Ximen Lang rubbed his red and swollen ears that had been pinched, and walked out of the interrogation room with a depressed expression. He cursed in his heart, Damn, who told you to be so mean-mouthed? Well, now, your ears must have been raped. However, on second thought, he thought it was Aunt Murong.
The white and tender fingers ravaged it, and I felt less angry!
After some relief, Murong Yun's inner anger completely disappeared. With a smile on her face, the nearly forty-year-old ambassador to the United States seemed to have turned into an innocent girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, following Ximen Lang out.
"Xiao Lang, if you have a chance, go to Los Angeles to see Aunt Murong. There are many young and beautiful girls in our embassy. Auntie will introduce a few to you then."
Ximen Langgu couldn't change his attitude and said, "I'm not interested in them either. If my aunt gives birth to a girl as beautiful as you, I'd have some ideas."
"You kid, do you need to be pinched again?" Murong Yun raised her delicate hands as if to demonstrate.
Ximen Lang was so frightened that he hurriedly dodged, as if he saw a savage beast. "Don't...Aunt Murong, please don't pinch my ears. You almost twisted them off just now."
Murong Yun smiled proudly, "Let's see if you still dare to talk nonsense in the future?" Then he asked ostentatiously: "Xiao Lang, how does it feel to be pinched? Does it feel good?"
"It's so uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable. Auntie, I will listen to you in the future and don't torture me anymore." Ximenlang secretly wondered, is it because you are used to pinching my dad, so you are doing this to me again?
on the body.
"Are you good?" Seeing that he had subdued this unruly boy, Murong Yun smiled like a flower.
The police chief came out of the office and led several subordinates to see him off in person, with a humble attitude. "King..." He was about to say His Majesty the Prince, but suddenly remembered the ambassador's instructions not to reveal the Prince's identity, so he quickly changed his words and said: "Mr. Ximen, Your Excellency the Ambassador,
I am once again sorry for this misunderstanding and hope you can forgive me."
Ximen Lang waved his hand with great style and said: "Okay, there is no need to mention the past. I also have a companion, the girl named Qilisa. Where is she now?"
The director quickly turned around and asked, "Where did you place that girl?"
A policeman replied: "The girl's statement has been recorded long ago, but she did not leave. She has been waiting for Mr. Ximen in the hall."
Murong Yun burst into laughter and said angrily: "You boy, you are as romantic as your father. You have only been in country M for a few days, and you already picked up a little girl?"
Ximenlang smiled and responded, "No way, they are just ordinary friends."
"Go to hell with your ordinary friend. I don't know you yet. I heard from your father that you had your first love when you were twelve years old. You are the best at seducing girls. What are you trying to quibble about?" The beautiful ambassador obviously didn't believe what he said.
Ximen Lang didn't care about his aunt's comments. It was no secret that he was well-known in the Kingdom of Haignan. He winked at his aunt mischievously and said with a smile, "Why do my dad tell you everything?"
His Majesty the King has a close relationship with the Ambassador, which has long been known to everyone in the embassy. Therefore, upon hearing this question, a group of embassy staff couldn't help but chuckle.
Murong Yun gave the brat a hard look. She dared to say such things in public. The brat coughed awkwardly, then changed the subject and said, "Xiao Lang, let's go see your girlfriend and let my aunt take a look."
What does she look like? If she can’t impress my aunt, then she’s not qualified to be your girlfriend?”
When Ximen Lang heard that Qilisa had been waiting for him, he was very moved. He had long wanted to run down to see her. He hurriedly said: "Aunt Murong, let's go quickly."
A group of people came to the hall downstairs. Ximen Lang glanced around and saw a lonely girl standing in the corner. She cheered in surprise when she saw him, and swooped over like a bird spreading its wings, hugging him tightly.
He hugged her tightly and said with tears in her eyes: "Simon, are you okay? I'm worried to death..."
A teardrop, as bright as a diamond, fell across the jade-white face, like a meteor falling down.
Qilisa cried with joy and sobbed: "As long as it's okay..."
Even Young Master Ximen, who was a prodigal son, was moved by this scene. He gently wiped the tears on her face with his fingers and said softly: "Qilisa, it's okay. Everything has passed. Don't cry.
Oh... Oops, you cried so ugly, you even rubbed your nose on me, get rid of it, and smile quickly?"
"Hate!"
Qilisa was finally made to laugh by him. Although there were still tears on her face, she regained the innocence of a girl. She said angrily: "Without the snot, you will talk nonsense, it's annoying!"
A pair of young children were flirting with each other, flirting and flirting, completely ignoring the group of embassy staff next to them.
Everyone secretly laughed in their hearts. It is true that just like an old man, there is a kind of son. His Majesty the King is a romantic person. Compared with this, His Majesty the Prince is even more talented and better than others. It is true that a tiger father has no dog son!
Ever since Daqilisha appeared, Murong Yun's eyes have been fixed on her, observing her appearance and figure carefully. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, she is indeed worthy of Zhang Xiaofeng's talent, her vision is unique, this girl is naturally beautiful, she is simply out of this world
The young lady's seedlings are impeccable.
Ximen Lang took Qilisa's hand and said, "Let me introduce to you. This is Aunt Murong. It was she who came all the way to force the police station to release me."
Qilisa looked over and saw that the other party was an authentic oriental beauty. She said gratefully: "Hello, Aunt Murong, thank you for saving Ximen."
Murong Yun held her other hand affectionately and said with a smile: "We are all a family, you are welcome. Qilisa, you are so beautiful, no wonder Xiaolang has tied his heart to you."
The other party's heartfelt compliment made Qilisa very happy. She smiled and said, "Aunt Murong, you are so beautiful. You are even better than the big stars in Hollywood."
Ximen Lang smiled and said, "Of course, Aunt Murong is a famous beauty."
Murong Yun said angrily: "You brat, he knows how to flatter you." Then he said to Qili Lisa: "Let me tell you, despite his harmless appearance, he is a good boy. In fact, he has a lot of bad intentions.
, if he dares to treat you badly in the future, just tell your aunt and I will help you deal with him then."
Qilisa hurriedly said: "No, Ximen is a very nice person and treats me well."
Murong Yun thought to herself, once you become the director, you will know what kind of person he is. I guess this boy is even more romantic and flirtatious than his father. It is impossible to say how much love debt he owes!
He didn't point it out at the moment, just smiled and said, "That's good. Auntie still has something to do, so I'll leave first. Let Xiaolang take you to Washington when you have time. I will treat you warmly."
Qilisa nodded, "Well, thank you, aunt."
A group of people walked out of the police station, and Murong Yun called Ximen Lang alone and told him to study hard in Xindil and not to live up to his parents' expectations. His level of care was no less than that of his biological aunt, which made Ximen Lang's heart warm.
Warm.
A group of staff from the embassy shook hands with Ximen Lang and said goodbye, then boarded the helicopter and left the Sindil area.
Qilisa watched the helicopter disappear into the sky. She felt that the boy beside her was really a mysterious figure. She asked in confusion: "Simon, what do your parents do? How do you know so many big shots?"
Ximenlang smiled and said: "They are just ordinary businessmen. Qilisa, don't think too much, let's go back." He turned around and shouted rudely: "Fat Director, please send someone to send us back.
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The fat director thought to himself, this kid is really disgusting, he doesn’t take me seriously, you jerk! However, since he knew the other party’s true identity, he understood that he couldn’t afford to offend him, so he could only obey the instructions obediently and order his subordinates to start shooting.
Take the young man and woman back in a police car.
The police car drove the two of them away, and the fat director breathed a sigh of relief. This little bastard was able to get rid of the plague. This little bastard caused so much trouble that I couldn't stop all night long. I was so tired!