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Chapter 63 Self-cultivation of firefighters

() As night falls, the high-speed train starts slowly. After leaving the station, the speed has already surged. After Wu Hong put away the simple luggage of the two, he sat down and met Fan Yunbing's beautiful and charming eyes.

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"Sister Bing, don't you plan to just keep looking at me during this three-hour journey?" Facing Fan Yunbing, Wu Hong remembered what Leng Qinglian said before leaving. So he deliberately used a relaxed tone.

, to say such boring words that don’t understand the style.

Fan Yunbing's eyes were still focused and serious, but she responded to Wu Hong's question in a timely manner: "Don't interrupt, I'm thinking about what kind of image route I should tailor-make for you so that it can more perfectly match my protagonist.

Complete this arduous mission."

"A difficult task? Sister Bing, is it as serious as you say? According to me, if you guys and girls break up and still invite each other when they get back together, isn't it unnecessary to take off your pants and fart? Oh, I'm sorry.

, That’s vulgar~" Wu Hong said with a smile.

Fan Yunbing withdrew her scrutinizing gaze, took out her iPad, and began to plan her itinerary while replying: "You guy, you have only been in love a few times, and now you have a swollen face and act as a love expert? What kind of curve between men and women?"

There are so many twists and turns, how can a few words of a monk cover them?"

Wu Hong said inexplicably: "What does the monk mean?"

"It's those boring monks who eat fast and chant Buddha. After eating and drinking, they think wildly, speculate about life, and say those superficial words that are specious. For example, donor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and there is no end! Or for example, Amitabha, if you had known now, why bother?

Back then~" Fan Yunbing clasped her hands together and explained vividly.

Wu Hong couldn't help but laugh, but couldn't find the words to refute.

Seeing that Wu Hong remained silent, Fan Yunbing crossed her legs, showing off a slim and attractive leg curve. She pointed at the iPad with her slender jade fingers, which looked really nice.

"Wu Hong, regarding this trip, we need to plan it carefully. First of all, I have to test you. Well, do you know the main tasks of this trip?" Fan Yunbing's tone unintentionally added a professional tone, Wu Hong

Although I feel in my heart that she is making a fuss out of a molehill, on the surface she is very cooperative and cooperative.

"Sister Bing, I understand. My mission this time is to act as a 'firefighter' and I will never leave your side."

Fan Yunbing clicked on her iPad, cast an approving look and said, "Firefighter? Jingpi, please tell me specifically about your scope of responsibilities as a firefighter."

Wu Hong thought for a moment and said slowly: "Put out all jealousy, anger, nest fire, misfire, and nameless fire in a timely and effective manner."

"Oh? It's interesting. Let's talk about it in detail." Fan Yunbing looked at Wu Hong more and more, so she simply put down her iPad and looked at him with slightly narrowed eyes.

Wu Hongkan talked eloquently: "The first is jealousy. I guess it is the most likely type of fire. For example, Zhou Wenxin is jealous when he sees you and I acting intimately. At this time, we have to behave more intimately.

Some, it would be better to piss that guy off to death. Another example is when you see that the bride of your ex-boyfriend Zhou Wenxin is more attractive than you..."

"Hey, stop, this situation will never happen! But what you said is very good, and I am very satisfied." Fan Yunbing hurriedly stopped Wu Hongdao, and then her face turned pale and she said seriously: "But the various things you just listed

In the process of planting the fire, there is still a very important kind of fire that must be put out.”

Wu Hong said in surprise: "Is this available? Please show me, Sister Bing." After saying that, he opened the mineral water and drank it.

"It's Yuhuo." Fan Yunbing said nonchalantly, Wu Hong was immediately startled and spit out a large amount of water. When he looked at Fan Yunbing again, he saw her face was serious for a few seconds, and finally laughed loudly and said:

"I saw you were scared, I was just joking~"

Wu Hong was very frightened. In his impression, Fan Yunbing belonged to the daring gold-collar clan, and she was the only one who dared to make such a scary joke in front of him. Now it seems that Leng Qinglian's warning beforehand was not without

Reasonable.

Then the two finally got back to business, and Fan Yunbing began to talk to Wu Hong about the detailed arrangements for tomorrow. Zhou Wenxin's wedding was scheduled to be held in the evening. Wu Hong thought that daytime was the time for free activities, but he didn't expect that Fan Yunbing had already made arrangements. Not only that,

Wu Hong will probably have to sacrifice his sleep tomorrow morning, and Fan Yunbing has already made a full schedule.

Based on the self-cultivation of a 'firefighter', Wu Hong silently accepted the arrangement. Remembering the last time he and Leng Qinglian went to a high-class party, he felt that Leng Qinglian was too cautious. Now compared with her, Fan Yunbing is simply...

Worse than that.

After listening to Fan Yunbing's rigorous and serious arrangements, Wu Hong couldn't help but sigh: "Sister Bing, you are so deliberate, but it is for a man who is about to marry another woman. Is it worth it?"

After that, Fan Yunbing fell into silence. Wu Hong also felt a little confused and bored, but after spending these days with Fan Yunbing, he had regarded her as a very good friend.

At this time, for the sake of psychological counseling for his friend, Wu Hong had to continue acting no matter how boring he felt. Because if this incident really became a problem in Fan Yunbing's heart, it would definitely not be something that Wu Hong could explain in just one or two sentences.

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It was precisely because of Wu Hong's idea that he unexpectedly gained a lot during his trip to Yanjing.

There was no conversation all the way. When the two arrived at the hotel they had booked in Yanjing, it was already past 11 o'clock at night. Wu Hong had a foundation in cultivation and did not feel tired, but Fan Yunbing looked tired. The two of them checked into

A business suite, in order to hide the public's eyes from the outside, has two rooms inside, which is more convenient.

The two of them had just said good night to each other, and after they went back to their rooms, their cell phones rang almost at the same time. Wu Hong received a call from Leng Qinglian, while Fan Yunbing was surprised to receive a call from Leng Xinmeng.

When Fan Yunbing hung up the phone with Leng Xinmeng, laughing and joking, she couldn't help but mutter to herself: "Qinglian really knows me well enough. When I looked at that boy Wu Hong in the afternoon, I was really fascinated by it.

Potential..."

After Yan Nan, Leng Qinglian and Leng Xinmeng each hung up the phone, they began to carefully compare the details on the phone. For example, how long it took for the two of them to establish a call after the phone rang, whether they could hear other voices on the phone, etc. Okay.

After comparison, Leng Qinglian finally confirmed that the two of them had gone back to their respective rooms and nothing unusual had happened, and then she felt relieved.

Leng Xinmeng said with a worried expression: "Sister, if we do this, Sister Bing will definitely guess it. Do you think it will be bad?"

"It's okay. If she is really my best friend, she should understand me."

In the hotel suite, Wu Hong was drowsily asleep in the room when he was suddenly awakened by a rapid knock on the door. When he listened carefully, he realized that it was Fan Yunbing's voice. So he rubbed his sleepy eyes and opened the door.

Fan Yunbing was wearing a silk suspender nightgown, which could not cover her proud sunshine at all. Like a woman having an affair, she rushed in like the wind, and then jumped onto Wu Hong's bed.
Chapter completed!
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