The melodious mezzo-soprano sounded slowly, setting off a calm hurricane in the corridor, and the entire family area reverberated with majesty and solemnity.
At this moment, there was a deathly silence at the stairway on the fifth floor.
The Mongolian girl was in a strange posture, with her butt raised high and her hands frozen in mid-air.
Qiyan held the pen holder in her hand, her eyes fixed, thunder rolling from the sky!
Lin Zhaoxi and Mu Qingqing looked at each other.
Pan Xiaoli opened her mouth and blinked.
Even Leng Yue, who was the most steady and as light as snow, showed the most surprised look in her eyes.
"Mr. Zhuang. Need my help?"
"No, little boy, don't come down. I, I, have already reached the third floor..."
Zhuang Chihua's voice came with a slight gasp, which was a bit...indescribably weird.
As the lingering sound lingered, the weird gasping sound amplified, which was particularly heart-piercing. ap.
At the stairway on the fifth floor, everyone's eyes were quietly looking towards the middle platform from the fourth to fifth floors.
"Little boy, are you feeling better?"
"Thank you, Mr. Zhuang, for your concern. I'm much better."
"I brought you some...supplements...and sheep kidneys. Just came from southern Xinjiang..."
During the conversation, Zhuang Chihua's figure had already reached the fourth floor, and Zhuang Chihua's follow-up came from the chaotic breathing: "I went to crude oil. Especially, other things..."
"repair……"
"Little boy, why are you down?"
I received Zhuang Chihua on the middle platform from the fourth to fifth floors, and took the objects in Zhuang Chihua's hands with both hands.
"I can carry it. Go back to the house quickly."
"Why do you wear so little? What happened to your clothes? I bought you new ones."
Zhuang Chihua pushed me unceremoniously, exhaled like orchids, and rushed forward with dozens of large and small bags in his hands. He kept muttering: "I will go abroad for nine days. I just got off the boat." The plane is coming soon..."
level one!
Two levels!
Level three!
When she reached the fourth level, the empress finally realized something was wrong.
His footsteps were hovering in mid-air, his body was leaning on the railing, and he was looking flatly at the high boots of the Mongolian girl in front of him.
Slowly and gently, the empress slowly raised her jade head.
At that moment, the face of the housewife, who was still flushed and full of care, suddenly showed the majestic, dignified and dignified demeanor of a queen.
"Mr. Zhuang...Mr. Zhuang..."
The Mongolian girl who was standing on the stairs was staring blankly at Zhuang Chihua, her feet and legs were trembling, and her voice was shaking even more.
"Um?"
"Who are you……"
"Reporting to Mr. Zhuang, I am the Headquarters' Publicity...Department One, Bo, Bosqin."
Zhuang Chihua stood there and looked at the Mongolian girl lightly, his breathing was a little heavy but naturally suppressed.
He responded to the big Mongolian girl with a soft hum, and looked back lightly in the blink of an eye with his smart and sharp eyes: "Little boy. Is there a visitor at home?"
In his peripheral vision, Zhuang Chihua had already spotted Lin Zhaoxi and Mu Qingqing who were very close at hand.
"Yes, Mr. Zhuang."
I stepped forward holding on to the railing and silently picked up the object in Zhuang Chihua's hand: "Sit at home."
"good!"
Zhuang Chihua responded to me generously, and extended his hand to shake hands with the Mongolian girl: "Bosqin. I have read your exclusive report. It is in-depth."
As if hearing the sound of nature, the Mongolian girl quickly caught Zhuang Chihua's right hand with both hands and descended four steps to the bottom of Zhuang Chihua: "Thank you, Mr. Zhuang, for the compliment."
"Keep up the good work. Little boy, Bosqin is your friend."
The Mongolian girl was excited and reported loudly: "Report to Mr. Zhuang. I came to interview my comrades from the Child Master. An exclusive interview at the headquarters last week..."
I nodded silently.
Zhuang Chihua hummed, and his eyes skipped over the Mongolian girl and landed on Lin Chaoxi and Mu Qingqing.
Long before Zhuang Chihua arrived, Lin Zhaoxi and Mu Qing
Qing was so shocked that he stood there at a loss. The moment they saw Zhuang Chihua, the two girls were so shocked that they were completely speechless.
"Hello, Mr. Zhuang. I am Lin Chaoxi from Kunlun Institute. I am the second seeded player in this comprehensive competition."
"Investment Management Center. Mu Qingqing reports to Mr. Zhuang. Hello Mr. Zhuang."
The two girls stood on the steps behind the Mongolian girl. They saluted Zhuang Chihua respectfully and timidly. The report immediately followed.
"Let's deliver the loot to No. 444."
Zhuang Chihua nodded casually and glanced at me casually: "Little boy, do you have time to treat Yu Yi's aphasia today?"
I naturally understood the meaning of Zhuang Chihua's words and nodded silently: "I was delayed a few days ago, but today is no problem."
"How much have you recovered from your injuries? Are there any problems?"
"It's almost gone."
"Then you can show Yu Yi. He has made great progress recently."
"yes!"
During the question and answer, the onlookers finally showed signs of enlightenment.
"Go. Go and carry things for the teacher. He will see a doctor later."
"yes!"
"Mr. Zhuang. Leave your things to me."
"I'll get it."
"I'll get it too."
Several girls stepped forward, shouting and grabbing the gifts in Zhuang Chihua's hands, and surrounded Zhuang Chihua as he walked up.
Just as he was walking up to the fifth floor, Zhuang Chihua thought of something and turned around: "Little boy..."
The next second, two completely different female voices came out in succession, making Zhuang Chihua shake involuntarily.
"Hello, Mr. Zhuang!"
"Hello, Mr. Zhuang!"
Due to the angle of view, Zhuang Chihua did not see Leng Yue and Pan Xiaoli.
When the two girls hiding in the aisle fell into Zhuang Chihua's eyes, Zhuang Chihua had a look of disbelief on his face.
"Report to Mr. Zhuang. I signed a declaration of war with comrade No. 444. I lost. I will clean up the housework for comrade No. 444."
"Report to Mr. Zhuang. I came to see comrade No. 444 for the final round of competition. I want to win the Special Forces of the Divine Bureau."
"Yes. I understand. What a coincidence today. Several seed players from the headquarters are gathered together."
The Mongolian girl giggled and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes. Such a coincidence. What a coincidence. What a coincidence. Mr. Zhuang, you are right. What a coincidence."
Smiling, the Mongolian girl's eyes bulged and her facial muscles kept twitching. Worse than crying.
"You beauties, each one is prettier than the other. I'm even jealous."
One sentence brings you closer to all girls. Zhuang Chihua seemed like the heroine here, and said calmly: "You all stay and eat. Later, the children will teach you to practice your voice, and you two will tell me about the battle of picking up leaks."
