"Is driving under the influence of alcohol allowed in Japan?" Mo Qiuran looked at Sakura in surprise and was preparing to start the car in the driving seat.

"Sakura didn't drink." Yuan Zhisheng said, "to ensure our trip."

"It seems that I didn't see her at the banquet..." Mo Qiuran thoughtfully.

Yuan Zhisheng felt a thrill. Now he already had a certain understanding of Mo Qiuran. For example, if you start with "speaking" as the saying goes, some completely unexpected words will appear afterwards.

"I didn't expect you to exploit the working-class capitalist like this, Zhishengjun!"

Sure enough, Mo Qiuran stared at him, his tone filled with four points of righteous indignation, three points of hatred and three points of contempt.

Yuan Zhisheng: "..."

Putting aside the words, how did you say it so richly that it was like a fan-shaped chart?

"You can't see other girls like you and squeeze labor like this. Of course, as a capitalist, it seems to be a normal level to squeeze labor... but at least you have to give some sweetness, right? For example, holding hands from time to time, or having an appointment to go out for a street and have a meal..."

Mo Qiuran said in a nagging tone of his parents, who looked like parents who saw that their son Nian Fang was over 20 years old but had been mingling with a group of boys all day long, basically no women appeared around him. He seemed to be completely insulated from girls, so he was worried that it would cause problems in sexual orientation and that he could not hold his grandchildren in the future.

"Enough!" Yuan Zhisheng stopped, with a slight uncontrollable anger on his face, "You can joke about me, but you can't joke about Sakura!"

"I'm never joked! Well, I'll make such a little joke occasionally," Mo Qiuran first swears and then maybe thinks it's too arbitrary to say this, so he slightly modified it, "But what I'm telling the truth, you see, Ms. Ying didn't refute it!"

As soon as this sentence came out, Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but look at Sakura who was driving.

In fact, when Mo Qiuran first started talking about Yuan Zhisheng's labor force and other things, Ying was very angry and wanted to speak, but Mo Qiuran quickly continued to talk about those things... So Ying fell into a state of confusion in an instant, her brain was in a mess, thinking how could this be possible? I hid so well! How could it be discovered! This is absolutely impossible!

Fortunately, she didn't speak out, otherwise she would have been defined as the female version of Lu Mingfei in Mo Qiuran... The two of them were really comparable in terms of confidence in their acting skills and their actual class.

In short, after realizing that because of Mo Qiuran's words, Gen Zhisheng's eyes changed, Sakura became nervous immediately. As the assistant of the young master, although she usually does the job of an assistant, her own strength is definitely strong enough. It is not an exaggeration to be a top killer in the past, and she has the demeanor of "not changing her face when the mountain collapses."

Then, the killer who used to kill people like a mess was nervous and panicked because of a look. Even Sakura felt her blood rushing, and her face felt a hint of warmth, and a blush appeared on her face that seemed cold on her usual face, so the coldness also felt shy and quietly escaped.

Yuan Zhisheng, who saw this scene, was stunned for a moment.

He is wood but not a fool. He will never ask a crazy person, "You blush and bubble teapot". Only then can he ask at this time the words. Of course, there are also reasons why he doesn't know this meme...

"You blush and bubble teapot!" Mo Qiuran said at this time.

This sentence instantly broke the awkward and charming atmosphere in the car. Yuan Zhisheng coughed lightly and asked, "What does it mean to brew teapot?"

"I don't know either." Mo Qiuran replied decisively, "I just vaguely remember that I saw this joke somewhere, but the specific meaning is not very clear. Anyway, the meaning of my understanding is why I blushed. Is it because of the meaning of a word that is right... In this way, I suddenly thought of a philosophical question. If you understand the meaning of a word as one and use it like this, but the original meaning of that word is actually another meaning, how should I calculate it?"

Yuan Zhisheng felt a little surprised. Can this neuroticism even think of such a profound problem?

"I didn't expect you to think of such a profound understanding problem!" Finger, who had been stroking his stomach since he got in the car, finally spoke. He had a great time during the banquet, so that Inuyama Kazu had asked if he had any inconsiderable places when he was entertaining the specialist at the headquarters, such as not giving food to eat...

Mo Qiuran's answer is that he has bulimia and as long as he has something delicious, he will stuff it into his mouth regardless of everything, so he will be so cruel when he eats. However, there is no need to worry about him dying of it. As long as he eats enough, he will stop. After all, he is a person, not a pig. Although this metaphor does not sound very good, it is unexpectedly appropriate.

"You know, I am also a great teenager who is familiar with Ma Yuan. He has been the only one who has won the existence of the three good students for the rest of time!" Mo Qiuran said proudly.

"What are the three good students?" Finger wondered, "I don't seem to have heard of it. Is there any in Cassel College? Or is it that the principal set up for you specifically considering the psychological blow that may cause to other juniors after you participate in the same selection as ordinary students?"

"I'm not a beast," Mo Qiuran said, "Senior, I'll sue you for infringing on my right to reputation and then ask you to pay compensation?"

"Senior brother, I'm wrong!" Finger simply admitted his mistake.

Yuan Zhisheng, who was listening, chose to remain silent. He originally planned to obtain some useful information by listening to their communication, but now it seems...

So what the hell is this team leader admitting his mistake to the team members? The atmosphere in the team of the specialist team is so good? Can this guy who looks like a waste of foodies be the leader of the specialist team really be the only one who has a seniority?

Although the focus is on Mo Qiuran of the S-level, other people in the specialist team, Yuan Zhisheng and others dare not underestimate it. Those who can be with S-level can only be two or one useless? Anyone with a little brain won't think so, but now it seems... the other party seems to be disguised well, and even seamless?

Yuan Zhisheng was a little confused.

At this moment, Chu Zihang, who had never spoken since he got on the bus until now, spoke: "It's obvious that there is a car following us."

The car suddenly became quiet, Yuan Zhisheng became serious and said, "Sakura."

Ying coldly swept her eyes and turned her direction directly at the intersection: "I have not received any notice of the vehicle following protection for the time being, or it may be that she did not notify me of the secret protection."

"I'll ask." Yuan Zhisheng said.

"I heard this that it seems that an enemy is coming?" Mo Qiuran's eyes lit up.

"We can ensure your safety, so there is no need to worry." Yuan Zhisheng said with a stern face.
Chapter completed!