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Chapter 207: The person I love is not you.

After sending Zhao Huaiyuan away, Qin Shaobai simply explained a few words to Lin Captou, and then he took Xiaolan back to the Qin Mansion.

When I returned to the Qin Mansion, I saw Wan'er and Zhao Yue'er reciting poems there, but they stood there listening for a while and being intimate with the two children for a while.

Wan'er pestered him to tell him what happened in the government office these days. After talking for a while, he felt his head hurt terribly.

He quickly found an excuse and returned to his room.

Seeing that it was already late, thinking that Zhao Bai had to read the handover book every night, he braced himself, stood in front of the table, and started writing in the handover book.

However, before he had written a few lines, he actually felt that his upper and lower eyelids were being stuck together with all-purpose glue and could not be pulled open no matter how hard he pulled them.

In such a state, it is also impossible to write down one's thoughts in a prepared manner.

He simply put down his pen and lay on the bed, wanting to sleep for a while before getting up to write.

When Xiaolan came in with a cup of ginseng tea, she saw that he was already sleeping on the bed with his clothes on, snoring softly.

An hour later, Xiaolan settled her two children. She was worried that Qin Shaobai would fall ill from exhaustion, so she ran to Qin Shaobai's yard again.

The lights in the room were actually turned on.

Looking at the time, it should have passed Youshi, which means Zhao Bai came out.

Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, then knocked on the door.

"Little girl, you are here."

Zhao Bai opened the door and said calmly, then returned to the table and stared at the handover book in front of him, his eyes bright and not showing any signs of fatigue.

After looking at it for a while, Zhao Bai closed the handover notebook with a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

"Is your brother Qin very tired today? The handover book is really messy."

Xiaolan took a look at the handover book. It was indeed much simpler than the previous contents. The font was also a bit messy. Many places had been circled by Zhao Bai, and his opinions were written on the side.

She wanted to say that there were indeed a lot of things going on today and it was very upsetting, so Qin Shaobai went home and scribbled a few sentences in the handover notebook before going to sleep.

However, Zhao Bai's sword-shaped eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a huge Chinese character "Daochuan" appeared on his forehead.

Xiaolan could tell that he was very dissatisfied with Qin Shaobai's performance now.

"Little girl, you tell him my message tomorrow. If he doesn't want others to see his flaws, he must hold himself to my standards. Before he even gets there, he will be as tired as a dog. He is so depressed. If he is told that

If we go out, how can I, Zhao Bai, establish myself in Lin'an as the God of War?"

Xiaolan glanced at Zhao Bai and felt very disapproving.

It really hurts my back to stand and talk.

You must know that the energy in this body can only be awakened by your soul as the God of War at night, and because this energy has been completely occupied by you, there is very little power that can be given to Qin Shaobai during the day.

To be fair, Qin Shaobai has less vitality than anyone else during the day. It is already good to have the performance of an ordinary person. What's more, in the past few days, Qin Shaobai's performance has been remarkable for all to see.

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As I was thinking about it, I couldn't help but mumble.

Zhao Bai was already reading the handover book, and when he heard Xiaolan muttering, he actually laughed.

As soon as he turned around, he grabbed Xiaolan's chin, and with a slight force, he pulled Xiaolan in front of him.

Looking at each other, Xiaolan suddenly remembered that moment in the government office during the day. Suddenly, a sense of guilt surged into her heart. She could no longer bear that Zhao Bai's body was too far away from her, and she couldn't help but go to the government office.

He took a few steps back.

It's obviously the same body, but there hasn't been such a strong sense of difference before.

Zhao Bai naturally sensed Xiaolan's change and didn't say anything. The hand holding Xiaolan's chin did not relax, but the other hand had already wrapped its arms around Xiaolan's waist.

As long as he exerts a little more force, Xiaolan's entire body will be held in his arms.

Xiaolan became anxious, and with a strong effort, she managed to get out.

She stood firm, calmed her breathing, and then bowed slightly: "General Zhao, the person I love is not you, but Qin Shaobai. Please respect yourself, General Zhao."

Zhao Bai obviously didn't expect Xiaolan to break away from his arms, and he didn't expect Xiaolan to express her wishes so straightforwardly.

His face, which was still full of smiles, slowly turned cold, as if the rainy dusk was about to give Xiaolan a feeling of breathless oppression.

"Let's go." Zhao Bai looked at Xiaolan with a cold face for a long time before he said this.

When Xiaolan heard this, she immediately turned around, opened the door and ran out.

She really wants to stay away from Zhao Bai now.

She must clearly realize that Qin Shaobai and Zhao Bai are two completely different people.

"Little girl, where do you want to go?" Zhao Bai's voice has returned to normal, and he pulls Xiao Lan.

Xiaolan didn't want to look back at Zhao Bai at all, and whispered: "It's getting late, and General Zhao still has many things to think about, so Xiaolan can't disturb him here. So, Xiaolan should go back to his room first."

"That won't work, we still have things to do." Zhao Bai used both hands to twist Xiaolan's body.

Now, the distance between him and Xiaolan was only a few punches away, and he could hear Xiaolan's thumping heartbeat.

"Little girl, why can't I let you go?" Zhao Bai suddenly lowered his voice and murmured, and his cold eyes became soft and warm.


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