Reference 1630

"So, I will learn a little too. I like the Freedom Language too much. It is difficult but very interesting."

As soon as Corey spoke the Freedom Language, Yulan's eyes were full of interest.

He smiled quietly and listened to the response, but his eyes never dared to fall on Da Tian again.

"In the beginning, what Corey said was wrong, and our son will babble with him."

When Da Tian said this, the expression on her face was angry and funny.

That kind of happiness, let me watch it quietly, and my heart is born that I can't face it.

Corey shook her head at Da Tian, ​​which meant that she should stop continuing this topic.

Corey, the president of country K, probably because of hereditary relations, so he doesn't pay much attention to the title of president.

There is no fear of being singled out for his president’s fault, or being deposed.

Therefore, he gives people the feeling that he speaks and does things very casually.

It's like at this moment he would be in front of her and Jiu Shu, shaking his head and acting like a baby in front of Da Tian.

Where is the president of a country...

However, I know quietly that Corey's true temperament is definitely not so casual and affectionate on the surface.

"My father-in-law and mother-in-law cook great Chinese food, and I use good chopsticks."

Then Corey changed the subject and specifically mentioned his father-in-law again.

"Xiao Qiao's cooking skills are average, is Master Xiao good at cooking?"

Corey directly called Master Quiet, and with such a natural and familiar attitude, Zhan Qing frowned slightly.

I think that there will never be a second president, and I will call other countries’ wives directly like this.

"My wife's cooking skills are okay, to an edible level." Zhan Qing smiled after taking a sip of tea.

Corey said that his wife's cooking skills are average, and Zhan Qing couldn't say, "My wife's cooking skills are very good, very good!"

If you want to say this, it will show off no matter how you hear it.

So Zhan Qing could only say that, and he was quite reluctant to say it.

In his heart, his quiet cooking skills are definitely the most powerful.

The topics that followed also revolved around family life. Corey was very talkative, and every sentence revealed how happy their family was.

How much he and Da Tian love each other.

As the ship drew ashore, Zhan Qing held her quiet hand, helped her get up, and disembarked.

But as soon as I stood up quietly, I found that my cheongsam had a problem...

Quietly did not move, but returned to squeeze Zhanqing's hand, squeezed three times in a row.

Zhan Qing knew that she had something to do, and Zhan Qing opened his palms slightly, and quietly typed a set of Morse codes.

After Zhan Qing deciphered, he knew that there was a problem with her cheongsam.

Zhan Qing turned sideways behind her quietly, and saw a long opening in the back of her cheongsam.

Moreover, it was opened along the lines of the cheongsam. As long as it is pulled a little, the opening will become wider and wider...

At this moment Song Junqing walked over and stood behind Quietly, "This..."

With an anxious look on his face, Song Junqing glanced at the wicker chair that he had quietly sat on just now.

He touched it smoothly, and then, with a "hiss" sound, when he raised his hand, his fingers had been cut, and red blood beads appeared.

After Zhan Qing saw Song Junqing's finger bleeding, she immediately squeezed her finger.

Zhan Qing glanced at the wicker chair on the boat, and there was an upside-down place on the bar.

It's just a small part, it's not obvious, but it's sharp...

Corey and Da Tian had already got off the boat, and Zhan Qing directly took off their suits and put them on Quietly.