King's ability and strength, he knows, Chinese people may not know, they don't even know how terrible the people behind king, how many smuggling transportation lines, does he want to remind Xiaoyuan, let the armed police intervene?

Jack received the phone and looked through the French window. He saw Mu yuan twisting and humming while cooking in the open kitchen. He was in a rare good mood. Recently, he has always been in a low mood. Today, perhaps because of the holiday, he is in a good mood.

It's a taboo to intervene in disputes over the affairs of other countries. This is not an international dispute. It's not easy for an outsider to make suggestions. If so, in case something happens and causes trouble, who will give this pot? Unless it is an international affair in which the two countries participate together, it is certainly impossible for the anti drug police to deal with this matter alone at present. The armed police and special forces must be dispatched.

Otherwise, the whole army will be destroyed, and many people will not succeed.

Mu yuan cooked six dishes, two soups, a large bowl of cold noodles, and set a large table. Jack silently looked at the weight, enough for four people. Twoorthree of them are very bad sellers.

Mu yuan knows himself very well, "mistakes, mistakes, don't eat if it's not delicious, eat what you can eat."

So I specially did more.

"Is it delicious?" Mu yuan's eyes brightened.

Jack was speechless. "You can swallow it."

The taste is certainly not as good as that of a cook, or even a novice. Some are good and some are bad. For people who can eat rat meat raw, they can eat it if they can swallow it.

Mu yuan sat beside him, got him a spoonful of dessert and stuffed it into his mouth, "is it sweet?"

What I did, I said I could swallow it.

It must be delicious.

The correct answer is not right, but the bad comment.

Jack ate a mouthful of Matcha cake, suddenly took Mu yuan's arm with one hand, pulled him over, kissed his lips, and shared the cake with him.

Jack asked, "is it sweet?"

"Your mouth is sweeter than my cake!"

See, that's the standard answer!

Jack laughed and convinced Mu yuan when talking coquettish.

After eating the Christmas dinner sweetly, Jie Kela took Mu yuan out for a walk to eat. He hadn't come out for several days. There was an atmosphere of Christmas on the street. He didn't dare to go to the street, for fear of poisoning himself, so they walked to the river.

Without saying anything, Mu yuan took his hand and clasped his fingers. There was no hesitation and helplessness when he stood in front of the traffic light and was shy and hesitant to hold Jack's hand.

This time, it's fair and aboveboard. In love, all the abruptness of the lover is connived.

Jack let him lead him, Mu yuan's heart was sweet, "I really love Christmas."

"You're just Christmas, aren't you? It's new year's Eve?"

"From this year on, I will celebrate Christmas hahaha." Mu yuan pushed forward, "I accompany you every year."

"OK." Jack should come down in one bite.

"Did you agree?" Mu yuan was a little surprised and surprised.

"Why not?"

"I thought you had to think about it for at least a few minutes."

Jack smiled, and Mu yuan was even more aggressive. Anyway, he said, it's natural to get a few promises if he can get a few promises. "Then you spend New Year's Eve with me every year?"

"Good!"

"My birthday."

"Good!"

"Your birthday!"

"Good!"

Mu yuan almost floated up. This important day was coming, and he was simply happy. With a flash of inspiration, he suddenly asked, "how about I'm up there?"

"Not good!"

Mu yuan, "..."

Your sister, the routine failed!

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