Can’t Take My Eyes Off You

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"It's okay, I've written down the line." Jiang Yao smiled. "We will send the route back home in the evening, and wait for the location of the island to be locked. After that, things should be easier to handle."

After the four people had spoken for a while, Jiang Yao let them go downstairs to eat something to have an early rest. She and Lu Xingzhi followed the black man alone to the car to attend the so-called banquet hosted by the boss of the black population.

Although there is a lack of material on this island, the owner of this island cannot afford to lack money.

The car was parked in a detached house near the sea. From the moment I entered the courtyard, Jiang Yao felt that the house was full of intentions. There was an old dog lying on the ground in the courtyard. With a kennel inlaid with Phnom Penh, Jiang Yao secretly poked if she saw that the guild would ask her to get him such a cat kennel, and it looked golden.

In the courtyard, guarded bodyguards were everywhere. Just after entering the house, Jiang Yao and Lu Xingzhi just witnessed a Filipino maid slipping the plate off the table by accident, when everyone thought they would hear the sound of the plate breaking. However, the Filipino Maid lifted her feet unhurriedly, took the falling dishes steadily and then took the dirty dishes back to the kitchen with a pale face.

Jiang Yao's eyelids jumped, and the people in this house, even the Filipino servants, had extraordinary skills.

I didn’t know whether the accident of dropping the disc was a real accident or intentionally arranged for the edge to be seen by her and Lu Xingzhi. Jiang Yao estimated that the performance was more likely to be touched, and he wanted to calm her and Lu Xingzhi and warn them. Delusion can do some small actions here.

As soon as he walked in, Jiang Yao saw a man who was already seated on the throne. He was wearing a black shirt with a dragon embroidered on the front of the shirt that Jiang Yao had not seen before, and wanted to change it for this dinner. The clothes, but still haven't changed color, are still his favorite black shirt outfits, but just added a suit, which looks a lot more formal.

Looking at this man at such a close distance, Jiang Yao felt that this man was overwhelming, and he glanced at him with a sharp look.

"Lu Shao, Mrs. Lu, please sit down." The man didn't stand up in the seat but sat far away with a gesture of seating towards the two.

The opening is a pure Kyoto accent, which is really amazing for Jiang Yao who is eavesdropping on his pure Y language.

Lu Xingzhi took Jiang Yao’s hand into the seat, and while he was free to pick up the teapot on the table and poured Jiang Yao a glass of water, he asked in a soft voice, “I didn’t expect to hear such innocence from your mouth. 'S Mandarin."

"Are you surprised?" The man raised his eyebrows and seemed a little proud. "I really like the culture of your country."

"It was a surprise." Lu Xingzhi looked at the black hair on the man's head and at his facial features, so he was not sure whether his hair color was naturally black or later dyed to this color.

"I really like the legends and myths of the dragons in your country, so I also gave myself the name of your country. The two can call me Mr. Dragon." When the man spoke, his hands were always on the table, his tone and his The expression of speaking looks a little bluffing.

Jiang Yao realized what he meant by the golden dragon on the shirt he was wearing today after he heard it. It turned out that it did not mean evil, but power.