He stared at the duck's slender neck and wondered what it would be like to carry it by hand.
"Mr. Aguang, don't worry, this is my friend."
A penguin wearing a cultural shirt swayed over, its right fin still hooked on the wine glass.
Zhou Jinru was more curious about how the emperor grabbed the wine glass than the chattering duck. However, his thoughts did not last long. He saw the emperor flicking his short fin from a long distance away, and the wine glass drew a beautiful line in the air. The arc fell directly on the top of the duck's head and pinned its head inside.
"What happened? Why is it dark? Is there a power outage?"
The drunk duck didn't notice that he was being attacked. It shook its head and a dull sound continued to come from under the wine glass.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The emperor let out a rough laugh, spread his fins, and staggered away.
Mr. Duck took off his wine glass helmet with difficulty: "I heard your voice! Old Penguin! You bastard!"
It jumped down from its seat, flapped its wings, spread its feet, and ran away.
Zhou Jinru looked at such a dramatic scene and subconsciously poked the capable angel next to him with his elbow: "Aneng, has your boss always been like this?"
"Yeah, is there a problem?"
Zhou Jinru shook his head and slowly gave a thumbs up.
This farce only lasted a short time. Zhou Jinru, who had regained his peace, did not stay where he was. He was afraid that the duck would come back and sell it like crazy. He was even more afraid that someone who couldn't help but grab the duck and stuff it into the oven.
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"Have you always been so lively?"
The girl with long dark blue hair, Li Boli, sat next to her companion. Looking at the lively atmosphere at the dinner party, she couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
Yuan Shan put down the cup, wiped his mouth, and said nonchalantly: "This is only a small number of people. At that time, everyone gathered together and couldn't stop all night. If Dr. Kelsey hadn't forced the place to be cleared, we would have made a scene. It’s dawn.”
"So that's it."
Li Boli girl responded, and suddenly found the tall and thin man sitting in the middle of the crowd looking at her. She stood up, lifted up her skirt and saluted.
That person should be the boss of Yuanshan. He is really young and looks to be the same age as her.
"Well."
Xingji seemed to think of something, his face turned red, and he hurriedly lowered his head to hide his face.
Yuan Shan was surprised when he saw his companion doing this: "What did you do?"
"No, I just remembered that in the sitcom, your boss comes to tell fortunes, and I close the door immediately after collecting the money..."
Speaking of divination, Yuanshan became more interested: "What result did you get from divination?"
"The results of the divination are good, but the middle part is very blurry. It may be because I can't communicate with the stars in the sitcom. All the divination about him has lost its specific direction."
"It turns out you are in the same situation."
Yuanshan muttered, but Xingji didn't hear anything.
She still persuaded him: "You don't have to be afraid. The doctor is quite gentle now and has no harsh attitude at all."
"I know, but the result of that divination still scares me."
Xingji noticed that the tall and thin man had shifted his gaze, and then he dared to raise his lowered head, but his eyes were still very nervous, fearing that the other party would look over again.
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Zhou Jinru walked around the dinner venue for a few steps and first saw Xingji and Yuanshan. The former was a little nervous and seemed to be afraid of him.
"Am I that terrible?"
Zhou Jinru turned his face. He didn't want to leave a bad impression on a potential operator who wanted to join Rhode Island. He looked towards Shuangye. The little fox was operating the refrigeration machine with the white rabbit, and seemed to be planning to make desserts on the spot. .
This is an attempt to test the acceptance of the integration movement by Rhode Island operators. Although Rhode Island has lost a considerable number of powerful operators due to the integration movement at some time in the past, it is no longer black and white. Hostile state.
"Sir Chen's mood is a bit fluctuating. It seems that she is still not used to the integration movement nearby. Sir Xing has no idea. This is a good thing. Her presence is enough to soothe Chen's restless mood."
Zhou Jinru didn't bother them. Some things needed room to grow.
"Doctor, drinking alone is boring."
Tianhuo took off the bright red coat and wore a tight-fitting vest underneath. The tight fabric held up her sizable breasts.
Zhou Jinru glanced at the cup in his hand. The milky white liquid was swaying gently. He didn't drink, so he usually had drinks instead at parties. If there was no drink, he would choose milk.
"Tianhuo, I need to make it clear that I don't drink alcohol."
"That's a good thing."
Tianhuo put away her hazy drunken eyes, she had the Origin Stone skill to raise the temperature, and this little alcoholic drink couldn't do anything to her.
"Doctor is so rude. He has no idea of taking over the line. He is usually a very dull person?"
The corners of Zhou Jinru's mouth turned up slightly: "If you just plan to talk to me about drinking, I suggest you go to the emperor, who will be happy to share some personal experiences."
"Hmph, I knew it."
At this time, Tianhuo did not have a staff in his hand, but the soft hum he made was like a magic missile that landed silently in Zhou Jinru's heart.
He calmed down and asked casually: "I remember that when you came to Londinium, you went with Yin Hui and Aiya Fala. You came to me today. What did Yin Hui and Aiya Fala think?"
Even though he had already met Silver Gray at Duke Edward's private party, he still didn't dare to gamble on the odds, and Skyfire showed up alone, not only to check whether he was really back, but also to create a fog.
"Coming to see you first is my personal idea and has nothing to do with them. You have already met Mr. Silver Gray. His meaning is very clear. Since you have an agreement, you should abide by it.
"As for Miss Eyjafala, she is in some trouble and cannot be seen in public for the time being."
Zhou Jinru took a sip of milk: "What's the trouble?"
"Ha, you really care about her more than me."
Tianhuo pretended to be angry and turned her face away from him.
"Tianhuo, isn't this the time to talk about this?"
Zhou Jinru rubbed his brows, not expecting Tianhuo to raise issues on these issues.
Seeing this, Tianhuo sighed: "Miss Eyjafala is currently staying with Mr. Silver Gray. In Londinium, neither I nor the King's Staff have the ability to protect her. Only Mr. Silver Gray has the ability to eliminate the danger."
"Danger?"
It seems that the path they have taken is not smooth. To make the arrogant Tianhuo admit that he is unable to protect the lamb, their enemy must have extraordinary status and strength.
"Oh, now is not the time to talk about this. As long as you know that Miss Eyjafala is very safe, her body needs to recuperate, and Mr. Silver Gray can just take care of this. As for how to communicate between you..."
Tianhuo looked Zhou Jinru up and down with a slightly strange look: "Just use the previous method."
The previous method?
Playing chess?
Zhou Jinru had a toothache. He said he must see Yin Hui, but when Yin Hui actually appeared near him, he began to feel uneasy.
The good news is that Silver Gray can't show up yet. The bad news is that Chuxue is following Dupin's team and it will take two days to reach Londinium, and Chuxue's card is not very easy to use.
In order to find something for the saint to do, Zhou Jinru opened Pandora's box unconsciously. Now Chuxue has degenerated from a saint into a homebody. She rests most of the time, is often active late at night, and from time to time. Come up with a plot that's enough to make the girls of Rhode Island scream.
What should he do? If Yin Hui knew what his saint had become like now, would he draw out his rapier in anger and slap him with a real silver chop in his face?
"Let's talk about Eyjafala. What happened to her?"
Tianhuo did not continue the topic. She walked gracefully on the catwalk and raised her beautiful face: "Doctor, now is not the time to talk about work. We can change the time, such as tonight, such as in my room, what do you think?"
"No time, see you later."
Zhou Jinru didn't answer her words at all. Tianhuo was not that kind of person at all. She had set many traps, and all Zhou Jinru had to do was not to touch them.
Only by following your inner choices can you live a long life.
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"It's already done. You learn so fast. I have nothing left to teach you."
Shuangye looked at the ice cream made by Shuangxing in amazement, feeling that she was ready to start.
Shuangxing shook his head slowly: "If I weren't here, I wouldn't be able to find the joy of making cold drinks at all. I obviously liked it when I was a child, but even if I see it now, I won't think much about it."
The little fox was stunned for two seconds and realized that the white rabbit in front of him was actually over twenty-five years old and was a big girl.
"Happiness has no distinction between age and gender."
Zhou Jinru's voice came. He was standing behind the two of them, still holding a half glass of milk in his hand.
Froststar ignored him.
"I also loved eating these cold drinks when I was a kid, especially in the hot summer. Opening a bag of crushed ice was a joy. Unfortunately, by the time I was able to act independently, I could no longer regain the original happiness."
Zhou Jinru walked up to White Rabbit. She no longer wore the uniform of Integrated Sports, but had changed into sportswear that was easy to move around. She looked quite cool.
He raised the glass, treating it as a glass of wine, and whispered, "Have fun."
After saying that, he turned around and left without saying another half word. No matter whether Shuangxing had any intention of integrating here or not, he couldn't act too deliberately. For a person with a keen perception like Shuangxing, saying one more word wouldn't matter. It is possible for the ending to be tragic.
"You doctor, you are really a strange person."
Shuangxing watched Zhou Jinru leave and couldn't help but sigh.
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There was constant laughter and laughter outside the door. The blonde girl sitting alone at the desk was not envious. She was focused on her own world until there was a soft knock on the door behind her.
"Is it Breeze? Remember to help me deliver this letter. As usual, be careful on the road."
The blonde girl handed a letter behind her that was placed next to the desk, but no one came to pick it up for a long time.
She turned around and saw a certain person leaning against the door of the room with a weird smile on his face.
"You should have told me first."
The man shook his head and magically pulled out a plate of delicious and beautiful food from behind, including pieces of meat, vegetables, and pasta to fill his stomach.
"If I asked you to open the door at the door, would you kick me out?"
"meeting."
The blonde girl said firmly, took the food plate from the man's hand, grabbed the knife and fork and cut out a piece of meat with sauce.
The thin blade of the knife cut across the tender piece of meat, and the mellow juice flowed along the blade and onto the plate. The girl's eyes were shining, she picked up a piece and stuffed it into her mouth and chewed slowly. Her dining movements were impeccable and elegant. Lose speed and enjoy the food at your own pace.
"Today is a special situation. I'm sorry. If I have a chance, I will treat you to a nice meal."
The lion's hair was not tied up at this time, and his golden hair was scattered on his shoulders. It was not as smooth as others, and was scattered unruly one by one.
"I was wondering if you Aslan are all like this, and His Highness the Prince has the same hairstyle. I guess he must have put a lot of hairspray on to make his hair obedient."
"You want to say that in a few years, all his hair will be gone?"
The lion refused to put down his knife and fork, and refused to give up chatting. Zhou Jinru had no choice but to slow down his pace, and the two chatted casually.
After swallowing the last mouthful of food and drinking the last mouthful of soup, the lion put down the tableware with satisfaction and slowly wiped his mouth.
"Sleep here tonight."
Zhou Jinru was about to clear the table when the lion's words stopped him abruptly.
"You know, I won't do anything, and I won't let you do anything."
The lion was still sitting there. She turned her chair and faced Zhou Jinru: "Me too, we will enter the sitcom tonight. Maybe we will make new discoveries."
"If I really want to know something, I should read historical documents. The Child Labor Abolition Act two hundred years ago was a far-reaching political event. The Victorians never mind showing their power and advancement to the people of Terra. .”
Zhou Jinru was holding the plate and was about to leave when Wei Na suddenly reached out to grab his tie and hooked her left hand around his neck. Then, a lingering passionate kiss exhausted the air in their lungs.
"You're not the only one doing this."
The lion licked his lips, his eyes full of provocation.
Zhou Jinru pondered for a few seconds: "It's a little sweet, a little salty, it tastes good, I should go get another plate."
At first, Wei Na didn't understand the meaning of sweet, salty and good taste. When she heard the second half of the sentence, her whole body became petrified and froze there.
The veins on the lion's forehead bulged little by little. He picked up the pillow at the head of the bed and threw it over. The man speeded up and stepped out, closing the door behind him. The belated pillow hit the door.
The penguin who happened to be walking by saw this scene and sighed: "Youth means vitality."
