Outright Favoritism Chapter 1224: : My money is enough to support your family

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Su Moshi is rarely speechless.

He stood by the creek in the forest, looking at Shi Luo's back, shaking his head and laughing.

I thought they hadn't made any progress, but now it seems that it is clearly the intention of concubines, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

Su Moshi complied with Silo's request. After bandaging the wounds of the wounded, he continued to hide behind the crowd.

According to his estimation, it will take at least half a month to completely wipe out the criminal gang.

By then, I should be able to catch up with Qiao Qiao to come to Myanmar.

……

During the collaboration of the action team, Silo often lined up with Zong Zhan.

And many of the suggestions she gave are also eye-catching, and the right to speak in the group is also increasing day by day.

In addition to benefiting from Silo's usual cunning thinking, there are also internal news that she has been undercover for several years.

As night fell, a bonfire was lit by the forest creek.

Gu Chen was in danger and was ordered to set up two tree branches while grilling fish to improve food for everyone.

The action team sat around the campfire and spoke freely.

Someone asked Zong Zhan: "Boss, what are your plans after you change jobs?"

Siluo, who was squatting by the grill waiting for the fish, raised her eyelids suddenly.

He wants to change jobs?

Siluo suddenly lost the thought of eating fish, walked over to Zong Zhan and sat on the ground, silently joining the group chat.

Zong Zhan lowered his head and fiddled with the rifle in his hand, with a deep and honest voice: "Doing business."

"Ah? This span is too big." The eyes of everyone in the group met, and only looking at the appearance of Zong Sanye, he really didn't look like a business man.

At this time, Silo hit him with a bend, "Isn't it a joke?"

"Don't believe it?" Zong Zhan raised his eyebrows.

Siluo said: "I don't believe it, it's just a little sudden."

Zong Zhan put down his rifle and gestured towards the stream, "Go for a walk?"

"OK."

The two people thought they left the team silently, and walked a dozen meters away side by side. The man's hand was not honestly holding Silo.

And by the campfire in the rear, everyone looked forward to the front, and some people were reporting in real time with a telescope, "It’s getting closer, getting closer and closer, half a meter, twenty centimeters, the boss took reporter Xi’s hand. ……"

Before speaking, many people started looking for binoculars.

Iron-faced Yama is blooming, this is big news.

At the same time, Xi Luo and Zong Zhan were not too far away from the team. They looked at each other by the stream with the light from the bonfire not far away.

"When did you decide?" Silo asked.

Zong Zhan played with her fingers, chuckled, and joked in a deep voice, "Forget, maybe it was the day you gave me the bank card."

Siluo snorted, "Are you relying on me?"

"I am happy to have a rich woman who is willing to pay." Zong Zhan slightly bent over and approached her, "I am very easy to raise, just give me some food."

Si Luo couldn't tell what it was like in her heart.

She knew he was joking, but she couldn't laugh, she still had mixed feelings.

"Are you really willing?"

Silo is not a lover, let alone affectionate.

The emotions in her heart were entirely from her understanding of Zong Zhan. She knew how much he loved that uniform.

Given his status and clan roots, there is actually no need to change careers.

Zong Zhan’s eyes are as deep as Haiti, looking back at Silo, with slightly rough fingers passing through her fingers and slowly tightening, "There is no reluctance, it is an inevitable choice."

Siluo lowered his head, saw the two clasped palms, leaned forward without saying a word, and knocked his forehead directly on his chest, "Hug."

Zong Zhanyiyan released his hand and hugged her into his arms, smiling and joking, "What? Worried that I can't support me?"

"My money is enough to support your family." Silo buried him in his arms and hummed coldly.

Zong Zhan's eyes grew with a smile, "How long? For a lifetime?"

Siluo didn't say a word, but there was overlapping heartbeats in her ears.

One is from Zong Zhan and the other is herself.

Her heart beats slightly faster, because those three words that represent a long time, for a lifetime.

Probably because the woman was silent for too long, Zong Zhan couldn't help holding his arms tightly, lowered his head and repeated: "Speak, how long?"

Si Luo never thought of anything in her life. Before meeting Zong Zhan, she just wanted to have fun in time.

After meeting Zong Zhan, she only wanted to grasp the people in front of her and what was in front of her.

A lifetime is too long, so long that you can easily give promises, or you can deviate from your original intentions lightly in the middle.

And the easier it is to give, the cheaper it is.

So, Xi Luo withdrew from Zong Zhan's arms and raised his head to give a vague answer: "How long will you raise depends on your performance, and you have agreed to renew regularly. Don't want me to pay an extra penny."

Zong Zhan squinted his black eyes deeply, pinched the woman's chin with his thumb and index finger, and asked dangerously, "Then I can understand that Ms. Xi intends to give up at any time?"

Siluo: "..."

She patted Zong Zhan's hand, and curled her lips in disgust, "Is this how abandoning is used?"

"Don't change the subject." Zong Zhan approached her again, his tall and tall physique shrouded Shi Luo in a shadow with a bit of coercion, "Si Luo, you know what I mean."

"Are you strong buying and selling?"

"That's right." The man reached out and clasped the back of her neck, forcing her to be unable to escape, "It is you who want to cover me, and you are the one who gave the bank card. Shilo, please God is easy to give it to God, you give up. Try one."

Siluo first realized that when Zong Zhan was on the verge of getting angry, his expression was really scary.

She is not afraid, she is worried...

"Zong Zhan, what's your attitude?" Silo poked his chest with her index finger. "You have to show sincerity if you want me to cover the whole life. It hasn't been a month, you just show it to me. Face, do you still think about domestic violence in the future?"

Zong Zhan: "..."

God **** domestic violence.

Zong Zhan grabbed his mind, and let go of a bit of sorrow, "Baby, it's obvious that you have been violating me at home between the two of us."

Siluo pursed her lips, the topic seemed to be off the track.

Zong Zhan didn't give her a chance to be arrogant, he directly pressed down his handsome face and blocked her lips.

Silo was forced to raise her head to kiss him, and soon began to respond to him unconsciously.

Maybe a few minutes, maybe even longer, Zong Zhan's fingers passed through the hair behind Silo's head, and he tilted his head to sprinkle a warm breath on the side of her ears, "Siluo, you recruited me first. You have no right to end since it started two years ago."

Silo shrank her neck and raised her eyebrows pretending to be surprised, "Aren't you, you just want to find yourself a long-term meal ticket? Then how good is you to marry a rich woman."

This was made entirely out of the intent of the man.

But after finishing speaking, Silo suddenly came back to his senses, carefully considering these words, as if she was insinuating something.

She cleared her throat and quickly explained, "I mean..."

"Aren't you a rich woman?" Zong Zhan clasped her neck and asked every word: "If you marry, I will marry. Will you marry?"