Volume 10 The Finale of the Chief of Dragons Volume 121 Conquering 03
Volume 10: Head of the Dragons (Final Volume) 121 Conquered 03
"Oh, mygod! Then... isn't that more than 30 million pounds?" Hanmu was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.
Looking sideways at Zixia, he saw that she was not surprised at all, which made him have to re-evaluate the young man in front of him: "I don't know where Mr. Hanzi comes from. How much money does he spend to buy a piece of information?"
Tens of millions of pounds, my God, tens of millions of pounds of intelligence, could it be a certain country's nuclear technology? Or more advanced technology? Is he a spy from China?"
He really couldn't think of any information that was worth tens of millions of pounds, and thought: "Look at Miss Zixia, she had been watching from the side just now, and when she saw the information of the intelligence and the price offered by Mr. Hanzi, it turned out that
Not surprised at all.
"That means I agree that this information is worth the price. Of course Miss Zixia cannot be a spy. In this case, Mr. Hanzi cannot be a spy either. I heard that the work of spies is extremely secretive. Hanzi
It is impossible for Mr. Zi to do those things in front of Miss Zixia."
He thought about it but couldn't come up with a result, so he stopped thinking. He looked at Hanzi. Hanzi smiled and said: "Mr. Hanmu, don't be surprised, I'm just looking for something, and that thing is what I want very much."
If I can find something, I am willing to spend no matter how much money I have. We Chinese have a saying, 'It is hard to buy something you like', and the things you like cannot be measured by price."
"That thing must be a treasure, right?" Hanmu thought for a moment and said.
"Yes," Hanzi said: "However, that thing may not be valuable in Mr. Hanmu's eyes, but it is a priceless treasure in my eyes. (Nonsense, I regard myself as a treasure. Zixia heard him say from the side.
At these words, I couldn't help but turn my face slightly, cover my mouth and snicker.) As for what it is, I am embarrassed to tell you, Mr. Hanmu."
Hanmu smiled and said: "I understand this. Everyone has their own privacy. I understand. Mr. Hanzi, don't worry, I will contact you as soon as they have any news."
"Okay, thank you Mr. Hanmu for your help. I really appreciate it." Hanzi stretched out his hand to him.
After coming out of the restaurant, Zixia covered her mouth and kept smiling. She reached out and hugged her slender waist, tightened it slightly, and said with a smile: "What's so funny? I see you laughing non-stop."
Zixia felt that his hand was a little dishonest. She twisted her waist and saw that his hand was looser. Then she laughed and said: "I just discovered today that you are an extremely narcissistic person - man. Haha!
"
"Oh, how do you say this?" Hanzi scratched his head in confusion and laughed.
Zixia smiled and said: "How can anyone compare themselves to a priceless treasure? If you are not narcissistic, what are you? And you are extremely narcissistic."
Hanzi lowered his head, gave her a soft kiss on her little mouth, and said affectionately: "Yes, you are a priceless treasure in my heart. Even if you exchange the whole sky with me, I will not give you up."
Change it."
A trace of emotion and confusion flashed in Zixia's eyes, but then she continued as usual and said angrily: "In addition to being sweet-mouthed and making girls happy, what else can you do?"
Hanzi breathed softly into her ear and said in a low voice: "Yes, then what does a man like me mean to you, and how much is it worth?"
"Worthless!" Zixia scolded.
She turned her head and glanced at him charmingly: "It's just that nothing in this world can change you."
"That means," Hanzi said with a smile, "it's still a priceless treasure."
"That's what you said, not me." Zixia's face changed, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "Wow, it turns out that the night view of London is so beautiful."
He turned to look at his thick tiger back and said with a smile: "If anyone can carry me from here to Tower Bridge tonight, I will promise him anything..."
"Okay, don't go back on your word!" Before she could finish speaking, Hanzi picked her up and kissed her on the lips: "Okay?"
Zixia Pink Fist lightly hit his chest and said angrily: "No, I haven't finished talking yet, so you just cut it off and it won't count." From his eyes, she could already tell what he was like.
What is asked.
"Haha," Hanzi threw her on her back very lightly, picked up her two slender legs, looked back at her and said: "But to be honest, Zixia, don't say any conditions, as long as you are willing
Just carry you like this for an hour, a day, a month, or preferably a lifetime, and I will be satisfied and have nothing else to ask for."
"Really?" Zixia's arms stretched out, hugged his neck tightly, and whispered in his ear: "Then let's forget about the promise just now!"
Hanzi trembled all over, turned around, his eyes were filled with excitement. He hadn't felt his heartbeat speeding up for a long time, and whispered: "Zixia, are you telling the truth?"
Zixiafen blushed, shook her head, moved her mouth close to his ear, opened her mouth and gently bit his earlobe with her teeth, and whispered: "I promise you whatever I say, I just promise you, I
I want to give myself to you tonight and be your wife for one night."
After saying that, her pink face was already burning like fire, and she fell on his back, not daring to say anything anymore.
However, Hanzi didn't feel any joy after hearing this. He sighed softly in his heart, but smiled and said, "Let's talk about it tonight."
The beauty invites him, but he can't bear the beauty's kindness. His heart is pounding. Whose heart is hurting?
"What a beautiful Tower Bridge. I've only seen it in movies before, but I didn't expect it to be even more spectacular when I saw it with my own eyes." Zixia exclaimed.
At this time, a large ship happened to pass under the Tower Bridge of London. The entire Tower Bridge deck was lifted apart in a figure-eight shape, and the Tower Bridge slowly opened. The spectacle was indeed very spectacular.
Hanzi hugged her gently from behind, smelled her lightly fragrant hair, looked at the slowly opening Tower Bridge, and said meaningfully: "Yes, it is very spectacular. I just don't know, Zi
When will Xia's heart be open to someone like London's Tower Bridge?"
How could Zixia not understand the meaning behind his words? But could she agree to him?
She turned around suddenly, threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly, two drops of clear tears fell silently, and she didn't speak for a long time.
The two hearts seem to be stuck together, and yet they seem to be getting farther and farther apart...
"Hanzi, please give Zixia some more time, okay?" It seemed like thousands of years had passed before she gently climbed up from his arms, with tears on her cheeks still wet.
In the pear blossom rain just now, she didn't move Hanzi at all, she just hugged him tightly with all her strength, as if she wanted to integrate herself into the deepest part of his body and mind in this way, for a long, long time.
"I can wait, don't say some time, even if I wait for hundreds of billions of years, I will still wait for you, my Zixia!" Hanzi affectionately kissed away the tears on her face with his hot lips, softly
