The First Thousand Three Hundred and Seventy-Two Chapters of Yan Mingshun's Difficulties

"Brother Mingshun, Qiqige said that there are many young masters in Kyoto who want to snatch that little pony. I asked Qiqige to say my name, are you alright?" Meimei thought it was better to ask, but she didn't know. Will it cause trouble for Yan Mingshun? ? www.suimeng.lā

Yan Mingshun smiled, "It's alright, don't push the little pony, just accept it, and raise it to the foster father at that time."

Let Helianqing watch every day, I am afraid that every meal can eat an extra bowl of rice.

"Then I have to go to his place to see the horses, and I have to quarrel with him again..." Meimei grumbled.

This old pervert is now physically stronger, and as soon as he is in good spirits, he thinks about tossing Yan Mingshun and her, and always grabs her balls, which is so annoying!

Yan Mingshun coaxed a few words in a good voice, and her eyebrows immediately became sympathetic. In fact, she didn't hate Helianqing as much as she said, and she had been in a relationship for several years. Although it didn't look pleasing to the eye, she Even if it is a quarrel, there is also a quarrel! ..

"Okay, then I'll let him be a little bit and don't care about him!" Meimei snorted, feeling that she was really too much.

Yan Mingshun smiled again, and his brows were completely stretched, but the hoarseness in his voice could not hide his brows.

"Brother Mingshun, are you doing well there? I think your voice is hoarse!" Meimei was very distressed, and she only hated herself for not being able to help.

"It's okay, it's a bit dry here, so your throat is not too comfortable, don't worry about your eyebrows."

Yan Mingshun picked up the water glass and took a sip of water to moisten his throat. The task was stuck in the past few days. He and his subordinates discussed numerous plans, but none of them could be guaranteed to be completed, not even 50% sure.

They are not afraid of casualties, and they are ready to sacrifice when they come here, but they are afraid that they will not be able to complete the task at the cost of their lives, and may even be wiped out. This is the reason why Yan Mingshun dared not act.

This time, he came to steal the new missile information of country Y. The country had already negotiated to sell the information to Huaxia, and the deposit was received, but he changed his mind halfway, and said that he would not sell it, saying that he would return the deposit twice.

It was okay not to sell it originally. The big deal is that we will study it slowly, but Yan Mingshun found out that the reason why the Y country changed its mind was because they planned to sell it to another neighboring country of China, and the relationship between the country and China was particularly bad.

Such treachery angered the Huaxia government, and the big boss instructed that this information must be stolen and must not fall into the hands of the country.

Otherwise, once the country has developed a new type of missile,

It is bound to pose a serious threat to Huaxia. They want to stifle this threat in the seedlings, and for the safety of the country and the people, even if they give their lives, they will not hesitate.

But they can't make unnecessary sacrifices!

Yan Mingshun will not let his carefully cultivated subordinates die casually!

"Bring Qiuqiu back to me... You are really capable... I hide it so secretly that you can find it. I count to three and spit it out obediently, one...two...three..."

The voice of Meimei and Qiuqiu came from the phone, it sounded like the little guy stole something, Yan Mingshun couldn't help laughing and asked what was going on.

Meimei stuffed a bunch of chocolates that Qiuqiu spit out into the bag, and complained furiously: "I'm not trying to make Qiuqiu lose weight, it's too fat, but this stinky guy has a brilliant nose, no matter what I do. Wherever you hide the chocolate, it can find it...pissed me off!"

Qiuqiu, who was so aggrieved next to him, rolled his eyes angrily, are you still angry?

It's only when the ball uncle is angry, okay?

Only give three pieces of chocolate a day, and feed the mice!

Dear, you are not a mouse!