"Put away your snacks, it's time to go on stage." He smiled lightly, suddenly took away the speech on the table, flicked his fingers twice, shook off the melon seed crumbs on it, and then handed it to me, "
Don’t forget your speech.”
Huo, damn Lan Fan, did he have a broken hand or foot? He only had a few speeches, but he still asked for help? I gave him a fierce look and took the speeches from his hand in displeasure, no.
I forgot to scold him fifteen thousand times in my heart.
This damn guy! Who is that arrogant face showing off to? Hasn't he learned how to be low-key? He actually made the best use of everything he could to treat me like a 'maid'.
The most damning thing is that I actually think this guy's arrogant face is so damn vivid and gives me an electric numbing feeling.
It’s really damn abominable! Why do you look so pleasing to the eye for no reason? It stimulates people’s hearts.[
"What? You don't want to go?" He said with a very gentle smile, as if he saw through me and gave me a warning look.
"Who said you don't want to go?" I yelled unhappily, covering up the guilt in my tone. I grabbed the speech and immediately rushed to his side like a pug, ready to be ready at any time. Huh, anyway, I should have made all the arrangements.
What is there to be afraid of? He is the one who should be afraid, huh, considering that it will make you bleed profusely, I might as well let you drag it for a while now, huh!
"Oh?" He suddenly smiled, turned around and walked towards the podium, and finally stretched out his hand to wave at me like a puppy. The meaning was very obvious, he needed someone to deliver his speech!
It was really infuriating. I sprayed a few mouthfuls of 'Samadhi True Fire' at his back, waved a few 'Tathagata Palms', and flicked a few 'poison darts'. Hum, I can't burn you to death, but I can't.
Aren't you afraid that the poison won't kill you? Anyway, he doesn't know what I'm thinking. He just curses and beats me in my heart, and I feel very happy.
Being with Minister Lan Fanlan is indeed a dangerous and maddening thing. First, there is a group of "nymphomaniac" girls, whose red eyes are just short of burying several ministers on the podium and...I. It's completely unnecessary.
Said, they must have directly regarded me as their imaginary love rival. Look, look, those women are ready to make a move. If the idle people on the podium leave, I'm afraid Lan Fan will be eaten alive, right?
Let's look at the people of Mo. They must have regarded me as the 'enemy who killed their father'. It's obviously a sunny day, why do I, a poor citizen of Mo, have to accept my fate and stay in this financial house that is as annoying as a cockroach?
'Serving tea and water' next to the minister? Okay, okay, I admit, this finance minister is extremely handsome, especially when I find that I actually like him quite a bit. Standing next to him, he is jealous of a group of nymphomaniacs.
I feel really a bit carried away.
Mamma Mia, am I not a masochist in my subconscious?
I suddenly shuddered, bent down and handed over the speech, and then took a small step back to ensure that I could breathe smoothly. I found that it would really be difficult to breathe if I got too close to this big blue minister.
I turned my back and took out the note I had prepared in my pocket, hehe, hehehe...
The ancestral teachings of the Feng family: As a descendant of the Feng family, you must not do anything that will cost you money. So, of course, in other words, how can I be eaten to death by Minister Lan Fanlan without fighting back? This is not in line with the Feng family at all.
The style of descendants.
Anyway, this lady has the ‘imperial edict’ of the Minister of Sports in hand, and she is the invincible hand in the world... Oh, no, she is the invincible hand in the world who has taken away the resentment of the Mo people all over the world.
Well, I glanced sideways at Lan Fan, who was giving a serious speech. Judging from how serious he was, he probably wouldn't have noticed the piece of paper in my hand. I rubbed my hands secretly. I trembled and asked from Sports Minister Ji Zi.
The paper forced in his hand was raised above his head.
Sure enough, there was a gasp in the audience, and then all the eyes of the 'father-killing enemy' were withdrawn, and all the people paid me the highest respect and praise with their eyes.
Oh, hehe... I am indeed a great man and a hero of a generation, the pride of the Mo people. Of course, the expressions of those nymphos can be simply ignored. Anyway, it is not a real gun, and it cannot kill anyone, haha.