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After walking a few kilometers, Tilapia's arm was freed from Della's murder weapon.

The familiar creek was once a holy bathing place for little maids.

More than once, I have seen different scenery.

Now that there is a bathroom, the scenery here has returned to nature and simplicity.

The wind blows through the stream, cooling the skin a bit.

The water was gurgling, and occasionally fish jumped out of the water.

Nuwa's handwriting, a perfect little world.

There are fewer maids coming here to bathe, and there are more weeds in the gaps between the pebbles.

In Tilapia's astonishment, Della, who had always been carefree, formed a seal with her hands.

A red barrier appears, isolating the two from the outside world.

The barrier is very simple, but it is enough to block sound and perception.

Smiling at Tilapia, Della explained: "The problem is something..., before you are unsure, the fewer people who know about it, the better."

"I'll let you read more books. Now that you've got it right, you can't find any adjectives and it's not embarrassing." Rolling his eyes, Tilapia was angry and scolded him.

The latter laughed and scratched the back of his head, going in his left ear and out his right ear, pretending not to hear anything.

He took Tilapia and sat down on a large pebble. The sunny smile on his face faded and he said in a rare serious tone: "Boss, will we go to war with angels in the future?"

He was still laughing at Della, but after hearing this, the smile on Tilapia's face suddenly faded, and he asked in a deep voice: "Who told you that we will go to war with angels in the future?"

"No one told me, I felt it myself." Ignoring Tilapia's cold face, Della twisted around and squeezed to sit next to him, resting her head on the familiar strong arm and murmured: "Once, twice.

..The so-called justice of angels has already affected you.

It's okay once or twice. If your sister-in-law is there, you will give the angel face.

But don't forget, this slave has been with you for nearly three thousand years.

Three thousand years, not to mention the roundworms in your stomach, but also some traces of certain tempers.

If the angel continues to monitor indiscriminately, the slave girl feels that sooner or later she will fall out with the angel.

Last time...cyc...sister-in-law's punch and the conversation..."

Feeling that the muscles of the arm she was leaning on were tense, Della shut up.

He raised his head and caught sight of the tilapia.

"Okay, I thought you were never smart, but I didn't expect you to see something."

"I can't stand it... Boss, who are you looking down on? This slave is a sniper.

Does the sniper understand? Sharp insight is essential." Sensing the relaxation of the muscles in her arms and knowing that the other party was not angry, Della immediately complained and complained for herself.

"Okay, I guess what you said makes sense.

In terms of insight, you are a qualified sniper." Shrugging, Tilapia rubbed Della's hair.

The latter shook his head in dissatisfaction, shook his big hands away from his head, and subconsciously arranged his hair.

"Tch, you still love beauty?" Tilapia complained.

Della curled her lips, "After all, I'm a beauty, so it's only reasonable to pay attention to your hair occasionally." She cursed in her heart, Della jumped off the cobblestone, stretched out her arms vigorously.

With one movement, her already impressive bust suddenly became tolerant of the world.

Tilapia raised his eyebrows and asked in a funny tone: "It's not that you want to talk to me.

Mysterious, you just want to ask me if I will go to war with angels?"

"Yes." She nodded in agreement, and Della explained: "If it is determined that there may be a war with angels in the future, I think I will have to develop some new tricks.

My sister-in-law, who has the basic abilities of the electromagnetic gun and the thunder fruit, knows that since I may become an enemy in the future, I have to come up with some big moves that can suppress the enemy.

The most important thing is that you have to watch your mouth from now on and don't tell your sister-in-law everything."

"This... Ah Zhui will probably be sad if he knows about it." Tilapia was ashamed and complained weakly.

He was not angry at all about Della treating Angel Chase as an imaginary enemy.

Angels can treat him as an enemy and be on guard and target him at every turn.

Her angel chases the subordinate angels to do the first grade of junior high school, and the maid group can naturally do the fifteenth grade.

Just because Angel Chase allows Angel to treat him as an imaginary enemy, his maid group is not allowed to treat Angel Chase as an imaginary enemy. It doesn't make sense.

"Well, to be honest, I prefer Liang Bing and Sister-in-law Reina to chasing after my sister-in-law.

As for pursuing my sister-in-law, I was quite moved when I first heard about the story between you and her, boss.

However, with the contact..., how can a woman not turn to her husband and wholeheartedly help her mother's family?

What's more, Angel is not really her mother's family, only half...after all, she is not her parents." As if she was careless, Della openly expressed her preferences.

Tilapia is silent.

Benevolence sees benevolence, and wisdom sees wisdom.

From the perspective of angels, angels pursue angels, insist on justice, and be worthy of their own race.

From the perspective of the maid, Angel Chase, as the wife and sister-in-law, is dedicated to helping Angel, restricting the master in every way, and eating everything in and out.

Even if you initially choose a master who has nothing for the sake of love.

With repeated restrictions and restrictions, in the maid's view, those so-called feelings have been exhausted.

Just because you got married, you can't help your mother's family to restrict your husband's family and prevent it from developing.

If any family encounters such a daughter-in-law, for the husband's family, haha... If I love you, I must restrict you in every way. The ancestral tomb is built in the crater of a volcano and may erupt at any time.

Not to mention, there is also Reina and Liang Bing for comparison.

Reina got along well with the little maid, and she accepted the little maid's gift with peace of mind. She generously gave hundreds of sets of high-tech armors as a return gift.

Although Liang Bing didn't send anything, she still bossed the little maid around, but that was because of her personality, but in fact she had no airs at all, let alone restricted Tilapia.

Reina is the Queen of the Sun, Liang Bing is the Queen of Demons, and Angel Chai is just the Holy Left Wing.

Three people, three different personalities, different identities, the little maid is not a fool, she can naturally tell who is more helpful to the maid group.

The two high-level civilized empresses and queens have never thought of dictating their masters. Why do you, an angel, chase a queen's deputy and restrict your husband's development everywhere?

Since you have the deepest feelings for your master, what you care about most is the so-called justice.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content that follows! On the contrary, I don’t care about the queen and my identity as queen, but the other two ladies who still firmly choose my master may care about my master more than you.

After a long silence, the tilapia waved.

When Della came closer, she pulled the person onto her lap and sat down.

"Della, tell me the truth, don't many of you like Ah Zhui?" Tilapia thought about it for a long time and finally asked in a hoarse voice, holding Dela's waist in his arms.

"It's not that I don't like it. What do you say about the person who chases my sister-in-law?" Della scratched her hair and said carelessly: "If you don't like to talk about justice and always want to instill your own ideas into others, it's actually not bad.

Just... I have tried to persuade you again and again, but the sisters really don't like it.

Others don't know, but maybe it's because of their personality. Anyway, Nunu, Beta, Yamato, Al, and even Jingzi, Hancock, prefer Reina and Liang Bing to their sisters-in-law.

Yuokui doesn't know, but Dong'er...may also like Sister-in-law Liang Bing."

"I understand." Tilapia smiled bitterly and hugged Della's arm a little tighter.

"Although I had guessed that you might not like Ah Chai, I didn't expect that her popularity among the maid group has reached this level.

None of the eldest ladies likes me."

After struggling to interrupt Tilapia, Della emphasized: "Boss, please don't misrepresent what I mean.

The slave girl meant that she liked the other two sisters-in-law more, but she didn’t say that she didn’t like pursuing the sister-in-law.

After all, she is the first lady I have met in Weimo, and the sisters still respect her very much."

"Respect!" Tilapia raised his eyebrows, and pulled Della's face with his free hand: "You might as well not explain, add unnecessary unnecessary trouble, and expose Ah Chai's popularity."
Chapter completed!