Invincible, Why Do I Need To Do It Myself

The feeling of powerlessness played by the interlocking tactics between the palms.

Despair that can never be defeated.

The King of Yellow Clothes is undoubtedly powerful, probably much stronger than Mr. W.

So when he regarded him as an enemy, Shelley felt it hard to breathe as long as he thought of making him an enemy.

But now

——If he is a friend...

——It’s an ally...

Shelley instantly understood how Winston Churchill felt after hearing about the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor.

——Furthermore, being strong is also a charm in itself.

Shelley felt it hard to breathe again.

In fact, the secretary of the regiment had been at the door, quietly monitoring Shelley. She was a little worried that she would be discovered and ruin Masha's plan.

However, it seems that there is no need to worry about this.

——That woman is in a state of very low IQ now.

——Is this also in your expectation, Masha?

——No, you must have expected it, right?

As the person who watched Ma Sha's "stage play" throughout, Fang Qiuyi was very shocked.

She could see that the last scene was indeed Ma Sha playing on the spot.

Because of this, it was very shocking.

Use the underground base that I dug out and add nothing to it as a scene, symbolizing the life of a spy without aesthetic feeling, and then use the cute music box and full-length mirror to represent the happiness of ordinary girls, and the script can be conceived and implemented in an instant Masha

——Are you really human?

——In the middle of the journey, I even thought you were going to summon something incredible to sacrifice the British girl.

——For you like this, surely everything will happen after that, right?

——It turns out that people like Zhuge Kongming really exist!

In fact, if it weren’t for worrying about ruining Ma Sha’s next plan, the party secretary would like to go there, patted the British **** the shoulder, and said to her: "Iknowthefeel."

——But no, in case there is no such step in the Martha plan.

——After all, he has already told me, and the rest is left to the British girl to ask her own heart.

——I, someone else who intervenes, will probably affect the British girl's own fermentation progress, right?

——What if it not only affects the fermentation progress, but also ferments in the wrong direction and turns from an old wine into a flower carving.

Therefore, the party secretary decided to watch the British girl ferment quietly beside her.

She can even smell the wine.

It was decided, taking advantage of Wen Siru's diabetes collapse, I finished the plot in one breath, and fell asleep.

The feeling of being afraid of falling asleep and the fermented wine flowing out of my head will not be understood by an improper author.

Chapter 328 You Can Use My Annual Membership (One More)

Later, Shelley actually fell asleep.

By the time she woke up, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as she sat up, she saw Chihiro standing at the door. After meeting her gaze, Chihiro asked, "Did you sleep soundly?"

"Yeah." Shelley nodded, stretched, and then frowned because of the pain in his chest.

"It's like wearing a hard sleep." Chihiro felt empathetic, "Actually, I want to come up to help you get off, but I'm afraid you will misunderstand. After all, the guy in our family is a guy who doesn't hide his desires. "

Shelley looked at Chihiro and suddenly asked, "What the **** does he want to do? I mean..."

"I know what you are asking. In a nutshell, you want to build a paradise with only him and his women in the coming troubled times?"

"Uh……"

"I'm joking. Now our program should be that happiness is over. I think this best summarizes our current motivation, one thing, as long as it makes us happy, we will do it."

"Isn't this a complete pleasure offense?"

"Yes, but when most people talk about pleasure offenses, they forget that doing good deeds can also make people happy."

Shelley looked at Chihiro.

Chihiro turned and walked outside: "My rest time is almost over. Remember to show up when you are better. Everyone heard that you fell off the stairs and bumped your head. They were all worried about you."

Chihiro left after speaking.

Shelley touched her head.

——So that's it, this is how I explained it to other people.

Shelley stood up, rubbed the still aching auxiliary breast, and left the room.

This solid sleep made her feel refreshed.

As soon as she went downstairs, she saw a little Baiquan running out of the kitchen with a basket of biscuits, and then she was dragged by Xiao Shi from behind and lifted up by the collar.

Before the contents of the basket were almost spilled, Maki grabbed the edge of the basket and successfully secured the children and the biscuits at the same time.

"Failed!" Bai Quan yelled, but he didn't feel depressed at all, but rather happy? It might be a fun game for her to steal biscuits from under her eyes.

Shelley asked Xiao Shi: "It feels like you...have practiced martial arts?"

She felt that way, and then asked casually.

As always, she would never ask questions so casually. Spy should think twice before acting, and be cautious in every word and deed.

Xiao Maki completely took the biscuit basket from the child's hand, and put the child down, then raised her head and smiled at Shelley and replied: "Yes, the witches of Juri's family need to learn the magic dance and the sword technique, so I was in school. I'm not afraid of those bad things at all."

"That's it." Shelley nodded, "If you have time to discuss it?"

"Eh? This...I'm free." Xiao Shi smiled a little embarrassed, as if saying, "I don't want to bully you like you are a weak chicken."