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1992 Living Law

A person may live a lifetime, either doing nothing, being famous for a hundred generations, or being infamy for ten thousand years, it is all a way of living.

Life is just a process for us. From the moment we are born, we are destined to be sad, and we are gradually rushing towards death like weeds. In this case, why not make the short life more exciting, just like fireworks that only fleetingly

, but full of splendor.

Ximen Lang definitely didn't want to live an ordinary life. He had thought that even if he couldn't leave his name in history, he would still be infamous.

Occupying the Golden Triangle area was just an accident for him. If the big drug lord Salin hadn't been too old to stir up trouble and dared to sit on his neck and shit, he would have never thought of invading this area. In fact,

What he wants to do now is to help the Light Army control YN as soon as possible.

With the great help of Ximen Lang, the Guangming Army currently occupies almost half of YN's territory. The two sides are engaged in a tug-of-war, resulting in huge casualties. Without the huge financial support he provided to the Guangming Army, this would have been impossible., maybe poor and poor.

The rebels must have been annihilated by the government troops long ago.

Ximen Lang's hatred for the YN government stems from the other party's greed and rogueness. Nanhai was originally the territory of Z country, but these guys actually used force to rob it. There are a total of fifty islands, and they currently occupy twenty-nine

There are so many, and Country Z only controls seven, which is unbearable for him.

Others can tolerate it, but he cannot. Based on this, he will carry out a strong blow to YN. After fully studying the strength of YN Navy, Ximen Lang feels that these guys cannot be underestimated. If he wants to win the battle, he must make adequate preparations. He must not

Act rashly.

Now that it is late autumn, Ximen Lang returned to the Kingdom of Hegna with some ideas. He met his parents, grandmother, mothers, brothers and sisters and many other relatives. He also met Wen Ziling and his daughter Jiaorui, who had longed for them day and night.

Zi Ling's figure is still so graceful. She has not become plump and plump because of becoming a mother. She does not look like a person with children at all. She is still a young and beautiful girl. Of course, it is not that there is no change at all. Her busty breasts

It has become bigger, and the innate charm has become more and more intense. Ximen Lang's heart is beating when he looks at it, and he secretly hopes that night will come soon.

Jiaorui is like a porcelain doll carved from pink and jade, fully inheriting her mother's beauty. Although she is still a baby, she has the style of a little beauty between her eyebrows. Especially when Ximen Lang teases her, this child always pouts and smiles. She is so cute.

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In the spacious and luxurious palace, a large family gathered here, and Jiaorui undoubtedly became the focus. Everyone was vying to hold this beloved little princess, tease her, and enjoy family happiness.

Queen Mother Zhu Xiujuan said with some regret: "It's a pity that Yucheng is not here. Otherwise, it would be more interesting for the two little guys to be together. And the child Xiaoyu, I haven't seen her for a long time. It's really weird."

Ximenlang smiled and said, "Grandma, don't worry, Xiaoyu is busy with work and won't be able to come back for the time being. She will bring Yucheng over during the Chinese New Year."

Zhu Xiujuan nodded, "Yes, Xiaoyu is the municipal police chief and must be busy with work. This child is really promising. It seems that we can only see the two of them during the Spring Festival."

Yang Siyu smiled and said: "Xiao Lang, when the Chinese New Year comes, bring all your girlfriends here. The palace will be lively by then."

Zhu Xiujuan said happily: "Okay, this is a good idea, Xiaolang, you have to work hard and try to get all your girlfriends pregnant and give me more great-grandchildren."

Ximen Lang said confidently: "No problem, grandma, please be rest assured, I promise to complete the task."

Queen Yue Feiyu glanced at her husband Zhang Xiaofeng and said, "It seems that Xiaolang has fully inherited His Majesty's style."

Zhang Xiaofeng said sarcastically: "This kid, he doesn't learn from the good ones, but he only learns this, which makes me mad."

Queen Yang Yuqing said with a smile: "This is called the upper beam being out of alignment and the lower beam being crooked. You, me, have married more than ten wives. Naturally, I have to learn from this."

Many queens giggled and kept teasing their husbands. The group made a fuss until about eight o'clock, and then they dispersed.

Queen Masako said: "Zi Ling, let Jiaorui sleep with me tonight."

Wen Ziling blushed and nodded, agreeing in a low voice, "Yes."

Queen Masako wrapped Jiaorui in a quilt, covered the child's head, and left accompanied by two maids.

There were only two people left in the hall, Ximen Lang and Wen Ziling. The former turned to look at his rosy-faced girlfriend, stepped forward to hold her soft body in his arms, and said softly: "Zi Ling, let's go rest."

Wen Ziling felt that her face was getting hot with fever, her heart was beating wildly, and she was actually a little nervous. She nodded lightly and let her boyfriend pick her up and walk into the bedroom.

Under the dark red light, Ximen Lang and Wen Ziling were undressing and undressing each other like newlyweds. The flawless body in his memory appeared in front of him, as warm as jade. His fingertips wandered on it, as if playing a piano, and the feeling was

Breathtakingly silky smooth.

"Zi Ling, you're really a lot bigger. I could hold it with one hand before, but now I can't." The boy said in surprise, as if Columbus discovered the New World.

Wen Ziling's face turned red all of a sudden, as if she was about to bleed, and she said coquettishly: "I hate it, why are you observing this? You're so embarrassed."

"Hehe, why are you two so shy? Baby, I'm here..."

A tender moan fills the room with spring light!

The next morning, Zhang Xiaofeng and his son Ximenlang were sitting on the sofa in the king's study. The latter solemnly said: "Dad, I want to ask you something."

Zhang Xiaofeng looked at his son's serious look and smiled inwardly. He is worthy of being the head of the Hua Clan. He speaks and acts with some style now. "What's the matter? Tell me?"

"I want you to help buy an aircraft carrier?"

"What did you say?" Zhang Xiaofeng looked surprised, "You brat, are you kidding me?"

"No, I'm not kidding. Russia has decommissioned aircraft carriers. I want to entrust you to buy one for me."

Zhang Xiaofeng frowned, "You're not joking, then you are just being fanciful. Do you know how much an aircraft carrier costs? Even if it is decommissioned, it costs at least four to five billion US dollars. Do you have that much money?"

Ximenlang smiled faintly and said lightly: "Dad, money is not a problem. Although your son is not a super rich man, he can still make a few billions of dollars, so don't worry. Now I am encountering difficulties.

Yes, can you buy it if you have money?"


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