ai, who is 192, and Leoni, who is 186, sandwiched Huang Xin, who is 170, unable to move. Moreover, two hands really can't beat four hands. Huang Xin couldn't break free, so she thought in a hurry: "He hasn't done what he promised yet!

"

"What?" Wang Ai and Leonie asked at the same time.

"You said in the first half of the semester that you would tell us why you can predict things during the winter break, but you didn't tell us!" Huang Xin spoke very fast.

"Eh? Yes?" Leonie suddenly said, "Why did I forget to ask."

"There are too many things to do and I didn't catch up." Wang Ai explained and then said: "Huang Xin, don't change the subject."

"I don't care." Huang Xin blocked Wang Ai's hand and allowed Leonie's hands to be dishonest: "You broke the contract first. When did you say this? I will talk about it when and when the time comes."

"Okay." Seeing that Huang Xin couldn't hold it down for a moment, Wang Ai put his arms around Huang Xin and hugged him: "Let's go one-on-one first."

Leonie let go and retreated, watching Wang Ai report Huang Xin to the sofa in the second study without any explanation, and said in a leisurely tone: "I really want to know your answer, but unfortunately I have nothing to give you now."

Wang Ai, who was busy subduing Huang Xin, turned around and smiled: "Don't worry, just think about it. When everyone comes home in the summer, I will tell you. Now, are you coming? Let's play together?"

"No." Leonie looked at her watch: "It's time to go downstairs for dinner. Qinglian is cooking at noon today!"

"Yes, yes, let's eat." Huang Xin, who was about to lose everything, grabbed the life-saving straw.

"No, I'll eat you first!" Wang Ai leaned down and gnawed like a wolf dog.

After a long while, Wang Ai straightened up and said, "You won't be hungry after eating this, it's a shoddy product!"

After Huang Xin, who was out of breath and weak, was pulled up, she weakly kicked Wang Ai: "I am your sister!"

"Bah!" Wang Ai said contemptuously: "Xiao Huang Xin!"

Huang Xin kicked Wang Ai again. Wang Ai walked downstairs nonchalantly. Huang Xin followed him and muttered: "Ten years ago, I was your sister. Ten years later, I will be your sister. Ten years from now."

Don’t I still have to be your daughter?”

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ai, who was walking in front, suddenly stamped his feet and saw the first floor. Huang Xin suddenly became alert: "What are you going to do?"

Wang Ai held on to the handrail of the stairs, tilted his upper body back, and turned his head upside down: "Ah~"

Huang Xin lowered his head helplessly: "Okay, I'll shut up."

The lunch was sumptuous and tasted wonderful. No one in the family could compare to Xu Qinglian in terms of cooking skills. It was probably because I was actively encouraged to cook when I was a child. As a result, I loved cooking more and more, and the more I cooked, the more delicious it became. After yesterday’s discussion

Xu Qinglian, who felt deeply that she did not care enough about Wang Ai and her family, decided to use her cooking skills to silence everyone.

After dinner, Wang Ai dragged a few people up to the third floor, opened the doors to the master bedroom and the first study room, and lined up four computers to play games online. Knowing that Wang Ai was recuperating, Huang Xin and the others did not refuse and started playing games one after another.

Red Alert, Wang Ai had a sudden thought: "Whoever loses will get through the table for me!"

Wang Ai grinned and pointed to the bottom of the desk in front of him: "By the way, I remember that only Qinglian drilled it for me, but neither of you did."

The delighted Wang Ai waited for the end of the reading, quickly unfolded the base vehicle, turned on the power plant, organized the grizzly tanks, and began to scan the map. After a while, Wang Ai's tank army destroyed Leonie's base, leaving her alone

The next two Level 3 Apocalypse protected a base vehicle and ran away in a hurry.

Wang Ai was planning to keep up his efforts and stuffed Leonie under the table happily. Suddenly, the screen lit up. When he got home and took another look, he saw that the base was on fire, the power plant was broken, and the air finger was crooked and needed to be repaired.

"Whose nuclear bomb!" Wang Ai had to control the tank army over there to change places, and quickly repair his hometown here...

Then, the screen lit up again, crackling, lightning storm!

The base was blown up, the power plant was blown up again, and the air finger was also blown up. Fortunately, the high technology was still there. Wang Ai casually threw a lightning storm at Xu Qinglian's house, then abandoned the old base and prepared to open a new one... Just now

When we went out, two Level 3 Apocalypse led a large number of Level 0 Apocalypse to kill them.

After a bloody battle, only a smoking Grizzly remained in front of Wang Ai's dilapidated home, maintaining its final stubbornness.

Xu Qinglian's army of rocket pilots has come over like dark clouds.


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