Although it is in a Western community in Donghai West District, the "Empire Dream" stretch luxury car parked here still makes passers-by frequently look back.
There were just a few armed vehicles in front and behind, painted with white wings, which was the organizational emblem of the Freedom Force.
Moreover, the armed vehicles not only had a heavy machine gun mounted on the rear of an open-top jeep, but there even seemed to be a small mortar hidden in the hood of the truck.
Since no one dared to get close, they could only stare at it from a distance.
Most people have only seen its luxurious appearance in newspapers and magazines, this newly launched stretch luxury car from Nix Automotive.
It is an ultra-luxury brand that is one step above Knicks' original Snow Dragon series. It is based on the special car provided by Knicks Automotive for the royal family and is limited to 2,000 units worldwide.
At this time, Lu Ming was sitting in the extremely spacious back compartment.
In fact, originally this super luxury car could also provide car phone services, but Lu Ming did not allow the installation. It took up too much space, and the wireless communication equipment for sending and receiving was extremely bulky. Moreover, in Donghai, the car phone was only for trial operation, providing two channel, that is, at the same time, only two car phones in the entire Donghai metropolitan area can connect the call.
In terms of convenience of connection, it is not as good as thirty years ago. The earliest car phone prototypes were engineers with technical knowledge. They brought telephone equipment and stands, etc. If they wanted to make a call, they could stop the car and connect to two phone lines on the roadside.
However, except for the unsatisfactory car phone, this "Empire Dream" can be said to satisfy all the dreams of today's men for vehicles.
Needless to say, the styling is luxurious. The rear of the car is shaped like a rocket launch tube, which has a very sci-fi feel. It reminds Lu Ming of the Cadillac Golden Empire from the previous life and the same era, with a similar rear shape.
The rear compartment is like a movable luxury reception room, equipped with a small refrigerator, music turntable, etc. The long row of seats can be extended to become a sofa bed, and there is a thick glass baffle between the front cab and the front cab. As for the curtain, it is an extremely private private space, and no sound can be heard from the outside.
Pan Mila sat opposite Lu Ming. For the first time, this bright and confident girl looked a little worried. She put her hands nervously on her knees and lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.
This luxury car was parked next to the entrance of an alley. In the alley, on both sides of the gravel road, were several rows of two- and three-story Victorian-style buildings. This neighborhood was also a bit old and had a sense of history.
Pan Mila's mother currently rents there.
"It's okay, I'm here!" Lu Ming reached out and gently placed his hands on Pan Mira's nervously tangled hands.
"Well, thank you..." Pan Mila said softly.
Originally, Pan Mila said she didn't need Lu Ming to accompany her. After all, this man was too busy.
But Lu Ming still followed.
Unexpectedly, Jeff Stewart was really Pan Mila's father. However, Lu Ming did not let her and the two actually meet. After all, Jeff Stewart was involved in the murder case. At this time, he recognized his daughter, and his heart was so excited. Too many unnecessary factors.
Pan Mila was not ready to recognize her father either.
However, such a huge change made her feel that she would have to meet her mother no matter what.
Pan Mila let out a long breath, "Okay, I'm going!" She bent down and stood up, opened the door and got out of the car.
There were two black slave female bodyguards who followed immediately.
Lu Ming picked up the cigarette case on the coffee table next to him and wanted to light a cigarette. He thought about it and put it down again.
This case is a bit tricky, especially since it involves Pan Mila's father.
Think about it, did someone deliberately involve Pan Mila's father in it?
But the possibility is slim.
It makes no sense at all.
After thinking about it, Lu Ming picked up the file next to him and looked through it.
I don’t know how much time passed. Lu Ming raised his head. Outside the car window, he saw Pan Mila walking out of an alley with a Western woman in a sarong. She walked out of the alley and walked toward the person behind her car. The black business car walked away.
Lu Ming thought for a while, opened the door and got out of the car, wanting to greet him.
Seeing this, Pan Mila whispered something to the woman, then quickly came over, stopped Lu Ming, and said with some surprise: "You, do you really want to meet my mother?" Her eyes were red. , obviously just cried bitterly.
Lu Ming coughed and said, "Everyone is here. It would be rude if I didn't go to meet him. You can just introduce him as your boyfriend, right?"
Pan Mila lowered her head and bit her red lips: "I told my mother about you, saying that I was your little wife..."
Lu Ming almost choked, "Huh?!"
I coughed and just wanted to find an excuse to go back to my car. Isn't this nonsense?
Even if you say lover, Westerners may be able to accept it reluctantly. But the little wife is different. A lover can still fall in love with others freely, and can break up and marry a new love. This little wife is a gray area in the laws and regulations of the East China Sea involving the people of Zhongzhou. Some cases have recognized the existence of a specific abnormal relationship between husband and wife, and At the same time, the laws in Hong Kong were similar. There is a case in which a concubine and a concubine who had an affair were convicted of adultery.
Especially, you are the descendants of the Stuart nobles, and you will be the little wives of the people of Middle-earth.
When your mother sees me, why don't you hit me on the head with a spoon? This is also your family tradition, you always deal with Bisi like this.
"Courageous..." Pan Mila saw Lu Ming looking around and trying to shrink back. Don't you understand him? He couldn't help but curl his lips.
Lu Ming's old face heated up slightly, "I'm going to greet Aunt Sheng."
Actually, thinking about it, Pan Mila had the courage to tell her mother that if she ran away, she would indeed be a bit unmanly.
After taking two steps, I also noticed that the woman had already started looking at herself up and down, and said bravely: "Auntie, my name is Lu Qianxing."
Pan Mila knew the name Lu Ming, which naturally meant that she had become one of her most trusted people.
But even if Pan Mila's mother communicates with her, she would naturally use the name Qian Xing.
The black slave bodyguards and the like also walked away knowingly at this time.
Lu Ming was stared at by the old woman. For the first time, he lowered his head timidly, rubbing his nose and scratching his hair.
Not far away, Pan Mila watched, unable to help but laugh, and took two steps forward: "Mom, get in the car."
"Well..." The old woman turned around and suddenly turned back to Lu Ming and said: "I want to express my gratitude to you first. Thank you for taking care of Paula and her daughter. This is my gratitude to you. Today, I am also happy and very happy. I am happy, thank you for all this, so I shouldn’t talk to you about anything unpleasant. ...Well, I want to think about it carefully and talk to you in a few days. Do you have time? Listen Paula Say, are you busy?"
"Yes, yes... When you have time, think about the content of the conversation, I will be there soon..." Lu Ming was busy.
Seeing Pan Mila helping his mother get into the car, Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief and hurried back to his car.
It can be seen that Pan Mila's mother has suffered a lot over the years, and her face looks very old. However, you can vaguely see from her eyebrows that she was also a peerless beauty when she was young. Even if her daughter is better than her predecessor, the mother's face is not as good as hers. When it was at its peak, it was probably not much worse.
Moreover, coming from a noble family, she does understand things well. At least, she will not mention any complaints or incomprehensions on the happy day when she reunites with her daughter. She also made it very clear that she is only grateful to herself today.
Just as he was thinking about it, the car door was opened, and Pan Mila's beautiful figure got into the car.
Lu Ming was startled: "Aren't you going to accompany your mother?" This was to send Pan Mila's mother to Wendebao Club.
Pan Mila's mother, Bisi, who had rented a house for a long time and temporarily accommodated her, was also there waiting to see her grandmother. Although, she probably only saw this grandmother when she was just born and had no memory of it, but the little one also Looking forward to it.
"Let me tell you about my father. My mother and I asked about my father, but something happened to him and I didn't tell her to avoid worrying her."
Lu Ming nodded.
"Actually, I didn't find out anything, because my father had run away from home for two years. My mother was working as a laundry worker at that time. He couldn't accept it, so he beat and scolded my mother. They had to quarrel every day. Later, My father seemed to have a lot of gambling debts and just disappeared.”
Pan Mila sighed softly: "In my memory, he was majestic and graceful, no, that's not the case..." She glanced at Lu Ming: "I know I shouldn't inquire..."
Lu Ming waved his hand: "What's wrong? Why don't I tell you if there is news? I don't have much clue about your father yet. I'll wait for the results of the witness first, but don't worry, I intuitively , people are not killed by him, my intuition is usually very accurate."
"Ah, that's good..." Pan Mila breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Lu Ming with red eyes, "Thank you..."
"Thank you, you are not me..." Lu Ming smiled, and suddenly, looking at Pan Mila, his heart moved.
Pan Mila came to see her mother today, probably to reassure her mother. She was dressed extremely noble and beautiful, with a snow-white gauze skirt with layers of skirts that looked like clouds. She had a lady's bun hairstyle, and her long golden hair was tied into a beautiful bun. It looks even more elegant and wealthy, with a slender waist tightly bound, and the curve suddenly becomes astonishingly tall as it goes up. The huge body seems to be breaking free from the restraints, squeezing out a deep and wonderful ravine. Between the snow-white and alluring clavicle curves, there is a luxurious crystal dark blue The necklace and gemstones were shining brightly, making this beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes even more dazzling.
"Aren't you my... little wife..." Lu Ming's voice trembled slightly as he spoke. He stood up and sat next to Pan Mila, especially when he thought of the stunningly beautiful Western beauty in front of him facing her mother. The feeling of satisfaction in my heart after admitting that she is my concubine is even more indescribable.
Pan Mila heard something was wrong with Lu Ming's aura and didn't dare to look at Lu Ming's eyes. She blushed and lowered her head in silence.
Seeing that her eye circles were still slightly red, I saw a pitiful look on her face. Lu Ming gently reached out and held her slender waist. He couldn't help but kissed her tempting bright red lips filled with fragrance.
Pan Mila was startled. This was a car. There was someone in front of her. Although she couldn't hear or see..., she couldn't help it. This guy was rarely interested. She had no choice but to close her beautiful eyes gently. Her long eyelashes trembled and she responded carefully.
Suddenly, she let out a small exclamation, pushed Lu Ming away, stood up, and said in a panic, "Bizhu, sister Bizhu said, it won't work, I have to wait until you get well..."
He opened the curtain and knocked on the partition glass three times in a row, which meant parking.
Soon, the long luxury car slowly stopped, and Pan Mila quickly got out of the car and walked to the black business car behind as if running away.
Lu Ming watched this scene helplessly, took out a bottle of iced drink from the refrigerator, and took a few sips.
The throbbing and heat in my heart seemed to have dissipated a little.
No matter how much I eat, I can't seem to get enough of Pan Mila's bright red lips, let alone enjoy the enchanting feeling when she nibbles my lips.
He couldn't help it anymore, and climbed up to the towering tower. Although he was quickly pushed away by Pan Mila, it was just a short moment, but the feeling was simply...
I really don’t know what it will be like to live in Wushan.
But why is this guy so familiar with Bizhu?
Moreover, I feel that my current body is much better than before. It is probably a little weak among ordinary people. Why is my body not fully restored?
Ordinary otaku, what’s wrong? Don’t they have normal human rights as a couple?
What world is this?
He gritted his teeth and took a few more sips of the cold drink. The turmoil in his heart seemed to have diminished a lot.
He no longer wanted to go home and scold Bizhu. Moreover, when he was face to face with Bizhu, he seemed reluctant to scold her.
At some point, I didn't dare to scold her.
He picked up the phone on the side and only communicated with the front passenger, "We are not going to Wendebao. We will go directly back to the official hall."
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Thank you comrades for your rewards and votes these days, and continue to ask for all kinds of votes! In addition, the chapter in the book says that there is no need for regions. If you see it again, you will delete it directly without further notice. The previous representative from the south and the representative from the north have been deleted. I would like to inform you here to show courtesy. As a side note, the north in the book is not the north on the current map. You can tell by looking at Han Anni's mother's dialect. It's a hodgepodge. So, I think it's a bit cute to use the south and north in the book to describe the region, haha. As for the reality of the North and the South, no one can live without the other. Without the other, the national strength will not be as strong. Therefore, there is no point in attacking each other. Moreover, it was only overseas elements, separatists, etc. who started this rhythm on the Internet. As a result, it has become a trend. In the past, when I saw the regional party, I would say that joining the army was stupid or bad. But now, when I see the regional party, I feel numb and just feel bored. Although I like to talk about joining the army more lively, let's forget this boring argument. I hope everyone can speak seriously and praise joining the army seriously, hehe
