Zhan Wuyou was shocked when he received the news that he was selected by a major client. 

 

    "What's the list?" He broke his leg in his last life, and he had been recovering from the injury for most of the year, completely interrupting the task of the 'obfuscation' list. 

 

    An unusually low-pitched male voice came from the diamond stud earrings clasped in his earlobe, "Go to the 21st-ranked museum in France and steal an S-class collection-the mask of the Queen." 

 

A bit familiar. 

 

    The mask of the Queen... This name was very familiar, there was something that seemed to come out of memory, but because it was too long ago, it had enveloped by a layer that was called time. 

 

    "When will I do it?" Zhan Wuyou answered the phone while going to the toilet. 

 

    His body was still tired after a high fever. He sat lazily on the sink and looked at the scenery outside the courtyard through the small window. 

 

    A low-pitched male voice: "After two days, the collection will be transferred from the 21st-ranked museum to the third-ranked museum. It is recommended to do it on the road." 

 

    "What about the reward?" If the reward was too low, he would rather stay. Brushed his favor for Yan Qing. 

 

    "A wish." The low-pitched male voice finally brought some ups and downs, and no longer looked like a machine, he said smoothly, "The other party can satisfy you within the scope of his ability, and the customer is 'Zhong' " 

 

    'Zhong'? ! 

 

    Zhan Wuyou's eyes were sharp, and the tulle in his memory was finally blown away by the code name, and he remembered why he thought the order was familiar. 

 

    No one completed this ticket list in the last life, because Yan Qing took over the security system of this collection. 

 

    It had been many years since the Yan family started to clean up, and the violent powers of the chaotic period slowly had taken on the skin of civilization. In their hands, the security of pure human resources had became a product of a mixture of high technology and talents. 

 

    Thermal imaging, vibration alarms, pressure alarms, coupled with an electric shock wave once per minute, could be called a copper wall and iron arm. If it was just these, it wouldn't make people daunting. What was even more frightening was that the Yan family had its own method of training people, and everyone who came out of the Yan family was worth a lot of force.

 

    But 'Zhong', this mysterious man who was said to be one of the creators of 'confusion'. 

 

    After Ruan Baichun quit the confusion in the early years, she could still get mixed up. Half of it was due to the noble people she knew in the confusion. If this order could be used to hit the clock and cut off the noble person behind Ruan Baichun... 

 

    Zhan Wuyou squinted his eyes. The mode of operation of Yan Qing's faction had been thoroughly understood by him, and no one had such a good prerequisite like him. 

 

    Now that he thought about it, Yan Qing went to France in the last life because of this collection. 

 

    If... he could go to France with Yan Qing smoothly, the probability of success would definitely be much higher than others. 

 

    "I'll take it!" 

 

    Wealthy insurance begged! 

 

    "The order was successfully received." The low-pitched male voice announced the completion, and Zhan Wuyou hung up the phone. 

 

    Soon, a piece of information was transmitted to Zhan Wuyou's cloud. 

 

    He clicked on the smart bracelet on his hand and quickly read it, thinking that he had been in the toilet for five minutes, and that Yan Qing should be suspicious after such a long time, so he got up and pressed the toilet flush button, cleaned up, and went out. 

 

    Yan Qing in the room had changed the three-pieces suit. He was wearing loose casual clothes, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and flipping through a book in French. 

 

    If Yan Qing who wore three-pieces suits was a walking hormone, then Yan Qing who wore gold-rimmed glasses was an aphrodisiac in a scholar's skin. 

 

    No matter how you looked at it, Zhan Wuyou wanted to turn him on the bed all the time. 

 

    He endured the urge to push people onto the bed, walked over in small steps, and lay down at Yan Qing's feet. 

 

    Yan Qing kicked him with his toes, "Go back to bed." 

 

    "I'll stay with you for a while," Zhan Wuyou refused to move from his leg, and boldly leaned his head against his slender and powerful thighs. Looking up at the contents of the book, he said innocently, "You are so amazing, I can't understand it. What does it say?" 

 

    Yan Qingxin said, "Talk about Alexander and his ten male favorites."

 

    Zhan Wuyou: "Alexander can't do it." 

 

    "En?" Yan Qing didn't know where the kid came to the conclusion. 

 

    Zhan Wuyou said seriously, "Alexander is also an emperor, right?" 

 

    Yan Qing let out a soft snort from his nose. 

 

    "The emperor in our history, the Sangong and the Sixth Court, thousands of beauties. He has to visit them from time to time privately in a microservice and hook up a few outstanding Xiaojiabiyu back to the palace." Zhan Wuyou broke his finger to Yan Qing, "Where is Alexander? There are only ten," 

(sǎn gōng = day labor, xiǎo jiā bì yù = pretty daughter in a humble family)

 

    Zhan Wuyou shook his head and concluded, "He can't do it." 

 

    Yan Qing: "..." It was obviously false, but he felt that Zhan Wuyou's words were a bit interesting. 

 

    He hadn't opened meat before, he didn't know how good it was. 

(open meat = s*x for the first time)

 

    Now that Yan Qing understood a little bit, his heart would inevitably be a little itchy... 

 

    Zhan Wuyou's chuckled in his heart  as soon as he saw his expression. 

 

    With his casual words, Yan Qing seemed to take it seriously. 

 

    How could he tolerate this person going to someone else. 

 

    "Master," Zhan Wuyou immediately started acting like a demon. He wrapped around Yan Qing like a snake, "I feel better." 

 

    "When you are done, you will go back to your room." Yan Qing felt a bit dry, Zhan Wuyou was still sick, and he couldn't do it. 

 

    As for the person who was still obediently squatting at his feet, he had already squeezed himself into his arms, and his hands began to stroke his chest with restlessness. 

 

    The breath of the two people intertwined, and the atmosphere began to become restless. 

 

    Yan Qing frowned and endured it. 

 

    Zhan Wuyou didn't mean to constrain at all, and began to move his face between his neck. 

 

    "What are you messing about!" Yan Qing couldn't bear it anymore. He picked up the person and threw it back on the bed, and said impatiently, "Lie down if you don't feel well, and get out when you get better!"

 

    He, Yan Qing was a hooligan with a bottom line, and would never f*ck a patients. 

 

    Zhan Wuyou, who was unable to successfully fight, went to Hua Jinghe's room in the evening. 

 

    As the owner of the family, Yan Qing occupied the entire second floor. The guest room next to him was the only empty room on the second floor. Although its location was good, it was not conducive to what he was going to do behind him. 

 

    He needed an opportunity to successfully go to France with Yan Qing. 

 

    And the lover was too principled, being a patient was the biggest obstacle on his way to the bed. 

 

    Anyway, he couldn’t sleep, so he might as well move out to find a chance to join to France. 

 

    The opportunity Zhan Wuyou was looking for came quickly. 

 

    He saw Chen Zhen who came back from the hospital. 

 

    Chen Zhen was obviously also directed at Zhan Wuyou. 

 

    It was his handwriting to arrange people in the underground utility room. Unexpectedly, how long this person actually lived in Hua Jinghe's room, and drove the fool to the utility room. 

 

    "Zhan Wuyou." Chen Zhen didn't even knock at the door, and walked directly into the guest bedroom that originally belonged to Hua Jinghe. 

 

    Looking at Zhan Wuyou who was lying on the bed, he clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Somewhat capable." 

 

    Zhan Wuyou was lying on the bed with a sickly little poor personage, "I don't understand what you are talking about." 

 

    " Don't understand? I didn’t see you can get the top position." Chen Zhen's words were straightforward and harsh, "Thinking that you can save your life by catching Yan Ye?" 

 

    [The author has something to say]: Yan Qing: Lao Tzu is a principled hooligan. It's impossible to get a patient!

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