Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"And then." Yan Ce responded, "And then set off riots as a rebel, what are you trying to do?"

"I didn't expect you to know."

A familiar cold voice sounded from the side.

Yan Ce was taken aback for a moment, then he reacted and greeted the indifferent woman with a sunny expression.

"Are you here to take me back? I won't go back for a while, because—"

White fingers directly pinched Yan Ce's ears.

"Bold, Shangguan, let me warn you, correcting the prince's ear is breaking the law...it hurts!" Before Yan Ce could say anything more, Shangguan's right hand had already twisted it 180 degrees with force.

"Wanted criminals don't need to emphasize the identity of the prince."

She grabbed Yan Ce's ear and pulled it aside, as if she was a little dissatisfied with Yan Ce's presumptuous reaction.

Yan Ce held her wrist, "Take it easy...shouldn't you get familiar with the job just now?"

She responded lightly, "I'm on vacation."

Yan Ce responded with a focus, "So, is this a battle of wits between the enthusiastic Miss Shangguan and the gangsters?"

"If you need an explanation, it can be understood in this way," the originally cold voice became a faint hesitation at this time, but it was concealed in the extremely strong order, and she ignored the vigilance of the assassins. Glaring, he sneered and said, "A different group of girls have been changed, this time between adults and minors? I can understand the feeling of a hungry person just getting out of the shackles and preparing for a full meal. But please at least don't show the idea of ​​the bed to a girl of this age."

Yan Ce said solemnly: "This is my most trusted subordinate. Even though they are all young, they should all be adults...well, and where are you going to lead me, Wang Ting will not go this way."

The woman brought her face closer, and her calm face looked a little gloomy under the shade of the tree, "Because you abused your personal power, which led to my short-term transfer. If you dare to be arrested and changed your title at will, maybe I don't need to explain it myself. Right, Yan Ce?"

"So it's a research institute. It's a good place to enter and leave after formal procedures."

The woman let go of her hand and Yan Ce walked into the back door of the research institute. The assassins exchanged glances and gave up the rescue operation, guarding the back door of the research institute to prevent others from entering.

Shangguan and Yan Ce walked into the hidden scientific research site. Since the young man was wanted, some less important positions were specially set up and handed over to Wang Ting's neutral party to go through the process of "depriving Yan Ce of the control of the Research Institute".

For example, the Environmental Protection Division...

Under the gaze of the new leader of the research institute, Shangguan led Yan Ce in.

Everyone knows that His Majesty the First Emperor didn't want to arrest Yan Ce on purpose, so he asked you to hide for two days, but you are so ostentatious, it's not good!

The corner of the new official's mouth twitched, "Master Shangguan... the person next to you seems familiar."

"My brother."

Miss Lingshi glanced at the official she hadn't seen before, and said calmly.

That's it...you're lying to a ghost.

The official was so respectful that he bent down ninety degrees, and said in a sad voice: "Can you show me the proof? This is a necessary procedure appointed by His Majesty, please don't make things difficult for me."

If you speak harshly, it seems to be begging for mercy. How dare you force me?Try one more sentence, and show you the sudden death on the spot!no sooner said than done.

Prince Yan Ce, the most ruthless cub in the entire Qin Kingdom, the leader of the darkest forces in all countries, and part-time job as the spiritual leader of the brainwashing team in the prison, what a mess!I beg you to leave quickly, or your official career will be over on the first day you take office.

Yan Ce squeezed her fingers, then shook his head, "Forget it."

The woman glanced at Yan Ce and said, "Proof?"

Holding the boy's face in both hands, his eyelashes swayed slightly, his indifferent face remained calm.

Standing on tiptoe slightly, she looked at the boy from a bird's-eye view, biting the boy's lips lightly with her teeth.

The opened eyes did not fluctuate, overlooking the familiar boy's face, watching his body's unconscious reaction.

Immediately, the slightly tingling lips touched together without any gap or wavering. The white fingers loosened and dropped, and then pressed down on the young man's shoulder and held on tightly.

The nails gradually dug into his skin.

They kissed forcefully, taking each other's breath softly and soothingly, but Yan Ce's response was very slow, perhaps because the tingling pain covered up the feeling of kissing.

The position that sticks together is loosened again.

Shangguan wiped his mouth calmly, and looked at the new official who asked for a certificate.

"Is this proof okay?"

Chapter 640 Seventh Evil Villain in History

The bright and clear moonlight sprinkled thousands of miles of silver light, and the noise, laughter, and suspicion disappeared in the clouds and smoke, leaving nothing but silence.

Listening to the verses echoing in their ears, everyone's eyes unconsciously turned to the boy who was playing with the empty wine glass.

Like a gem buried in the dust, hiding the luxury, Ms. Zhao Ke slightly opened her eyes wide. She was silent for a moment, lowered her eyes and held the pen, and wrote it all down.

……

The mountains never get too high, and the sea never gets too deep.

Zhougong spit and feed, and the world is home.

Under the vigorous writing and writing, my wrist is a little sore, and the countries have been slumped for decades, and no one with such talent and ambition has been seen. It can be called the decline of the country.

Which royal descendant is this, with a hidden heroic appearance...

After being shocked for a long time, she lowered her posture, bowed and bowed as a disciple, and said softly: "Excuse me, sir, how to name this poem."

"Short songs are OK."