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Chapter 1908

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The time spent in school was a little too long, and the originally ample time to deliver the medicine suddenly became tight.

But she was already familiar with the streets and alleys of this city.

Luo Dance ran through the streets and alleys of the city with a carton of milk, delivering the medicine brewed by Long Xiruo to every patient who needed it today.

"Look at you, sweating … Come on, drink something first."

In the warehouse of the supermarket, a beautiful woman in her thirties brought a bottle of soy milk and wiped the sweat off the little butterfly monster's forehead.

But Luo Dance noticed a ring on her sister's left ring finger.

"Wow —!" Luo Dance let out a cry of surprise, "When did it happen?"

"Last week." The manager smiled happily, "It was not very peaceful at the time, so I didn't tell you. Originally, I wanted to postpone the date, but the one in my family said that since the date has already been set, it's not easy to change it.

"Then all the more you need to take your medicine properly!" The little butterfly demon smiled and said.

It was very difficult for a monster to get pregnant … In order to have a healthy baby in the future, the manager had started to take the medicine made by Sister Long three years ago, hoping to recuperate her body.

"You may have to change to another medicine later." The manager smiled.

Luo Dance was stunned subconsciously, and then her watery eyes widened like the epiphyllum under the lens of a high-speed camera, "Really?!"

The manager slowly smiled, grabbed the little butterfly's hand, and pressed it on her abdomen. "I only found out a few days ago. It should have been more accurate, but because of the restriction … But fortunately, I can feel that this little guy is very healthy."

"Wow!" Butterfly Monster seemed to have discovered a new world, "Little baby …"

"When will it be your turn?" The manager asked with a smile.

This seemed to be the common problem of the married race in the world … It was also called the concern of the married to the unmarried in the food chain.

"Hey hey hey …" Luo Dance scratched her head, blushing.

The Big Sister Manager also didn't want to tease this butterfly that was as white as a piece of white paper, so she changed the topic: "Today, the fruits and vegetables from the supermarket are very fresh. When you leave, take some back for Master Long to taste. Eating more fruits and vegetables can reduce liver heat."

Butterfly Monster showed a puzzled look.

"Lord Long must be very annoyed recently." The manager smiled, "Because of the Extraordinary Summit Meeting … I heard that some seniors of the monster race are blocking your door."

Butterfly Monster couldn't find any other expression except crying and laughing … But Sister Long's anger might not be because of this matter.

Who knew?

"I have work to do, you can go out later." At this time, the manager pointed to the door of the work passage and said, "Go outside and pick something. Just put it on my account. It's not medicine money. It's just a small token of my appreciation. Don't refuse it."

"OK!" Butterfly Monster nodded obediently.

Thinking that watermelons were on the market, it would be good to bring some back to Sister Long — Butterfly Monster soon came to the fruit and vegetable section of the supermarket.

But the problem was … she didn't seem to know how to choose delicious and sweet watermelons.

"This one, it should taste good."

"Oh, really …" Luo Dance turned back subconsciously, then widened her eyes and said with amazement, "You Ye Sister!!"

"Long time no see, Miss Dance."

Carrying a shopping basket, Miss Maid in a refreshing dress smiled at this time.

After a moment of astonishment, Butterfly Monster reacted and said subconsciously, "You Ye Sister are here, that means … that means, the boss is back!"

"Master, he has something to do today, so he went out." Miss Maid said softly.





The staff in the dessert shop were whispering … It was the kind of gossip that only girls would gossip about.

Customers' clothes, jewelry and so on … appearance.

They had all the things to talk about.

After all, one of them had big breasts, and one of them was noble enough to make others feel ashamed just by sitting there.

The desserts on the table were all Luo Dance's favorite — In fact, she would never resist anything with a sweet taste, whether it was artificial or natural. The strong internal organs of the monster race were enough for her to digest and expel those bad things.

If it was not forbidden, it would be more convenient.

For example, she could use her inner … monster power to force out something left in her body — and so on.

"So, Sister You Ye Sister and the boss just came back." Butterfly Monster suddenly realized, "No wonder."

"No wonder what?" Miss Maid who didn't touch the food on the table, simply picked up the black tea cup and asked curiously.

"No … nothing." Butterfly Monster smiled foolishly, then sucked the small spoon used to eat the cake, seeming to be absent-minded.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Sister You Ye Sister, you are so beautiful." Butterfly Monster said subconsciously.

As a maid, she might have heard countless praises from customers — but she liked to listen to this little Butterfly Monster at this time.

Because it was not a polite compliment.

"I bought a lot of ingredients today." Miss Maid said, "Miss Dance, would you like to have a meal together tonight? I think the master would like to see you at dinner."

"Okay …" She almost agreed without thinking, but soon shook her head, "I'm afraid not tonight … If it's so sudden, I don't know what Sister Long will do alone."

"Why?" Miss Maid said indifferently, "Miss Long is at least thousands of years old, can't she take care of herself?"

Maybe it was an auditory hallucination, but she felt that Sister You Ye Sister's tone slightly increased when she said 'thousands of years old'. Luo Dance hurriedly waved her hand at this time, "No, Sister Long is just, just a little busy recently. I can't help her much, but I want to try my best to make her life more convenient. "

"How lucky you are." Miss Maid smiled slightly, "Miss Long can meet you."

"It's also my luck to meet Sister Long." Butterfly Monster smiled, "It's also lucky to meet the boss, Sister You Ye Sister, and the uncles and aunts in this city … everyone."

"Won't it be too greedy?" Miss Maid said suddenly.

Luo Dance was stunned at first, then thought for a while, "I hope everyone can live happily. If it's too greedy, then I can only be greedy."

"If." Miss Maid narrowed her eyes, "Let's make an assumption … Let's say, if you make a choice between Miss Long and you, one of you will get happiness while the other will get pain, what will you choose?"

"Well …" Butterfly Monster thought for a while, "I don't know the answer, but it'll be better if this assumption is not valid."

"What kind of assumption?" Miss Maid asked curiously.

"That's to make it not valid." Butterfly Monster answered seriously.

It seemed to be unreasonable, or like … some kind of belief.

"That is to say, you still want both of you to get happiness, right?" Miss Maid said indifferently.

Butterfly Monster giggled, then scratched her head, "I seem to be too greedy."

"After all, you can only be greedy. Humans, monsters, anything alive, even … us. "Miss Maid smiled, then said softly," You've grown up. "

"Yes." Butterfly Monster answered softly.

"It's getting late." Miss Maid put down the teacup and said, "I should go back to prepare dinner for the master. Miss Dance, if you have a chance next time, you're welcome to visit our restaurant."

"Okay!" Luo Dance nodded, then looked at the table full of desserts, asking tentatively, "Can I pack … some for Sister Long?"

Miss Maid chuckled, turning her eyes, "Of course, but there's a condition, can you agree?"

The little butterfly couldn't help but blink, "What … condition?"





The venue of the summit meeting was the highest level conference hall in the city.

The layout of the venue had been started as soon as the document was issued — all the public officials in the city had been mobilized.

After all, this was a meeting for the whole world — it would be broadcasted to the world.

This was something that the whole human society was paying attention to, so the media from all over the world crowded the city airport for two weeks.

However, the venue was limited, so the interview seats provided for the media couldn't accommodate such a large number of media.

Therefore, the value of a pass for an interview in the venue could be imagined.

"Why is a third-rate gossip magazine like yours able to get an entry ticket? We're a local TV station! There must be some kind of dirty deal going on here! I'll definitely expose you, wait and see! Ren Dapao!! "

"Go ahead and write! If you have the ability, go ahead and write! If you dare to write, I'll dare to send people to follow you every day! Don't let me catch you having an affair, having an affair, or having sex! If I catch you once, I'll let the whole world know you! Bitch Zheng! "

"You, you, you dare to scold me!! You said it! You said it right!! "

"Hahahaha!"

Two women of about the same age suddenly started to scold each other in the parking lot outside the venue. They looked like they wouldn't give up until they fought for 300 rounds and then added extra time.

Li Zi, who was sitting in the trunk of the SUV, was eating egg pudding and watching this scene with interest.

At this time, Old Q, who was accompanying the driver, asked curiously, "That seems to be an exterior scene of the local TV station … Why, does she know the boss?"

Li Zi was watching with relish, so she didn't turn her head and said, "I heard that they knew each other when they were students. They are in the same major … and are sworn enemies."

But Meng Nan liked to look at Tyrant's Yellow Pictures. Old Q was silent for a moment before he frowned and said, "Actually, I also have the same question. Why is it that a third-rate gossip magazine like ours is able to get an entry ticket, and why is it that the local channel is?"

Li Zi finally turned her head. She pointed at herself and blinked, "If you ask me which restaurant has the best hot pot, I can tell you right away."

"… Forget it." Old Q shook his head and immediately got out of the car. He began to move the equipment from the car — It took a lot of time to set up and train these things in the venue.

"You wait, I will definitely write you to death!"

"Hahahaha!"

Auntie Ren came back triumphantly.

Li Zi just finished the egg in her hand and stood up, "Can we enter the venue now?"

Ren Ziling suddenly said, "You and Old Q take the equipment in first. I seem to see an acquaintance, so I will go and say hello. I will go and find you later. It won't be long."

Ren Ziling hurriedly ran out of the parking lot … Seeing this, Li Zi felt that Old Q was muscular and very strong, so she decided to eat a few more pudding before making a decision.

Old Q, "Me, a tool?"

Li Zi, "Yes!"



Outside the parking lot, in the temporary headquarters of a group of city police officers … Ren Ziling met the so-called acquaintance.

The police officer of the first brigade in the city, Police Officer Ma Houde.

"Why is a third-rate gossip magazine like yours able to get an entrance ticket?"

Auntie Ren seemed to have just heard the same question … Her anger probably hadn't subsided yet, so she reached out and pinched a chubby face, "Who are you looking down on! Old Ma! "

"No … I'm really curious." Officer Ma rubbed his cheeks at this time — even his wife, Mrs. Ma, couldn't bear to pinch his cheeks like this, "You said you can find connections, but I can't think of anyone you can find to give you this convenience … This is a national level, right?"

"You can't send me a fake admission ticket, right?" Ren Ziling said angrily, "If it's fake, can you people outside let me in?"

"Is it Ah Li?" Sir Ma thought at this time and said, "I heard that she later went to the security department … It seems that only she has this ability? Did you ask her to do it? "

"I don't have such a big influence to arrange a reporter from a third-rate magazine to enter the venue of this kind of meeting. Don't overestimate me, I'm just an ordinary civil servant like you."

At this time, a slim figure appeared in front of Sir Ma and Ren Ziling — she took off the sunglasses on her face and showed a smile, "Long time no see, both of you."

Ah Li, a woman who worked in the security department … A mature woman who once competed with Auntie Ren for a man.

"Who did you just call a third-rate reporter!"

Ah Li ignored at this time and went directly to Sir Ma, reaching out her hand, "Hello, Officer Ma, I'm one of the people in charge of the off-site logistics work this time. I want to talk to you about some work matters. Let's go over there, don't let miscellaneous people disturb us."

Sir Ma showed a panicked look: You two women made a grudge against me when you fought over a man, can you not find me?

"Old Ma!"

"Officer Ma?"

"I … I have a stomachache!" Sir Ma had to quickly cover his stomach. The acting skills that he had practiced for decades in the office suddenly burst out, "Oh, oh, oh, I can't, I, I, I'll find you later! See you later! "

He rushed out like a rocket.

Ah Li and Ren Ziling looked at each other. The former snorted contemptuously, while the latter disdainfully combed her hair that hadn't been washed for days. She only sprayed the no-wash spray on her hair before going out, then turned around and left.

Looking at Ren Ziling striding away like a meteor, Ah Li sighed and gradually frowned, muttering, "Who on earth has the ability to give you the admission ticket … Even I can't find out who it is."



It didn't matter who gave the admission ticket, as long as they had the admission ticket.

As the saying goes, the timid starve to death, and the bold bloat to death.

Auntie Ren admitted that she would be stuffed to death. But when she finally found Li Zi and Old Q in the inner court after spending some time, she still felt that she wasn't brave enough.

"You … you really didn't find the wrong place?"

"It should be …" Old Q stood at this time, shivering.

"It's actually in the first row …" Looking at the same row, those national media people cast doubtful gazes, Auntie Ren couldn't help but shiver at this time, "What the f * ck, how did our third-rate gossip magazine get in …"





"Well … I see, the child is pregnant." In front of the computer table, Long Xiruo was pressing the mouse with one hand and eating the afternoon tea packed by Little Butterfly with the other, and listening to what she saw and heard today.

"Yeah! It's really a happy thing. "

"Next time, if you're going to send medicine, send some to prevent miscarriage." Chellona's Shinryū nodded, "By the way, which shop did you buy these cakes, they taste good?"

"It's in the shopping mall near Tai Tan Club." Little Butterfly suddenly looked a little nervous, looking at Sister Long's movements, as if she was calculating something.

"Tai Tan Club?" Chellona's Shinryū was startled, "Why did you go there, the medicine delivery place should be quite far … Next time, don't buy things in that place, it's so expensive!"

"No, because I met an acquaintance on the way, so I chatted for a while." Little Butterfly asked again.

"Acquaintance?" Long Xiruo was about to put the last bite of cake into her mouth — — but it was already stuffed into her mouth.

As if to seize this moment, Little Butterfly quickly said at this time, "It's You Ye sister! This is the dessert she invited you to eat! "

Poof — —!

Chellona's Shinryū spat a mouthful of cake dregs onto the computer screen. Chellona's Evil Dragon stood directly on the chair at this time, "What did you say? You're only telling me now?! "

She quickly stretched out her fingers and scratched her throat.

Looking at Sister Long's embarrassed appearance, Little Butterfly couldn't help but think of a sentence: Why should a woman make things difficult for another woman?





— — "Conditions … What conditions?"

— — "When Miss Long takes the last bite, please tell her. Remember to tell her that this is my treat, a small gift."

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