Hankou. Yu family villa.

Zhang Yong woke up in a daze and touched the softness.

Is it Yu Muge? Or her cousin?

I don’t want to distinguish. It’s best to be ignorant and understand.

Is she a real cousin? I doubt it. She is probably a beautiful girl that Yu Muge bought and then pretended to be a cousin.

Everyone knows that Zhang Yong is lustful and likes beautiful girls. Therefore, raising a few more beautiful girls will make him more useful when the occasion arises.

Of course Zhang Yong will not expose it. This is a virtue. Really.

In these troubled times, people are like duckweeds. Beauty is a disaster. The more beautiful a girl is, the more likely she is to cause disaster.

Only by following him, Zhang Yong, can you be safe. You will not be beaten or scolded. You will be cared for and your body will be free.

If they don't like him anymore and want to fly away, he won't stop them.

Good to get together and good to go. The old people are gone, but there are new people.

A girl cannot be eighteen forever. But there will always be eighteen-year-old girls...

"Crack!"

Slap yourself gently in the face.

It’s so scumbag. I can’t stand it anymore. I’m ashamed.

I'm really sorry for the commission's cultivation...

Huh? What happened to the appointment? What does it have to do with him?

Oh, that'll be fine.

Scumbag, scumbag...

He stretched out his hands to hug the beautiful woman next to him.

The other person curled up in his arms, as quiet as a little kitten.

Perhaps, only at this moment can she feel real safety. The safety brought by power and dominance.

Comfortable...

Every pore of the body exudes comfort.

I hope this wonderful thing will never end. This is the real life!

There were slight footsteps.

The radar map prompts that Yu Muge has arrived.

After a while, Yu Muge gently opened the door and came in. He placed breakfast on the coffee table.

The bedroom is large. It has a bed, a coffee table and a chaise longue.

European palace style decoration style.

After putting the breakfast away, Yu Muge came to the bedside and gently patted Zhang Yong on the shoulder.

Zhang Yong opened his eyes drowsily and looked at her without speaking.

"It's time to get up." She said softly, "At nine o'clock you will attend the closed-door discussion meeting of the ministers of the nine countries."

"Oh..." Zhang Yong lazily didn't want to get up.

He performed pretty well last night.

He doesn't seem so weak anymore.

Maybe the system is sympathetic and relaxed some of the weakening?

I just want to stay in bed.

Yu Muge bit her lips and whispered: "Get up, I will help you get dressed."

"No rush." ​​Zhang Yong felt that being late was not a big deal.

What kind of meeting of ministers from nine countries is all nonsense.

How can a war like this be easily ended through negotiation?

Unless one party is completely defeated.

For example, De 3.

For example, Japanese invaders.

Oh, there is also a French.

Having said that, the French surrendered is really a bit early!

In fact, the French's war potential has not begun to consume. I don't know how to surrender.

However, in terms of casualties, the French people are the least.

Many countries have almost gone a generation. Only the French are okay.

"No. Special explanation, be sure to attend on time." Yu Muge was a little anxious.

"You also take your seat to suppress me." Zhang Yongzhang got up.

"Sister Ziyu just reminded."

"she……"

Zhang Yong had to shut up.

The face of the paddy maiden still has to be given.

Although this paddy maiden is still thousands of miles. There is a radio!

Yu Muge also has a radio station. Commercial radio. It has been registered for the military unity. You can contact Song Ziyu directly.

Therefore, she and Yang Lichu, Du Yun, and Song Ziyu can actually group radio groups.

Although the cost of communication is a bit expensive. However, your radio station is casual.

"Yu Ruo, pull him up."

"OK."

The gentle and lovely cousin immediately turned into a strong.

The two women dragged him up. Then wearing clothes. Then washing her face, brushing her teeth.

Breakfast is ready. He eats if he wants to eat.

Of course, eat it.

Slowly grind the time.

However, in the end, it was nine o'clock and came to the Hankou public concession on time.

"Commissioner."

Lin Qianjun waited for a long time with a briefcase.

It is indeed a qualified secretary. The required information is ready.

"Everyone is there?"

"Minister He, Minister Gu, General Wen Bai has arrived."

"good."

Zhang Yong nodded.

Go forward. There are a lot of gendarmerie.

Haha. They are all acquaintances. They are all the former old subordinates.

"Specialist!"

"Specialist!"

The gendarmerie brushes the standing salute.

Zhang Yong nodded. Raise his hand and pay back.

Finally come to the front of a magnificent red house.

"please!"

The heavy door was pushed away.

Zhang Yong walked in slowly.

There are many people in it. There are a large conference table.

Many people's eyes fell on Zhang Yong's body. But Zhang Yong turned a blind eye. His eyes kept staring at a person.

who?
To be continued...