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Chapter 811 He is full of the breath of a little ancestor

Xi Zuer had already expected that Xi Rubao and Gu Bingting would not kill Gu Shiyin for a while.

If the two juniors were easily beaten to death, the vest monster would have been in vain for years.

She took a sip of peach-flavored milk tea, and gently tapped her fingers. She sent a message on her phone watch to Bo Gucheng: "I tasted it. It's not as good as Xiaocheng'er."

Just as he savored the refreshing smell at the watch screen, Chen Long squeezed over from the crowd and stood behind Xi Zuer with his hands trembling: "Miss Xi, Master Bo is in trouble, please..."

For the sake of Master Bo, Chen Long, I am willing to ban you for another three years!

Before he could speak, his eyes hit the line of small words on Xi Zuer's watch screen.

——It’s not as good as the small town.

Chen Long's face turned red immediately!

Oh my god, I was thinking about begging my little ancestor if it was effective. Who knew that Mr. Bo had already moved Miss Xi with milk tea? Ms. Xi took the initiative to send messages to Mr. Bo?

Xi Zuer raised her head as if she was smiling and looked at Chen Long who was stunned: "He is fine. You can save your vow this time."

Chen Long was so embarrassed that he apologized and retreated.

He slipped outside with his tail between his legs and then quickly called Bo Gucheng.

The signal that had just been broken was finally connected smoothly. On the other end of the phone, Bo Gucheng's slightly hoarse but powerful voice came: "Say, what's the matter."

"Bo, Master Bo, aren't you in the pit?" Chen Long's tongue was knotted for a moment and said.

Bo Gucheng said angrily: "You're in a pit."

"No, cough cough, sir, I just heard that your landslide was collapsed... I thought Miss Xi might be able to help..."

"She's here."

Bo Gucheng's tone calmed down a little, and his thick thumb rubbed the line of small words he had just received on his phone, his heart full of the delicate aura of a little woman.

Little mouth is really good at speaking.

He stroked word by word.

Chen Long was stunned: Miss Xi has come?

Miss Xi clearly fainted just now. Has she been in her dream?

Why is everything related to Miss Xi so fantasy?

Many small question marks in his mind were hard to explain, but the only thing he could figure out was: Mr. Bo and Miss Xi have made up, and they won’t break up, and they are just mixing oil in their honey!

With an indescribable mood, Chen Long rushed back to the training base, and he couldn't close his mouth all the way.

I don't know why, I'm just happy!

I met Yinhu, who was wearing boxing gloves and fighting with a sandbag. Seeing him open his mouth and laughing silly, I couldn't help but ask him: "Long, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's just beautiful!"

Tiger: "…"

After a few seconds of silence, he whispered to Chen Long: "Long, be careful, Mr. Bo has just broken up with Miss Xi. It's not appropriate for you to be so happy all day long. Unless you can get back with Miss Gu, it's not too late for us to celebrate again."

Chen Long gave him a blank look: "Stop talking nonsense! I didn't know what to do..."

Halfway through his speech, he suddenly shut up and stared at Yinhu: "Even if I break up, it's not your turn to be the weirdo in your vest! Don't dream!"

Yinhu muttered, "Or, it's not a dream. They are indeed handsome and beautiful."

Chen Long snorted: "Haha, forget it, I'm at the competition site today, but I heard that she used the evil magic of Master Tarot to curse people. Such a woman is very ugly, and you are just blind to be a treasure!"

Yinhu was surprised: "Has she been caught?"

"That's not. It's suspended."
Chapter completed!
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