Hearing such verbal utterances as Song Yan, Dong Jianhui was irritated even if she was nourished. Mom, you want to marry my daughter just like you, just dreaming.

So he looked at Song Yan with a sarcastic look and sneered: "I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue when talking about big things. You think the army is the same as your place. The promotion in the army depends on military merit, and don't take your place. The military rank.

As for your rank of lieutenant colonel, our military would never agree. Even a second lieutenant is better than your lieutenant colonel! "

Hearing Dong Jianhui's disparagement, Song Xie shrugged dismissively: "Uncle's remarks are rates, although my gold lieutenant colonel's gold content is not high, don't forget, I'm still a spiritual teacher!"

Hearing Song Ye taking the spiritual teacher to say something, Dong Jianhui felt that the boy had no hole cards, and smiled proudly: "Oh, a two-star spiritual teacher! We all have several 96 teachers!"

"Who told you I'm a two-star spiritual teacher!" Song Yan played with taste.

Dong Jianhui stared at him with suspicion: "Can't you be a Samsung spiritual teacher?"

Song Yan smiled and said nothing.

Seeing this look of him, Dong Jianhui felt very embarrassed: "Boy, young man pretending to be a big-tail wolf in front of Lao Tzu, do you say you are a Samsung spiritual teacher?"

"It's impossible to lie about this kind of thing. If your uncle doesn't believe it, the spirit tester will test it!" Song Yan said slowly.

Looking at Song Yan with a calm look, Dong Jianhui was a little confused. Is this kid really a Samsung spiritual teacher?

Just that he is so young, would he be a Samsung spiritual teacher?

If it is, then his future achievements will be extraordinary.

Thinking of this, he said deeply, "Since you want to test, then I will send a spirit tester to try!"

Within five minutes, a soldier sent a mental tester over.

Song Zheng took the mental tester, and then input the mental force into it. Then, he saw the numbers beating continuously: 1 …… 3 …… 5 …… 10 …… 57 …… 103

Seeing that the number on the mental tester finally stayed at 103, Dong Jianhui's mood was very complicated. I wonder if he was happy or ...

Song Kun's voice sounded again: "Uncle, I'm only 20 years old now. How many people can I reach the Samsung spiritual master at my age? If I join the army as a Samsung spiritual master, you say, everyone will not Will rush to ask, in order to win over my future master or grandmaster, the military would not bear a colonel rank? "

Hearing Song Yong's self-promotion and boasting, although Dong Jianhui is a little bit upset, he has to admit that this is a fact. The spiritual master is too important for the Federation, because the spiritual master is needed to control the high-end ships and warships. carry out.

Therefore, spiritual minds are valued by both the government and the military.

"Uncle, you're back. Even if you marry your daughter to Feng Jun's son, you may not be able to take over the post of teacher!"

"Huangmao, you know a fart!" Dong Jianhui exasperated.

Song Zheng continued: "As the so-called iron strike requires its own hardships, as far as I know, your strongest competitor, Qian, the political commissar is a master at the king level, and you are only a ninth-level warlord. At this point, you lose. First, second, you want to have a good relationship with Feng Junjun and ask him to support you. Isn't Qian political commissar looking for a relationship? If you have a relationship, then the final decision depends on your own strength! "

After hearing Song Yong's analysis, Dong Jianhui's face could not help changing: "According to you, this time, I have no chance to be superior!"

"Of course I do, because I will help my uncle!" Song Yan said to himself.

"How to help?" Dong Jianhui looked at Song Yan, but was very skeptical.

With the palm of his hand turned over, Song Ye added a fragrant green sedative.

"Elixir, you have elixir here!" Dong Jianhui shouted excitedly.

"Uncle, if I read correctly, your cultivation has been stuck in the ninth level for five or six years!" Song Zheng said again.

"Yes, how do you know!"

Song Yan smiled: "If you take this elixir, your cultivation will break through to the king of war. In this way, the distance between you and Qian Political Commissar will be reduced a lot!"

"really!"

Hearing that taking this elixir could break through to the king of war, Dong Jianhui's expression could not help but become very excited.

"I don't dare to lie to your uncle!" Song Yan flattered.

Hearing Song Xi's courtesy, Dong Jianhui was very useful, mainly because Song Kui seemed particularly arrogant from the beginning.

In fact, he didn't know that this was Song Yong's strategy, first hard and then soft!

On the sofa downstairs, Dong Xiaowan sitting there looked at the study upstairs from time to time, with deep worries in his eyes. It had been so long, and I didn't know what they were talking about.

At this moment, the study door opened, and then Dong Jianhui and Song Yi successively walked out of the study.

Among them, Dong Jianhui had a smile on his face.

Seeing the smile on Dong Jianhui's face, Dong Xiaowan couldn't believe it. Did that guy really convince his dad?

Subconsciously, he looked at Song Yan, but the other side squeezed her eyes, and then made a gesture.

For a moment, Dong Xiaowan's hanging heart finally fell.

Dinner table.

Dong Xiaowan flattered Dong Jianhui: "Dad eat more, this is your favorite!"

"Well, don't clip me, my bowl is almost out of piles, you still clip it to Xiaolu!" Dong Jianhui said cheerfully.

Upon hearing this, a layer of shame appeared on Dong Xiaowan's face: "He didn't have no long hands, let him clamp himself!"

"What's wrong with your girl!" Dong Jianhui gave her a grumpy look.

After having lunch, Dong Jianhui went back to the study to make a breakthrough.

Finally, having the opportunity to be alone, Dong Xiaowan quickly took Song Ye to the garden in the villa and asked, "How did you get my dad?"

"Kiss me and tell you!"

Song Yong proudly said.

"Crap!"

Dong Xiaowan blushed and kissed Song Ye's face: "Now you should say it!"

"Just kiss your lips!" Song Yan smirked.

"Lu Feng, you don't have to go in!" Dong Xiaowan waved his fist.

"If you want to know, kiss, don't want to know, you can choose not to kiss!" Song Yan said with no fear.

"……you……!"

In the end, Dong Xiaowan gave in. He tipped his toes slightly and kissed Song Ye ’s mouth. At this moment, Song Ye suddenly found his hands and held her waist, and kissed her hard lip.

"Well, this **** kissed me strong again!" Dong Xiaowan cursed in his heart.

…………

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Ye sensed a breath from the study. He knew that with the elixir he gave, Dong Jianhui broke through.

That night, Song Ye returned to his villa and found that Tang Liu had left. Moreover, he also left a note with a beautiful handwriting, as if it was from his daughter's hand. If he had not seen his chest with a magical perspective, Song Yezhen Would suspect that he was a woman.

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